Free Web NovelChapter 1307: Chapter 1302: I Canceled Her Household Registration for You
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Panda Eyes barked incessantly at Hannah Hargrave, but it was as if she hadn’t heard him. At this moment, her heart and eyes were filled only with Nicholas Croft. He had returned, he had come home, he’d finally decided to come back to the home that belonged to just the two of them!
Hannah Hargrave grabbed Nicholas Croft’s shirt with one hand and placed the other on his shoulder, pouting and complaining with grievance, "Nicholas, why are you so bad, coming back without giving me any notice beforehand..."
Nicholas Croft wasn’t in the mood to listen to Hannah Hargrave’s complaints. His furrowed brows emphasized his inner impatience. He placed both hands on Hannah Hargrave’s shoulders and pushed her away from his chest, "Hannah, I have things to handle, no time to chat about home." freēwebnovel.com
"Nicholas, you..." Hannah Hargrave knitted her delicate brows. She had barely slept last night, having been tormented by Harry Zachary most of the night, and had hoped to catch up on sleep upon returning home. Hearing noises from the bedroom next door, she decided to come over to take a look.
At this moment, Hannah Hargrave was wearing a rose-pink silk nightgown, styled like a bathrobe.
No makeup on her face; the two dark circles from a night of battle paired with her current hurt emotions made her seem pitiful.
Unfortunately, there was no sign of pity or heart movement in Nicholas Croft’s eyes. Before him stood a woman who was ugly and malicious.
Ignoring Hannah Hargrave’s accusatory expression, Nicholas Croft stepped past her in big strides toward the bedroom door, shouting loudly as he reached the stairs, "Aunt Wang!"
"Yes, sir, what’s the matter?" Aunt Wang, who was cleaning the room, heard Nicholas Croft calling her and quickly ran out, holding a duster in her hand, standing in the hall looking upstairs.
"Where’s the household registry in my bedroom drawer?"
Aunt Wang glanced behind Nicholas Croft. At this moment, Hannah Hargrave stood not far behind him, arms folded with a faintly gloomy look in her beautiful eyes. Aunt Wang withdrew her gaze, licked her lips, and smiled, "Sir, since you weren’t home, I gave it to the lady for safekeeping."
Aunt Wang was very shrewd; by saying this, not only did Hannah Hargrave have no excuse to blame her, but Nicholas Croft also understood what was going on.
The item left in his room, guarded by Panda Eyes to prevent others from entering, and the household staff saying it was given to the lady for safekeeping—how the household registry ended up in Hannah Hargrave’s hands was self-evident!
Seeing Nicholas Croft’s face turning noticeably colder, Aunt Wang smiled as if nothing had happened and asked, "Sir, anything else?"
"No," Nicholas Croft instructed, planning to retrieve his household registry from Hannah Hargrave. Turning around, he found Hannah Hargrave standing in the hallway behind him, arms folded, with a playful smile on her face, her earlier grievance and sadness gone.
"Where’s the household registry?" Nicholas Croft asked coldly. Hannah Hargrave chuckled lightly, walked towards him with arms folded, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Aunt Wang said she gave it to me for safekeeping."
"Give it to me!" Nicholas Croft’s voice was as cool as the emotion on his handsome face.
"What if I don’t?" Hannah Hargrave raised her eyebrows again, openly challenging him.
As their eyes met, Nicholas Croft slowly narrowed his black eyes. Ever since he found out about the car accident she had orchestrated, he knew that Hannah Hargrave was far from simple, adept at planning thoroughly before acting. Therefore, her sudden desire to keep the household registry must have some ulterior motive.
Shooting his black eyes open suddenly, he let out a cold laugh, raised his brow slightly, and slowly spat out two words, "Terms."
Hannah Hargrave took a deep breath, her raised lips revealing her pride that couldn’t be hidden. As she exhaled, she intentionally sighed softly, "I prefer trading with smart men; it’s not exhausting."
Nicholas Croft looked at her indifferently, without responding.
Hannah Hargrave tilted her head and said, "It’s not a difficult request; we’re legally married. When we first got married, you left me alone at home like a widow. Now that you’re finally back, it’s not too much to have dinner together tonight, is it?"
"Not excessive." Looking at Hannah Hargrave, Nicholas Croft’s lips curved into a cryptic smile. When Hannah Hargrave mentioned being a "widow," he almost laughed.
Getting cozy with her assistant, the videos sent by a private detective even included wild outdoor car sex; judging by the jeep’s vigorous shaking, it must have been quite intense...
What a pity, failing to capture the interior scene; otherwise, it would be nice to share such a beautiful scene with the majority of netizens.
"Deal." Hannah Hargrave snapped her fingers triumphantly.
Since she couldn’t get Nicholas Croft’s heart, trading conditions to win his body was the same.
She didn’t believe that, relying on her looks, value, and figure, how many men flocked to her, frequent trades, even if he wouldn’t fall in love with her, he’d love her body!
Watching Nicholas Croft maintain a seemingly playful gaze on her, Hannah Hargrave pondered for a moment, asking, "Should I give it to you now or tomorrow morning?"
After her words, Nicholas Croft suddenly laughed, his lips curving slyly, an attractive man smiling adding another layer of wickedness, eyebrows raising slightly, countering,
"What? Don’t trust my character?"
Nicholas Croft didn’t deny it; he intended to tease, deliberately smiling mischievously, his words deliberately drawn out.
Hannah Hargrave raised an eyebrow, lifted her arm, placing her lacquered nails on Nicholas Croft’s shoulder. His gaze fell upon them, thick lashes masking his inner disdain.
"Wait, I’ll get it for you."
Watching Hannah Hargrave’s swaying departing figure, Nicholas Croft couldn’t help but let out a cold snort.
In reality, he could have forcibly taken it back; after all, it was his domain, and searching everywhere would definitely yield the household registry.
However, he didn’t do so because he too had his agenda, just like Hannah Hargrave. Since she wanted to seduce him, then give him a "chance."
Hannah Hargrave returned to her room and soon came out, handing the household registry to Nicholas Croft.
"Here."
In their shared gaze, both exhibited profound smiles on their faces. To describe it as having hidden agendas would be most fitting.
Nicholas Croft reached out, took the household registry, instinctively opening it to check. His original registration wasn’t here, so he was the household owner on the registry. Flipping to the second page, the name that should have been was replaced by Hannah Hargrave’s, his black eyes squinted again, and Nicholas Croft showed the household registry to Hannah Hargrave.
"Where’s Lara? Why is it your name?"
Hannah Hargrave reached out and took back the household registry, her other hand lightly stroked the word "spouse," smirking, "Tang Zhu said she died, so I took care of her household deregistration for you!"
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