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Nina remained calm and said lightly, "I'm just stating the facts."

"You..." Sally was itching with anger, but then she heard movement outside the door and saw Nash entering from outside.

"Nash, you came back just in time. Look at how your lovely wife here is talking back to me. Does she have any manners?" She stood up and quickly complained to Nash.

Nash strode in, his gaze deep as he glanced at Nina before turning to Sally. "If you don't provoke her, why would she talk back to you? Nina has always been gentle when she's with me." He walked over to Nina in just a few steps.

His towering figure made Nina feel a sense of oppression, especially coupled with the strong smell of tobacco emanating from him.

She could not help but look up at him.

Seeing the two of them together, Sally was almost stomping her feet, angrily saying, "You, you really don't care about me anymore!"

"Go upstairs and wait for me," Nash said, tossing the words at Nina.

Nina snapped back to reality, complying silently as she made her way upstairs.

Now, there were only Sally and Nash left in the living room.

Cutting to the chase, Sally said, "Nash, how long do you intend to avoid me?"

Nash chuckled, "Who gave you this idea that I'm avoiding you?"

He decided whom he wanted to see and whom he did not. No one could influence him, and he was not afraid of anyone or needing to avoid anyone.

"If you weren't avoiding me, why haven't I seen you all this time?" Sally's expression turned cold and ugly.

Nash did not care to entertain her nonsense. "Don't do things that disgust people next time. If you do, don't blame me for packing your bags and throwing them out." With that, Nash also intended to go upstairs.

"Nash!" Sally was furious, calling out his name. "Do you even consider me your mother anymore?"

Nash stopped in his tracks, glanced back at her, and sneered coldly, "When I needed you the most, you were more concerned about others. Now that I don't need you anymore, letting you stay here is the greatest tolerance I can show you!"

With that, Nash left.

Sally, on the other hand, took two steps back, her face pale, and sat heavily on the sofa.

In the bedroom, Nina had just finished showering and was drying her hair. Just then, Nash's tall figure walked in from the doorway, catching her eye.

Nash's expression was gloomy and unappealing as he approached her step by step. "I don't want to see you with Scott in the future."

It was an order from Nash.

Nina pursed her lips and said softly, "You left, I couldn't get a taxi, and coincidentally, Scott was there. He offered to give me a ride back."

She could not possibly walk home,

and besides, she had not questioned him about his relationship with Miranda. Why should he command her like this? Clearly, there was nothing between her and Scott.

Nash scoffed, "Coincidence? You two seem to have a lot of that. You bumped into each other at the job fair, and now he happens to be there again. Seems like fate, huh? Aren't you two meant to be together?"

Nina hesitated, feeling his harshness.

"My conscience is clear," Nina asserted firmly. "I won't go against my principles."Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Nash tightened his lips, feeling uneasy, yet he could not overlook the determination in Nina's gaze. At the same time, he recollected the driver's words.

Adjusting his tie, Nash composed himself. He lacked evidence to substantiate any intimate connection between her and Scott.

He responded in a composed tone, "That's reassuring to hear, knowing that you won't compromise your principles."

At his words, Nina felt a bit uncomfortable and asked, "And what about you?"