South Gold couldn't help but question his own life choices.
Isn't this just a little man begging his wife for forgiveness?
Tsk, tsk, tsk, a Crown Prince that even the Family Head couldn't tame, finally getting taken down by a little girl. No one would believe it!
If the socialites of Yanjingel knew, their tears would form a river!
...
Nathan Bolton caught up with Lorraine Hughes, holding her hand, thankful she didn't pull away.
"You're really angry."
"No," Lorraine Hughes tightened her grip, "I'm not angry at all."
"Hmm?" Nathan Bolton didn't believe it.
"Next time you smoke, remember to invite me."
She smokes too.
But she had almost stopped completely.
Upon hearing this, Nathan Bolton got anxious, "Then I'll try not to smoke."
"Oh, I'll try too."
"..."
They chatted and laughed as they returned to the room.
Her clothes were almost dry. Nathan Bolton handed them to her, "Change and I'll have South Gold take you back."
Lorraine Hughes frowned, "Back where?"
