Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 139: Little Ancestor, You Were the One Who Blocked Me

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Little Ancestor, You Were the One Who Blocked Me

Until Zane Thorne walked up to her, and she smelled the familiar scent on him, Natalie Vaughn only then felt it wasn’t a dream, only then felt a sense of reality.

The man she had just been cursing in her heart who was supposed to be far away in Astra City was now standing right in front of her, Natalie’s nose tingled slightly, wanting to speak but her throat seemed blocked.

"What, haven’t seen me for a few days and you don’t recognize me?"

The familiar tone, the familiar voice, made Natalie even more deeply feel that Zane Thorne had really come to her side, on her birthday.

Tonight, he was wearing a black sweater, a jacket, his neck was bare, revealing his sexy Adam’s apple and neat, handsome jawline.

Natalie still sat in her chair, looking up at the man in front of her, dumbfounded wanting to ask a question.

"Why did you come?"

Zane snorted lightly, eyes lowered, looking at Natalie, seemingly in protest.

"Wife blocked me, so I had no choice but to come over."

Natalie blinked, dodging the serious topic.

"You’re out of the hospital?"

Zane slightly narrowed his eyes, stared at Natalie for a long time, and suddenly pinched her face, she indeed lost quite a bit of weight.

How, in just over ten days since he went back, did she lose so much weight.

His hand moved downward, pinching Natalie’s chin.

"Natalie Vaughn, you’re quite capable, you’re the first one who dared to block me."

Blocked for so long and not just once, but even twice.

Natalie didn’t like this posture, turned her head to break free from his hand.

"What are you doing now? Coming to settle accounts with me?"

Listening to Natalie’s words, Zane felt discomfort. This little girl clearly knew why he came yet insisted on arguing.

He stretched out his leg to hook a chair over, Zane sat down, glanced at the stuff on the table, hotpot skewers, longevity noodles, pretty complete.

As if saying she’s doing quite well alone. Only him working overtime until late every night thinking about this little heartless girl; as soon as he got out of the hospital and finished dealing with work, he hurried over, waiting at the hotel for a long time only to find out she went out with Quentin Donovan.

Thinking she would be back by one, but waited two more hours, until two o’clock without seeing her shadow, then later knew she came to this little stall again.

Unable to wait, he came over, seeing the little girl sitting here lonely, pretty pitiful, yet the words coming out of her mouth were unpleasant to hear.

Zane reached out to grab a skewer, but before he could move, Natalie suddenly frowned, reached out and slapped his hand.

"Just out of the hospital and eating this stuff, planning to go back to the hospital for a few days?"

The man turned his head to see Natalie frowning, looking serious, suddenly smiled meaningfully and put the skewer into Natalie’s bowl.

"What will I eat without a bowl?"

Natalie: ...

"Caring for me?"

Natalie: ...

"Oh, I know, this is called ’careless when concerned’."

Natalie angrily scraped off the meat from the skewer, she hadn’t ordered anything light, unable to stuff anything good into Zane’s mouth.

"Just shut up."

The man tutted, placing his hand on the table, knocking a few times absentmindedly, Natalie looked over upon hearing the sound, only to find the veins on his hand seemed even more pronounced.

Expression slightly changed, Natalie reached out her hand.

"Hand."

Zane glanced at her, not understanding her intention, so Natalie simply reached out to hold Zane’s hand. After feeling it several times, Natalie confirmed she hadn’t seen wrong, Zane had lost weight.

Seems like staying in the hospital for a few days, he had lost quite a bit.

Zane didn’t understand Natalie’s intention, thought she was craving his hand, after all, whenever they were together, most of the time Natalie would play with his hand, sometimes consciously, sometimes unconsciously.

The man never understood what’s good about his hands from the start, but since Natalie liked them, he let her touch them.

Once Natalie’s movements stopped, Zane raised an eyebrow.

"Done feeling?"

Natalie’s expression was serious and solemn, carefully examining Zane. Not only his hands, but his face was also thinner, more sharply defined; under his eyes were faint dark circles where fatigue couldn’t be hidden. Angelica said he was discharged just this afternoon, went to the company for meetings and hurried over?

Yet his hair was obviously styled, his clothes were tidy, clearly so tired but still freshening up just to see her.

Seeing Natalie staring at him silent, the smile at the corner of Zane’s mouth gradually faded, thinking Natalie was still angry, he reached out to hold her hand.

"What’s wrong? Still upset? That night was my fault, I didn’t mean that, just worried about you. If you don’t like the bodyguards..."

The man paused, his brows slightly furrowed.

"I’ll make them keep their distance from you, your safety is still the most important, hmm?"

Seeing Natalie without response, Zane squeezed her hand again.

This little girl was really quite stubborn when truly angry, so many days without contact, could only hear her daily life from Vivi. He had never tasted this feeling before, but after meeting Natalie, she let him experience much. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Bickering, arguing, getting blocked, then uncontrollably missing her.

This little girl has a magic that makes him addicted to her. Wanting to see her mischievous eyes, wanting to see her playing tricks, wanting to see her acting cute, wanting to see her occasionally flirting seductively.

Want to see various Natalies.

It was probably his pampering gaze and tone that made Natalie vulnerable, her nose tingled slightly again, suddenly regretting her coyness a few days ago, he was in the hospital alone, had to manage company matters, how pitiful. Yet even so, he had to be blocked by her, ignored.

"You’ve lost weight."

Natalie’s sudden remark surprised Zane, surprise quickly turning into joy.

He squeezed Natalie’s hand, moved closer and asked softly.

"Heartache?"

Natalie said nothing, but her incredibly beautiful eyes spoke volumes, no need for words, Zane understood her meaning.

He leaned closer, asked again.

"Miss me?"

Natalie’s eyelashes trembled slightly, nose tingling, unable to speak, afraid that upon uttering a word, she’d be unable to stop the tears. Strange, she’s not someone who cries often, such trivial matters weren’t worth the tears. But as Zane, who rushed overnight, leaned close asking softly, the urge to cry became intensely strong.

Wanting him, she wanted him desperately, knowing he’s in the hospital, missing him while worrying. Throughout those days, whenever free, she called Seraphina.

Without waiting for Natalie’s answer, the man wasn’t in haste. He reached out to cup her face, kissed her lips firmly yet restrained.

"I missed you very much."

Natalie finally broke, her words carrying a faint tearful tone as she complained, reaching out to pound Zane’s chest.

"Then why didn’t you call me?"

Zane was stunned, eyes full of helplessness.

"Little ancestor, you blocked me."

"Couldn’t you use another phone to call me?"

Zane: ...

Seems like that’s the logic.

"Would if I called using another phone you not block me?"

Natalie snorted haughtily.

"Still block."

Zane: ...

"Then buy a few more numbers, one after another, I might be too lazy to block them all."

Men’s expression flickered, realizing such an operation is possible.

"Hmm, my mistake, hadn’t thought of that, so not angry now?"

Natalie suddenly leaned forward, viciously bit the man’s lips, then like a little cat, licked them.

"Not angry."

Wasn’t angry anymore long ago.