Nathanâs sense of grievance even grew stronger.
âBecause I love you more.
Youâve just recovered, and I didnât want to see you exhausted.
As your husband, I wanted to lend a hand with the party.
Besides, Zenia can handle the kids on her own.
We took all the necessary precautions beforehand, and nothing will go wrong.
â
âNothing will go wrong?â Lucinda scoffed.
âThankfully, nothing went wrong this time.
What could happen next time? We canât take that risk! Nathan, youâre the one person I trust the most in this house.
I told you to watch the babies, but you left them with the nanny and nearly caused a huge disaster.
Do you still believe that you didnât do anything wrong?â
Disappointment weighed heavily on her, and she couldnât help but feel that Nathan didnât really care about their kids.
Their daughter was missing, and he showed no concern.
He even dismissed her worries as mere overreaction.
The more she dwelled on it, the angrier she grew.
Storming over to the drawer, she fetched a ruler, and then sat cross-legged on the bed with a serious expression on her face.
âStretch out your hands,â she demanded.
Nathan was stunned.
Since they hired Zenia, Lucinda hadnât beat him.
By the look of her furious countenance, she seemed unwilling to let him off the hook easily this time.
Nathan remained frozen, still hopeful for a way out.
âLucinda, itâs too late.
The villa is so quiet.
Someone might hear us.
â
He was, of course, talking about Zenia, who was sleeping in the babiesâ room.
But Lucinda was resolute.
âAnd so? You did something wrong today and need to face the consequences.
Who would say that Iâm wrong in giving you some punishment?â
Nathan fell silent, unable to find the right words to defend himself.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Lucinda was determined to teach him a lesson.
âCome on, stretch out your hands!â she insisted.
It had indeed been a long time since he had been in such a situation, and this time, he decided to resist.
He hesitated, refusing to extend his hands as he looked at her with a plea in his eyes.
âJust hear me out, okay?â he implored.
Lucinda couldnât help but feel a twinge of annoyance as she rapped on the bedside, and told Nathan, âYou can explain it later, after youâve received your punishment.
â