Only you in my love

Chapter 42 Verbal Gratitude

The next day, the morning sun slowly rose, with a glimmer of light on the horizon in the east, which

carefully dyed the light blue sky. The moist wind swept the curtain, making ripples.

It was quiet in the morning.

Nina groaned. She turned over and rolled over from John's warm and dry body to the bedside. When

she touched a slightly cold place, she pulled the quilt tightly, leaned her back against John and got

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At this moment, John's body tensed up again. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared at the

ceiling. He breathed a long sigh of relief.

He didn't sleep last night.

His chin was covered with stubble, and his hands and feet were sore and numb. It was difficult for him

to move.

Nina had a good night's sleep, which almost tortured him to death.

Well, get up.

Then he got up quietly, took a shower, changed into casual clothes and went downstairs in slippers.

This villa was called North Yard. It was located on the hillside in the suburb of LC City. Standing on the

balcony and roof, one could overlook the whole LC City. There was only this house on the whole hill.

John lived here alone. The North Yard was not big, with two floors and a small yard. In the early

morning mist, it was quiet and tranquil.

"Mr. John?" Helen Li was a servant who was responsible for taking care of the diet and daily life of

John. She lived in the North Yard. This morning, she got up early as usual and was about to go to the

market to buy food, when she found that John had woken up, which confused her.

It was only half past five. Why did John get up so early?

"Yes." John reached out and pinched his temples. He felt a little uncomfortable because he didn't sleep

all night. He would make sure that he could sleep well every day.

But it was the second time that he hadn't slept all night in the past month, all because of Nina who was

still sleeping soundly in bed.

"Helen, make one more breakfast this morning."

"Yes, sir." Helen Li was more confused but didn't ask more.

When Helen Li was about to go out, John called her again, "Make a bowl of seafood porridge."

Nina liked eating seafood.

He had seen her having seafood porridge in the Seafood Restaurant last time.

John sat on the sofa, turned on the TV and watched the news for one or two hours. After the aroma of

breakfast wafted out of the kitchen, he slowly went upstairs.

When he pushed the door open, she saw that Nina cocooned herself, only revealing her head. Her face

was ruddy.

"Wake up. Breakfast is ready." At this moment, John reached out his hand and patted Nina on the face.

She frowned, mumbled, turned around and continued to sleep.

Then he raised his voice and said, "It's on fire!"

"Fire? Where is the fire? What are you waiting for? Run!" Nina woke up from her dream and jumped

up. She said a lot and ran up and down with the quilt in her hand.

Oh my God!

Run!

She was about to run to the door, not noticing that this was not her small apartment but John's

bedroom.

With a smile on his face, he crossed his arms and looked at her leisurely.

She was so cute.

When Nina ran to the door, she suddenly stopped. Just now, she seemed to have brushed past

something.

As soon as she turned around, she saw John, who was smiling annoyingly.

Before she could think about why this man was here, she turned around and grabbed the wrist of John,

running out. "Stupid man, run!"

At that time, John was dragged out by Nina and went downstairs. The whole process went smoothly in

less than two minutes.

When Helen Li came out of the kitchen with seafood porridge, she saw a woman wrapped in a quilt

running towards her with the tall John. He wasn't angry at all, and he also ran with the woman happily.

"Mr. John, what are you doing?" Helen Li asked in confusion.

Nina stopped again and with her eyes wide open, she stared at the servant in front of her and the

spade in her hand.

What was going on?

She blinked her eyes. It was not an illusion. In front of her was a woman more than 40 years old and a

spacious and bright hall. The big screen on the wall was broadcasting news. The standard broadcast

and the face of the host of CCTV, which immediately brought Nina back to her senses.

As soon as she turned around, she met the smiling eyes of John. She was dragging John.

"Did you lie to me just now?" Nina loosened her grip, looked around and asked, "Why am I at your

home?"

Helen Li, who was standing next to them, guessed that John had taken Nina here last night but Nina

didn't know it.

Why did John do such a thing?

"Have breakfast." Then John changed the topic, walked to the table and sat down elegantly.

What breakfast?

John didn't answer Nina's question.

Nina angrily followed him, pounded her palm on the table and fiercely asked, "Tell me, why am I at your

home?"

She only remembered that she really drank the whole bottle of wine last night. As for what happened

later, she had no impression at all.

"You came voluntarily." Last night, it was Nina who lay on John's body and didn't want to leave.

"Impossible!" Nina strongly refuted. She would never be willing to come back with him.

She remembered clearly that she called James before drinking, and he agreed without hesitation.

"I asked James to pick me up last night. Did you two collude with each other to bring me here?"

John was speechless. He didn't have to collude with others if he wanted to take a woman away.

When Nina woke up, she didn't thank John. What's worse, she mentioned James in front of John.

John said unhappily, "James didn't go there last night, so you begged me to bring you back."

Nina's eyes widened. She was surprised.

Didn't James go there?

And she begged John?

Nina didn't believe it, but John's indifferent face seemed to be telling the truth.

When John saw that she had already begun to believe him, he smiled cunningly and said, "You

threatened me last night to bring you home and then kill me."

She said this in his ear. If she said it in a normal tone, he really believed that she would do so.

But after getting drunk, she was totally different from her usual personality. He couldn't help but feel

itchy when he thought of the words "go home and kill him".

If she really wanted to kill him in bed last night, he would definitely give himself to her.

'… That sounds like what I usually say.' Nina was a little stunned. She slowly withdrew her hand from

the table and looked up and down at John. Thinking of her habit of beating people when she was

drunk, she couldn't help but lower her voice.

She never showed mercy when she beat others after being drunk.

Fortunately, John's face was fine.

If something happened to his face, he would definitely take revenge on her.

Biting her lips, Nina turned around and uncovered the quilt. She was relieved to see that the clothes

she wore yesterday were still there.

However, the remaining smell of alcohol on her clothes was smelly and she covered her nose with her

index finger. She threw the quilt directly onto the sofa, sat next to John and said awkwardly, "Thank

you."

Since she was drunk, he must have suffered a lot. She hoped that the thanks would make up for the

damage she had done.

The little girl would be grateful. It was not in vain for him to let her sleep on his body for the whole night.

"That's it?" Pretending to be dissatisfied, he turned his body sideways and looked meaningfully

mischievous.

Nina was stunned. What else could she do? As a man of high status, he didn't lack anything, so she

couldn't help him with anything. She whispered, "I've already thanked you verbally."

The next second, he kissed her.

Nina couldn't say anything. Looking at his handsome face, Nina was so scared that her mouth opened

wide. He took the opportunity to kiss her.

This was the real verbal gratitude.