The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 160

Chapter 160

"Nolan doesn't have pajamas, so I'm here to ask if you have any that fit him."

Stephen smiled. "I just bought one pair some time ago, and I haven't wom it. I'll get it for you." Stephen brought Maisie the new pair of pajamas.

When Maisie turned around and was about to leave, Stephen walked out of the room. "Zee."

Maisie tumed her head. "What's the matter?"

"It is I who mistreated you."

"...It's okay, Dad." Maisie looked down, turned around, and walked toward the room without looking at Stephen's pale expression.

Stephen felt extremely heavy-hearted. Even though he knew that his daughter had yet to forgive him, he was content that she still called him "Dad".

Maisie, who was walking back to the room, saw a woman standing outside the door of her room all of a sudden. It was Linda.

She did not know what Linda was saying to Nolan, but it could be seen that she was giving off a bashful and happy expression. She acted extremely cautiously in front of him, but the tiny hint of joy on her face made Maisie quickly realize that Linda had a thing for Nolan.

Nolan turned his head and noticed Maisie's retum, so his eyebrows raised slightly. "You've come back?"

Maisie scoffed inwardly. 'If I were not to come back, how would I get to witness you chatting with Linda s o joyfully?'

"Yeah." Maisie shoved the pajamas into his hands. "These are new. Nobody has wom them before."

Seeing Maisie's disturbed expression, Linda explained carefully, "Maisie, don't misunderstand. I was talking about you with Mr. Goldmann just now."

Maisie looked at her and chuckled. "I didn't misunderstand."

After speaking, she deliberately knocked Nolan away from the doorway and walked into the room.

Nolan noted how the petite woman reacted just now.

"That's how she reacts when she says she didn't misunderstand us? She's jealous for sure!'

"That, Mr. Goldmann, 1-"

"Your cousin and I are going to rest already."

Nolan's attitude turned indifferent immediately, and he closed the door before Linda could speak.

Linda froze in place, clenching her hands subconsciously.

'What's the matter? His attitude was evidently different earlier. Why would he become so indifferent as soon as Maisie returned!?'.

She bit her lip and was secretly pleased with the thought of something.

'I deliberately talked about Maisie in order to approach him, and his attitude toward me wasn't very

indifferent when Maisie was absent. Does this mean that I have a chance too!?' 3

In the room...

Nolan changed into the pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

The corners of his lips could not help but twitch upon seeing that Maisie was lying on the bed with her back facing him. He leaned beside her, laid on his side with his hand propped against his head, and looked at her. "Are you jealous?"

Maisie turned her head around and looked back at him with a puzzled expression. "What are you thinking about?"

'Since when am I jealous? He can talk to whoever he wants to.'

He laughed. "If you're not jealous, then you're definitely angry."

Maisie sat up and said seriously, "Nolan, please don't be so narcissistic. I'm just irritated because I can't figure something out. It has nothing to do with you."

She then laid back after saying her piece.

She could not understand why she would feel a little thom was pricking her heart after saying that.

Maisie noticed that Nolan had not moved for a long time, so she turned her head slightly. "It's because of my father..."

Nolan's eyes lit up as she was trying to explain herself. He then picked up a strand of hair with his fingertips and wrapped it around his finger. "I know, but I won't take a fancy to any other woman except

you."

He had just wanted to check Maisie's reaction. Otherwise, he would not have chatted with that woman deliberately and waited for her to come back.

Although Maisie acted and responded very stubbomly, Nolan could tell that she cared about him a little bit.

Maisie did not utter another word and slept with her back facing him.

Nolan hugged her in his arms from behind, with his body pressing against her back, Maisie frowned slightly, froze in his arms, and did not dare move a muscle.