Trouble in Paradise

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It wasn't until I boarded the private jet that Nicholas had arranged that I realized his offer of a honeymoon wasn't a jok

When he had asked where I wanted to go, I hadn't taken it seriously and had casually mentioned a tropical island, brushing it off as sweet nothings from him. Especially after our argument, I hadn't dared to think about it at all.

As I wandered around the plane, he appeared behind me, following closely. Seemingly eager to take credit, he said, "So, are you satisfied with my arrangements?"

"I am," I said sincerely, though my gaze didn't meet his face.

He pointed to a nearby suitcase with a proud expression. "That's where I've prepared everything for you."

I asked casually, "Oh? What have you prepared?"

He raised an eyebrow with a mysterious look. "Various colors and styles of swimsuits."

I laughed awkwardly and asked, "Did you also bring different types of swim trunks?"

"What color do you like? Or do you think it's better if I don't wear any?

I wasn't in the mood for those kinds of flirtatious conversations. I remained silent, swiftly moving through the rooms until I confirmed that there was no sign of Claudia on the plane.

I still couldn't believe it. I asked, "Is Claudia already there?"

He shrugged dismissively. "It's just the two of us. Otherwise, how

could we call it a honeymoon? Wig that he pulled me into his arme and kissed my head, face, and then the tip of my nose Are you sill angry at me? How?"

I looked up into his eyes. "Are you trying to coas me?

'Can't you tell he responded kissing me on the lip

I felt like a large, lifeless doll being joyfully handled by him I should have been happy, but for some reason all fell was terment

He said a honeymoon had to be just the two of us, but what about the trip we took four years ago when we got married? What was that called?

He clearly understood everything but didn't bother to put

effort thinking I wasn't as important as Claudia

And now, four years later, could everything he had meticulously prepared really make up for the regret in my heart?

All my grievances, unwillingness, and even anger, had turned into an inexplicable resentment lodged in my throat

But I dared not show it. Instead, lowered my eyes, delicately avoiding his kisses and gently avoided the subject "How come you happened to be the one to save me today?"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Nicholas also lowered his head, his smile fading into a faint, distant expression. We looked at each other silently, and it seemed he didn't want to tell me it's okay if you don't want to say it then don't. But thank you

in muth. I wasn't very eager to hear anyway. I took the opportunity

to break free from his embrace and settled onto a sofa near the window. Resting my forehead against the glass, I gazed out at the pitch black night sky.

The darkness outside was so profound that after only three seconds. I felt uneasy and lifted my head.

It felt like the oppressive darkness was suffocating me, much like the unsettling feeling I got from Nicholas' eyes, which failed to provide me any sense of peace.

Footsteps approached me from behind, and his reflection appeared on the glass. However, I didn't turn around. Feeling somewhat exhausted, I closed my eyes, but his voice nontheless came from above me.

"I didn't just happen to appear. I know a lot more, such as your intention to sell off the shares of Jones Corporation, and that you received a bouquet of gardenia from a man tonight..

His voice was steady but carried an eerie undertone, making the hairs on my body stand on end. I shivered involuntarily.

He suddenly cupped my chin with his hand, forcing me to open my eyes and stand up. He smirked, his eyes filled with strategic confidence, and his fingertips traced my lips.

"No matter what generous words others say to you, only I cant protect you completely." He lowered his head and captured my lips in a kiss, his words mumbling against them. "Don't you think so, Mrs. Hawk?"