AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

Quentin caused such a commotion that there was no way Jonas wouldn’t know about it. Seeing Nadia being carried away by Quentin, he thought about it for a moment before approaching.

Roxane heard the wind chime and said without looking up:

– I’m sorry. The boss is not here. Please come back later.

All the perfumes had been bought by Quentin. It didn’t matter whether the person came back or not.

– Where is the boss?

Jonas asked despite knowing the answer.

Roxane looked up.

-Are you looking for Sister Nadia?

He nodded.

– I… The water dispenser in my store is empty. It will take some time before the water bottles are delivered. I came to borrow a bucket of water from him.

– She is out. I don’t know where she keeps her things. Why don’t you call him? said Roxane, scratching her head.

“Call no! I don’t have Nadia’s number at all, and I didn’t come to borrow a bucket of water! I just want to talk to you!”

Finally, Jonas pulled out a chair and sat down before saying:

– No need. I’ll just wait here for him.

Roxane nodded and ignored him, continuing to paint.

Jonas felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction now that he no longer had to look at her through the glass.

Roxane felt his gaze and looked at him.

He hurriedly lowered his head and hid the tenderness and affection in his eyes.

-Why are you always looking at me?

Jonas coughed lightly before adjusting his expression and asked aptly:

– Since you have time to paint for Nadia, when are you going to give me the painting you owe me?

– Didn’t I say I would do it during the winter holidays?

Roxane asked back. She paused for a moment before asking:

– What kind of paint do you want? Landscape? Portrait?

Jonas replied without hesitation:

– A self-portrait of you.

– Why do you want that?

Jonas touched his nose and tried to hide the guilty expression on his face as he said:

-I’m not good at portraits, so I want to see yours. I just want to learn.

– But I’m not really good at portraits either.

-Why do you say so much nonsense? Do as I say, Jonas said with a hint of impatience.

– Oh.

She nodded and continued painting.

Jonas wanted to talk to her a little more, but he was afraid of disturbing her. What if she got impatient and chased him away? After all, he hated the most when he was disturbed while painting or drawing.

He looked around and saw a book for customers to leave reviews. He picked up the pen lying on the side and turned to an empty page before starting to draw.

Quentin carried Nadia to the underground parking lot and stuffed her into his car.

She wanted to go out, but he quickly locked the doors. She turned to look at him and said furiously:All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

– Quentin, don’t you have anything better to do?

“That’s true,” Quentin replied with a self-deprecating smile. He also felt like he had lost his mind. Ever since Nadia left, he had been waiting for her to come back to him and beg him to give her another chance, waiting for her to say she regretted leaving. In the end, the first time he saw her after their breakup, she was playing an exciting game with another man in Blue Temptations.

Nadia was speechless. She really didn’t know how to scold him. At the end she said:

– Open the door. I want to get out of the car.

“I’ll let you out when we’ve finished talking,” said Quentin.

“You know I always keep my word.

Nadia took a deep breath. Since she couldn’t avoid him, she might as well face him directly.

– Okay, let’s talk.

Quentin had a lot to say, but faced with her fearless attitude, he suddenly became speechless.

“Hurry up and say it,” Nadia said impatiently, turning to look at him. She was beautiful even when she was angry.

Quentin thought back to their days together. They were pretty happy, and they were also very compatible behind closed doors. His Adam’s apple bobbed before he asked:

– After you left, did you sleep with another man?

Nadia was stunned by this question.

Just as she raised her hand to slap Quentin, he grabbed her slender wrist. No matter how good his temper was, he wouldn’t let her beat him again and again.

-Nadia, are you going to hit me again?

She threw her hand away.

– Quentin, if you have a mental illness, go to the doctor. Please don’t harass me like crazy.

Quentin knew she had misunderstood the meaning of his words. Therefore, he suppressed his anger and explained:

– What I meant is… I’ve never done it with another woman since you left…

The unsaid sentence after that was “I just want to do it with you.”

He thought it was ridiculous. He had lost all interest in other women. It was like he was addicted to her. Sometimes he wondered if she had poisoned him.

– I don’t care if you do it with another woman!

Nadia said. She was quite surprised that he hadn’t found another woman after so long. In any case, it had nothing to do with her whether he found another woman or not.

Quentin took a deep breath and asked with a frown:

– For what?

– What?

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her skeptically, asking:

– Why did you leave? Don’t tell me you really think I found a dirty woman out there? I don’t think you would believe such a thing.

It was just an excuse for her to leave him.

Nadia looked down; her thick, long eyelashes hid the disappointment and sadness in her eyes. She looked out the window before answering:

– There is no why.

Quentin frowned and was about to speak again when she said:

– I don’t want to wait any longer.

– What?

He didn’t understand.

Nadia turned and looked at the cigarette box on the console. She licked her lower lip before saying:

– Give me a cigarette.

Quentin looked at her in shock.

“Have you even learned to smoke now?”

Nadia didn’t wait for his approval. She reached over and took a cigarette out of the box before putting it to her lips. A cold smile appeared on her face as she said:

– Do you think I just started smoking? No, I’ve never smoked in front of you.

Quentin continued to look at her in shock.

Nadia exhaled a puff of smoke. Her posture was languorous and seductive as she said:

“I’m not who you think I am. I hate wearing white dresses and having straight black hair. I don’t particularly like small animals and I’m not very affectionate. I like smoking, drinking and even fighting. You’re not my first love either.

She had long forgotten her first love.

Quentin still hasn’t recovered from his shock when he asked:

– Did you pretend? For what?

He had been deceived by her all along. For what?

Nadia smiled slightly as she said self-deprecatingly:

– Why do you think? Wasn’t it because I liked you and wanted to date you?

– Connect with me?

He remembered their meeting and the ambiguous period before their meeting. After they were together, she truly met all his demands of a perfect woman. He really didn’t expect that the perfect woman he found was not real.

-Since you managed to go out with me, why did you leave? Quentin asked. His voice was a little hoarse. He had a hard time accepting this. He wasn’t angry at the time, but he was perplexed. Since she had cheated on him, why didn’t she cheat on him a little longer? If she had kept up her act, he wouldn’t have gotten tired of it at all.

A hint of impatience flashed in Nadia’s eyes as she said:

-Didn’t I say that earlier? I don’t want to wait any longer.

Quentin still didn’t understand.

-Wait for what?

Nadia was silent. After a long time, she said lightly:

– I don’t want to wait to get married.