A slim figure slowly moved away from Nathan , leaving him standing there, looking puzzled. By the time he came to his senses, Yulia was already leisurely descending the stairs.
Nathan furrowed his brows, hands in his pockets, and casually followed her down.
Yulia was at the entrance hall, having just opened the door. A nanny stood at the entrance with two bags in her hand. They were having a conversation.
As Nathan came downstairs, he heard Yulia say to the nanny in a soft and polite tone, "Thanks for your help." The nanny waved her hand with a smile, "No problem, Anya is such a sweetheart."
Perhaps Yulia was expressing gratitude for the nanny's hard work and care. Nathan didn't think too much into it and followed them.
The nanny greeted him and then carried the two bags of vegetables into the kitchen. Yulia turned and saw Nathan looking at her. She pursed her lips, didn't leave, but instead said,
"About last night... the incident with Anya's dress, I misunderstood... I thought... I thought you had some kind of fetish. Um... I apologize."
Nathan furrowed his brows. Recalling the events of the previous night, he felt angry.
A fetish? For Anya?
Seriously! What the hell was this woman thinking?
Seeing Nathan's sullen face, Yulia quickly left after speaking.
Watching her slim figure, Nathan felt a sudden unease. It was just work, why the need to dress so brightly? Wasn't it a bit too obvious?
Upon arriving at the office, Yulia, without a doubt, became the center of attention. Even some employees brazenly approached her, complimenting, "Ms. Yulia, you look stunning today. Do you have an important date or something?"
Yulia smiled slightly, her gaze falling on the handsome man by the elevator. He was looking at her, his eyes filled with clear admiration.
Yulia blinked, pursed her lips, "Aren't all dates important?"
Two female employees, with ambiguous smiles, said, "Ms. Yulia really likes Mr. Shaw, doesn't she?"
Their voices were loud, conveniently reaching Ronald. Clearly, they were trying to flatter him.
Standing in front of Ronald, Yulia nodded at him, "Good morning."
Her expression was very natural, without any shyness.
"Morning."
Ronald kept watching her. Although he was smiling and his tone was gentle, he felt a bit disappointed and helpless in his heart. Despite her agreement to give it another try, he could clearly feel that she had been trying hard to be with him these past few days.
The old Yulia, most of the time, would keep her head down shyly when she saw him. After getting familiar, she would laugh happily and play to her heart's content. Her smile was bright and natural, and the admiration and love for him could be seen in her sparkling eyes.
But now, her expression and attitude were incredibly natural. Was this a good thing? Not really.
She was this natural with everyone. To her, he was no longer that special person.
Even though it hurt, wasn't all this because he had hurt her first? Now, all he wanted was to be with her. Even if it meant using material conditions to keep her by his side, at least he would have a chance to make up for all the wrongs he had done towards her in the past.
"You look absolutely stunning today."
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