Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride
Chapter 219 - 215, how many men has she been with in these three years?

Chapter 219: 215, how many men has she been with in these three years?

Nathan Moore sat alone in the Zane Family’s ground floor hall, before him was the unfinished bottle of red wine from dinner.

Although Jon claimed time and again to be Titus Zane’s boyfriend, he never believed it.

At most, he was just a pursuer!

But the scene just now...

Nathan tilted his head back, gulped down the red wine in his glass, placed the empty glass heavily on the coffee table, grabbed the bottle, and poured himself another.

This woman, truly a philanderer.

First with Logan Ray for so many years, then with that fat-headed Colt Thornton, and now, she’s hooked up with a foreign pretty boy... He already knows about three, how about the ones he doesn’t know?

It had been three years, how many men has she been through!

He tilted his head, downing another glass of red wine, followed by a ’snap’, the sound of shattering glass.

Nathan smashed the empty wine glass onto the tiled floor.

Leaning on the railing, Nathan staggered upstairs, his step heavy from drinking.

"Nathan, have you had any supper?"

Olivia Zane was still awake, waiting for him, a bedside lamp left on in the bedroom, showing concern as soon as Nathan walked in.

Sitting down heavily on the bed, Nathan let out a "Hmm."

The strong scent of alcohol filled most of the room.

"You’ve been drinking?"

"A bit," slinging off his slippers, Nathan flipped back the covers and climbed into bed, his body landing with an audible thump.

Olivia wanted to say more, but the man was already turned away from her, eyes closed, emitting faint snoring sounds.

With both hands supporting herself on the bed, she moved closer to Nathan’s side slowly. Her movements were slow not because she was worried about waking him, but because... she was "physically inconvenienced".

With difficulty, she turned and faced in Nathan’s direction, Olivia reached over with an arm and placed it on Nathan’s waist.

The latter had no reaction, breathing evenly, deep in sleep.

Humans always harbor greedy desires, even though she knew she shouldn’t, Olivia’s heart still stirred restlessly.

She had hands and a mouth, which likewise, could bring him pleasure.

The hand that lay on Nathan’s waist began to wander, first tips probing his lower abdomen tentatively, seeing no reaction, she became more daring.

Her frail fingers slowly slid downwards, reaching for the waistband, barely slipping in a little, they were firmly gripped.

It was Nathan’s large hand, seizing her small one, then interlocking with her index finger tightly, and while she couldn’t continue the movement any further, at that moment, Olivia’s heart was filled with sweetness.

In the morning, the auntie found it strange when she got up to clean.

In the middle of the hall were scattered pieces of broken glass, a high-stemmed glass deliberately smashed.

Olivia and Jon descended the stairs, Nathan and Olivia had already gotten up, sitting in the hall, Olivia looked up at her, "Sis, you’re up?"

"Yeah,"

Titus, with indifferent lips curved, had no intention of staying at home and brought no make-up. Her bare face as she came downstairs, without the enhancement of eyeshadow, made her European-style double eyelids less pronounced. The Titus without her usual Euro-American charm seemed to regain a bit of her look from three years ago.

Nathan sat in the book sofa, eyes downcast at the newspaper, the tightness from the side of his face clearly showing his mood was not great.

Jon and Olivia said good morning, and as Jon looked at Nathan, an obvious smugness glimmered in his green eyes.

But Nathan, still had his eyes downcast on the newspaper, his handsome face looking as if it was covered in frost. If one were to look closely, you’d notice that his well-defined fingers gripping the newspaper turned white from the force.

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