Chapter 18 The pinhole camera

Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck and gaped at him speechlessly… heartbeat skyrocketed. Vincent carried her in his arms!

It was not a dream, was it?

She had fantasized about being in his arms. She wanted to feel his warmth. Now that it was happening, she found it hard to believe.

Olivia kept staring at him earnestly. She wanted the clock to stop ticking at this moment so that she could stay like this forever. Her hand slowly slid down to his chest, grazing her fingers across his neck. She intended to rub his muscular sternum, but before that, he put her into the passenger seat.

The excitement in her heart faded straight away. Olivia was a bit disappointed. She felt cold the moment his warm arms left her. She pouted as she watched him walk around and get into the car. In the next moment, the car started rolling on the road.

Olivia's curious gaze remained fixed on him. She was perplexed as to how insensitive this man was. He had the opportunity to kiss her. He, on the other hand, did not take advantage of the situation. Olivia started doubting that he had someone in his heart.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" she couldn't stop herself from asking.

"No..." Vincent responded coldly, his eyes getting darker and darker.

He never intended to have any woman beside him after Susan.

"You haven't dated anyone before!" She exclaimed with disbelieve.

Vincent didn’t reply this time. Olivia interpreted his silence as a yes.

“Huh…” She chuckled. “Understandable. With this attitude, you won’t get a girlfriend. You should try to be polite to the girls. Show her your caring nature. You are such a good-looking man. Only if you give up your coldness, you can have whoever you want...”

Olivia continued prattling while Vincent concentrated on driving without saying a word.

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A man dressed in gray loungewear sat on a sofa in his bedroom, his curious gaze fixed on the laptop screen. When he saw a woman enter the bathroom, his lips curled up deviously.

Soon after, the woman started to remove her clothes one by one and made her way to the shower area. The warm water poured down her body as she turned on the shower. The water vapor caused the glass wall to become hazy.

However, the man could still see her curvy silhouette vaguely on the screen. His eyes were obscured with lust. His crotch tightened automatically. When the woman began to scrub her body with the shower gel, he removed his pants.

He tightened his hold over his erection. Slowly he began to wank.

“Oh, my darling, Natalia… You are still so hot,” he murmured, wanking harder and harder.

“Ah…” he groaned as he ejaculated.

“Natalia…” he panted, leaning back on the sofa.

Unaware that someone had installed a pinhole camera in her bathroom, Natalia took a long time in the shower.

Ding-Dong…

She turned off the shower when she heard the doorbell. After putting on a bathrobe, she came out of the bathroom.

While changing her dress, she checked the time. It was half-past ten in the afternoon. She let out a sigh, thinking that Olivia had returned before midnight.

Natalia hurried out of her room and saw Margarette opening the door. A frown progressively slipped onto her face as she noticed Olivia soaked in water.

“Olivia…” she exclaimed and descended the stairs in a hurry. “How did you get wet? Have you been outside in the rain?”

“For God’s sake, Natalia.” Olivia rolled her eyes. "Can you please stop yelling?”

Natalia wanted to chastise her, but she refrained, seeing her sloppy appearance.

“Okay… Go to your room. Change your dress and be sure to dry your hair."

“Whatever…” Olivia dashed to her room, muttering something. Sometimes she hated Natalia so much for being overprotective.

“Margarette, make some ginger tea and give it to Olivia,” Natalia commanded.

Vincent quietly marched to his room.

“And you… stop right there.”

Natalia's cold grunt stopped Vincent abruptly just as he was about to step up the stairs.

“Do you have any idea how sensitive she is?” Natalia fumed.

Vincent turned to her with grim on his face.

“You were with her,” Natalia snapped with the same coldness. “It is your responsibility to protect her. How could you let her wet in the rain?”

She looked at it from top to bottom before adding, "But it seems you enjoyed getting wet with her."

“Excuse me. First of all, she…”

“I am not interested in your explanation.” Natalia didn't give Vincent a chance to say anything. “You should have stopped her. It will be your fault if she gets sick.”

She walked past him but paused as she heard him say, “She is not a child. I can't stop her from doing anything. My responsibility is to bring her home safely. Apart from this, I have no control over what she does or doesn’t do. So don't lecture me about my responsibilities."

He hurried to his room as soon as he finished speaking.