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---- Chapter 1129 Nathan asked, "What do you think I'm mad about then?" Michelle exclaimed, "I know exactly what you're mad about! You're not just mad about the fact that I misunderstood and thought you were having an affair. More importantly , you're angry that I didn't get jealous, and you feel like I don't value or care about you enough. "Is that it?" Nathan let out an incredulous laugh. He had thought she didn't realize this, but she actually knew everything. Then again, she had always been sharp, so of course she'd figure it out. Nathan asked, "So what are you getting at now, Michelle?

Are you saying I'm the one at fault and not you?" Michelle retorted, "This isn't even about who's right or wrong. You're just acting really strange, Nathan!" Nathan paused. "What?" Michelle asked, "Why do you want me to care about you so much? Other men might feel this way because of their ego. Even if they don't love their wife, they still want her to give them all her love. "But you're Nathan. I know you always look down on women you have no feelings for. Could it be that you've gotten angry because you've fallen for me?" Nathan froze. There was absolutely no way he had fallen for Michelle!

He frowned and denied it. "Of course not!" ---- Michelle demanded, "Then why are you acting this way?" Nathan reached out and grabbed her face. "You're the one who's acting strange, Michelle! You're always cold toward me during the day, but at night, you'd get so passionate in bed. That's why I keep feeling like you're hiding something from me!" Michelle fell silent, She had always known how capable Nathan was. As expected, he was already starting to suspect her. Michelle closed her eyes briefly. "What could I possibly be hiding from you?

You're overthinking it!" Nathan said, "You'd better be telling the truth! If I find out that you're actually doing something behind my back, you're dead meat!" As he leaned in, their faces got so close they could feel each other's breath. Michelle caught the crisp scent of his body wash. But more than that, she could sense the dangerous air he exuded -just like a leopard lying in wait. Not wanting to show any cracks in front of Nathan, she forced herself to stay calm. "I've told you everything.

If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it!" Nathan studied her for a moment, then said, "Go to bed first, then. I'm going to handle some documents in the study." After all this conflict , there was no way Michelle could keep him here for baby-making tonight. She could only nod. " Okay. Go ahead." Nathan released her and left. ---- Michelle immediately pulled out her calendar. Strictly speaking, her ovulation period had already ended. It wouldn't be long before she'd find out whether she was pregnant.

If that was the case, it didn't really matter that she couldn't sleep with Nathan tonight. Of course, it would've been best if they had. She didn't want to miss any chance, after all. Michelle wanted to get pregnant so badly, partly because of pressure from the Lynch family, and partly because of Nathan himself. If things continued like this, she was afraid her plan would be exposed. Besides, she didn't want to keep clinging to Nathan and throwing herself at his cold shoulder. As soon as she got pregnant, the first thing she would do was to dump his sorry ass.

With that thought in mind, Michelle took out her design sketches and started working. Soon her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep at the desk. Nathan had actually gone to the study to handle paperwork. By the time he came back, it was already midnight. As he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw the warm glow of the desk lamp. Michelle was slumped over the desk with her long, dark hair spilling softly around her. Her eyes were closed as she slept soundly. Nathan couldn't help but wonder how she fell asleep at the desk. He walked over and found a pencil still in her hand.

The desk was covered in design sketches. He picked up one of the designs. Everyone knew that Michelle had so much talent and flair in design. Her reputation was well deserved.