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She had an allergic reaction to alcohol, feeling itchy all over. It was Nash's constant care that prevented her from scratching her skin. Indeed, even if there wasn't any love between her and Nash, and even if she wasn't happy in the York family, she could still feel his compassion at times.

She withdrew her hand, her voice slightly strained, but she still indulged him, saying, "It will get better gradually. Antihistamines may not completely wo too, so don't worry too much. Aren't you still busy! I'l open the door for you. Don't take Zoe's words to heart. Even if you leave, I won't say anything in front of her."This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

She went to open the door but found it locked from the inside and couldn't be opened.

"Let's sleep here tonight. The door will naturally be opened in the morning, and then we'll go home.) Nash knew that Zoe would resort to this, so he didn't expect to go out again tonight. Nina had to give up. "Okay."

Nash took off his suit, leaving only his shirt on, and looked at her. "Are you hungry?"

Nina had only eaten breakfast today. She had only had a few sips of coffee with Zoe. "A little."

Nash picked up the nearby landline and made a call.

The other side said, "Nash, don't get any funny

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ideas. I won't let you leave the hotel today!" Zoe had planned it out. No one was allowed to disturb them today and delay her from seeing her

grandchild. Whoever dared, she would confront them. Nash was no exception.

Nash said, "Zoe, it's Nina who's hungry. Bring some food over."

Zoe's expression changed for the better, warmly saying, "So it's Nina who's hungry. I'll send it over right away. Wait for it."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Nash looked at the disconnected phone, shook his head, then turned to Nina with a playful tone. " Seems like my dear Aunt here is more like your own flesh and blood aunt. She treats you better than she does me. She answered the phone and gave me an earful, but the moment she found out you were hungry, she changed her tune and promptly prepared food for you."

Nina asked, "Zoe picked up the phone?"

"This hotel is under her ownership," Nash explained. "She's determined to have us stay here for the night, and all preparations have been made."

It seemed Zoe was serious this time about repairing her relationship with Nash.

After a while, the doorbell rang, and a waiter wheeled in a food cart. "Sir, Madam, this is your candlelit dinner."

Candles, roses, and wine were arranged on the

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table, creating a romantic atmosphere.

They had never had a candlelit dinner together before. In Nina's life, such scenes had only been seen in TV dramas. She had admired them before, hoping that one day she and her lover could be even more romantic than in those dramas. Unexpectedly, it was Zoe who had thought of it so considerately. "Please enjoy your meal, Sir, Madam," the waiter said, placing the items on the table before leaving. Nash pulle out a chair for Nina. "Take a seat."

Nina looked at Nash in confusion but sat down his assurance.

"Your health hasn't recovered yet, so no alcohol for you today, only milk,” Nash said, opening a carton. of milk and pouring some into a wine glass for her.

Nina watched as he poured himself some wine and then started to cut the steak.

In the dim light, Nash's striking features became, even more defined, from his high-bridged nose to his soft facial features; even his strands of hair exuded charm. He still appeared before her as he did over a decade. ago, like a hero, calm and radiating the I