Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1811

Carol had made it clear that she was going to see Nathan the next day, no joke about it.

That evening, riding in Nathan's car back home, she still insisted he stop five hundred meters from her place so she could walk the rest of the way.

After a moment's thought, Nathan reached over and handed her a little cupcake he’d prepared. It was cheaper than the fancy desserts Carol usually indulged in. She had never tried any cupcake from home-base bakeries before; Abner wouldn’t have it, always steering her clear from such pastries.

Yet, now presented with this beautifully crafted cupcake, she couldn’t resist taking it.

"Thanks."

"What time you coming tomorrow?"

"Nathan, you really aren't scared, are you?"

Carol was a tad surprised. He had seemed terrified before, but now he actually looked forward to it.

"Scared? I've known Felix for years, I know he's tough, and I'm no match for him."

Carol raised an eyebrow, settling back into her seat, "Is that so? Then tell me more about his past."

Nathan pressed his lips, slightly deflated.

"I met him not long after his family's downfall. He was wandering with Listina, clueless about where to go. I have a little sister, and we were all just scraping by, but I saw ambition in him. He’d be up in the dead of night, watching lectures, taking notes. Even then, I knew he wasn’t one of us."

Carol leaned forward, reaching for the cigarette by his hand, intending to light it up. But Nathan quickly stopped her, "That’s a cheap brand, too harsh. Next time I’ll get something better."

Carol put it down, sensing Nathan’s eagerness to please. She wasn't impressed by Nathan's looks or his background, but she had to admit, for an ordinary guy, Nathan had his merits.

But he was no saint; that much was clear, or he wouldn't be entertaining thoughts about her.