Lucinda was startled.
âAre you a dummy? Why did you stop the door with your hand?â
It must be so painful!
Nathaniel cradled his injured hand and couldnât help but feel a Little wronged.
âNow that Iâm injured, can I at least finish what I was saying? Although I have signed an agreement, you canât take away my rights.
Soâ¦â
Lucinda cut him off.
âSpare me the crap.
â
âI want to return to the Belkeep Villa.
â
Nathaniel stated immediately, furrowing his brows.
This was the same expression that he always wore when he was in charge.
The drug he took made his skin paler and his expression looked delicate.
Despite being 6.
2 feet tall, Nathaniel didnât appear intimidating when he was standing in front of Lucinda.
He was now more like a gentle and obedient giant dog.
Lucinda couldnât help feeling sorry for Nathaniel when she saw his injured hand.
But as soon as he spoke, she realized what he was trying to do.
He was trying to make her pity him by getting himself hurt.
She wouldnât let him get what he wanted! No way!
âNo way.
Leave here now and go to bed.
Iâll tell the bodyguards to get your luggage tomorrow morning.
â
âHey.
Nathaniel started to speak, but the door slammed shut before he could say more.
He immediately frowned.
âHeartless and vicious.
â
He then made his way down to the first floor, intending to check the gate.
But before he could even step into the garden, two bodyguards appeared out of nowhere, blocking his path.
âYou are not permitted to go out late at night, Mr.
Roberts.
Please return to your room.
â
Nathaniel had no choice but to obey.