"Sorry, I don't accept pre-marital sex."
Irene Morton spoke subtly, but he said it so bluntly.
Irene's face turned even redder, and she didn't look up at him again.
"Oh, then just pretend I never said it. I'll head out first, you rest early..."
...
Sophie Smith couldn't remember how long it had been since she went out. She stayed in her room all day, just taking care of the child.
Nolan Davis felt that at this rate, she would definitely become stifled and ill.
"The weather is quite nice this afternoon, shall we go play golf?" Nolan walked to her side, speaking softly to seek her opinion.
"Sorry, Mr. Davis, I can't." She didn't even glance at him, her eyes still fixed on the child in her arms.
Nolan felt a bit disappointed and somewhat frustrated.
When had he ever been so coldly treated? Most women couldn't wait to get close to him, but the woman in front of him, no matter how much effort he put in to please her, simply couldn't have him in her eyes.
