Free Web NovelChapter 301: Chapter 300: The More You Spoil a Woman, the Bolder She Gets
Nathan Foster looked at her; she only left him with the back of her head. No matter what he said to her at this time, she probably wouldn’t pay attention to him.
"South Grant, talk to me for a bit."
"I’m busy."
"You don’t need to respond, you just need to listen."
"My ears are busy."
Busy ears...
How much disdain would it take to say that her ears are busy? Nathan stretched out his long arm, pulling her over to face him.
"No wonder people say you can’t spoil women; the more you spoil them, the more cheeky they get. You’ve gotten bold now, daring to show me that attitude."
South Grant heard his words and immediately shot back.
"You can’t indulge men; the more you indulge them, the more they act like jerks!"
At that moment, their eyes met, especially South Grant’s, staring angrily at Nathan Foster.
Just a moment ago, Nathan was still angry, but now he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
South Grant originally didn’t want to laugh; she was still mad at Nathan Foster. But for some reason, when she saw Nathan laughing, she couldn’t help herself either.
"What are you laughing at? I’m not over it yet!"
Nathan Foster knew she wasn’t truly mad at him; it was because he hid that person’s identity from her.
At this moment, Nathan lifted his head, gently cupped her pale face.
"Don’t worry, something like this won’t happen again."
"Nathan Foster, you still don’t get it. I’m not mad about why you couldn’t protect me; I’m mad about why you hid who that person is from me?"
"I know."
"You know that I’m mad about this, yet you still hide it from me. Just how important is that person?" South Grant thought of this, and her anger flared up again.
"It’s not that she’s important; it’s that you’re important. South, when you don’t have enough power to protect yourself, there are many things better left unknown. However, I can promise you that someday I will tell you everything."
Listening to Nathan Foster’s words, South Grant’s anger subsided considerably.
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"Trusting a man’s promise is like believing in ghosts."
Whether it was real anger or fake anger, Nathan could still tell. He could see that South Grant’s fury had significantly decreased.
"Alright then, if you won’t tell me who she is, can you at least tell me why she kidnapped me?" South Grant asked with a different approach.
Nathan hesitated at this point. Seeing his hesitation, South Grant promptly said:
"If you don’t tell me, I really won’t speak to you again."
Nathan remained silent, and South Grant also stayed quiet, just waiting for him.
After a good while, Nathan finally spoke.
His voice was deep, as if recalling an extremely painful memory.
"When I was about five years old, I had a very good playmate. She was the daughter of my aunt who cared for me from a young age. At that age, children don’t see gender; they just want to share their favorite things with those they play well with."
When Nathan said this, his gaze was deep, revealing a look of pain.
He was five, which was over 20 years ago. For Nathan to remember it to this day shows how deeply it was etched in his memory.
Hearing him talk about that little girl, South Grant, although knowing that at that age, there was no romance between them, still felt like something of hers had been moved beforehand.
This feeling was especially unpleasant.
"And then? What did you share with your little childhood sweetheart?"
