Lorraine Hughes woke up to find herself lying on a big bed, her black velvet camisole dress still intact.
Just as she sat up, the door was pushed open.
"Breakfast is ready."
Lorraine Hughes lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "No need, I'm leaving."
Nathan Bolton stepped forward and scooped her up, "Be good, eat well."
"Can you not be so casual!"
"I'm not being casual; I'm seriously holding you," Nathan Bolton placed her in the dining chair, "Spicy crayfish is not suitable for breakfast, I had shrimp porridge prepared for you, try it."
Lorraine Hughes was forced to take a bite; it was fragrant without a fishy taste, "Not bad."
"In the future, don't take risks alone, I'll help you."
"Huh?" Lorraine Hughes always felt Nathan Bolton changed, becoming even more shameless!
"At least give me the chance to protect you, hmm?"
