, just like before, Nathan Moore sat on the living room sofa working on his laptop.
All morning, Olivia Zane had been observing Nathan Moore carefully, his reactions were both within expectations and a bit surprising.
Nathan's compliance with her started when he was just in his teens.
When they started dating, once she accidentally uttered a swear word, he lectured her for many days.
But today his reaction was overly calm, somehow abnormal.
"What's the matter? Is there something dirty on my face? If you keep staring, you'll poke a hole through it." Nathan Moore continued working on his computer, his expression indifferent, not even lifting his gaze, but he still felt the intense stare fixed on his face.
Caught off guard by Nathan's discovery, Olivia Zane felt a bit embarrassed but said with a laugh, "You're good-looking."
