novelraw Chapter 392 - 203. Nan Wan did not want to see the man lie and deceive her.
Chapter 392 - 203. Nan Wan did not want to see the man lie and deceive her.
The man’s crisp mint fragrance was replaced by the scent of rose perfume, and even though it was mixed with alcohol, Nan Wan still caught the rich sweetness.When he leaned down to kiss her, she evasively turned away, facing her back to him, and said lightly, "Go wash up, the perfume smell isn’t comfortable for a pregnant woman."
No explanation, no cover-up—did he really think she wouldn’t mind anything?
Mu Jin Huan’s deep black eyes paused for a moment but quickly returned to calm as his hand vulnerably reached out to turn her back over, moving with great gentleness.
His voice was gentle and low, "Clients from the United States, I couldn’t avoid the dinner after the meeting, sitting in a private room, it’s inevitable to get a bit of it on me."
Nan Wan looked at the man’s sharp, handsome face, ice slowly seeping into her heart, though outwardly she showed no trace of difference.
After a moment of eye contact, she averted her gaze, pushed away the man’s hand, pulling the blanket up, her voice faint, "I just don’t like the scent, I didn’t ask where it came from."
Clients, huh, clients that need to be embraced, must be very busy.
Mu Jin Huan could tell she wasn’t very happy, his handsome face gentle, patiently coaxing, "Today was really busy, so I didn’t come home to eat dinner with you, it won’t happen again, don’t be mad, hmm?"
Nan Wan didn’t want to hear those words or see him lying with such a composed face. She closed her eyes, her delicate features overlaid with utmost calm, "Go take a bath."
Under the warm yellow light, Mu Jin Huan hid the fatigue in his eyes very well, watched her back for a while, then got up and walked into the bathroom.
The sound of trickling water passed through the door and reached her ears. The curtains weren’t fully drawn, and looking out at the darkness beyond the floor-to-ceiling window, her disappointment piled up bit by bit.
The fright from the evening and the breathless moment when she saw that photo, she didn’t want to say a word.
Perhaps these days were too content; indulged in affection, she felt all his love was so justified.
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When Mu Jin Huan came out of the bathroom, the woman on the bed lay on her side quietly, breathing steadily as if she were asleep.
But he knew, she wasn’t.
He turned off the ceiling light, leaving only a small wall lamp, pulled back the covers, and lay down naturally embracing her as usual.
The warm palm slowly caressed her belly through the silk pajamas, his thin lips near her ear, his voice deep and magnetic, "What did you have for dinner?"
He returned too late, Aunt Zhou had already gone to bed.
The man’s perfume smell had been washed away, and the familiar scent of Nan Wan’s body wash lingered in his nostrils. She originally didn’t want to speak but still held on to a faint thread of hope.
She opened her eyes to look at him, her cheeks blooming with a gentle smile, not answering his question but instead saying, "Was it a very important project? That it needed President Mu to personally accompany."
It was like a lighthearted tease, perfectly showing no flaws.
Mu Jin Huan softly kissed the woman’s nose and lip corners, his body, exhausted to the extreme, seemed to relieve significantly because of her smile. His deep voice carried a slight hoarseness, "Hmm, very important. If I don’t work hard, how can I support you?"
The smile on Nan Wan’s face didn’t vanish immediately but slowly faded away. The embrace, once warm and reassuring, now felt only strange to her.
Might as well not ask.
Even if he didn’t say anything, it would be far better than deceiving her with lies.
Half a minute later, adjusting to a comfortable position in the man’s arms, she said in a low voice, "Sleepy, turn off the light."
The pain in her heart not only didn’t lessen but, like wild grass, grew, with vines intricately entwining, tightening more and more.
It wouldn’t be fatal, but it lingered long.
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In the morning, when Mu Jin Huan was awakened by his biological clock, at some point the woman had moved out of his embrace, and the early sunlight poured into the bedroom through the curtains, her peaceful sleeping face beautiful and serene.
They went to bed very late last night, so he didn’t wake her.
Quietly getting out of bed, he went to the side bathroom to shower.
Aunt Zhou was tidying the coffee table in the living room, and upon seeing Mu Jin Huan coming downstairs fully dressed, she hurriedly put down her work and walked over, "Sir, that box of disgusting stuff is still in the backyard, how should we deal with it?"
She had been having nightmares all night and woke up before dawn, only after confirming the box wasn’t damaged, did she pat her chest and go to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Hearing Aunt Zhou’s words, Mu Jin Huan stopped in his tracks, and the movement of adjusting his watch paused as well, "What disgusting stuff?"