Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 72: With a Beauty Beside Me, How Could I Remain Unmoved?
Natalie Vaughn hadn’t sparred with Zane Thorne, but she knew that if she fought him, she wouldn’t stand a chance. If this man wanted, he could easily overpower her.
But she wasn’t a coward, she couldn’t just surrender without a fight whenever she met someone stronger than herself.
Throwing caution to the wind, Natalie put her hands on her hips, righteously indignant.
"Zane, is this all the tolerance you have? I just said you couldn’t do it, didn’t I?"
The man squinted dangerously, looking at Natalie’s stance, and pressed his tongue against his cheek.
Did he lack tolerance?
What man could stand his wife saying he couldn’t do it? Besides, they hadn’t even tried yet, and she kept babbling nonsense.
"Just said I couldn’t do it?"
Zane sneered.
"Then if I said you have no chest and no butt, would you be mad?"
Natalie: ...
"Where am I lacking a chest and butt?"
Saying this, she instinctively straightened up and looked down at herself.
Though not very big, she definitely had some assets, okay!
This little move didn’t escape Zane’s notice. Even though he was still angry, that simple gesture from Natalie dissipated more than half of it.
Even Zane was surprised. He wasn’t a man known for a good temper, but in Natalie’s presence, any anger he felt could be quietly resolved.
"Then where am I lacking?"
Natalie blinked, her guilty eyes flickering to Zane’s leg.
Zane’s tone... made her a little unsure.
"You fell asleep so quickly last night..."
Asking this question made Natalie feel a bit uneasy. If Zane didn’t have a problem, then it would mean she wasn’t very captivating to him, wouldn’t it?
But if she didn’t ask, it would waste all the distress of last night and the mental energy spent on that dream.
Zane was momentarily stunned.
His tightly knit brows relaxed, the depth in his eyes cleared, and a smile tugged at his lips.
"So, you started doubting my ability just because I fell asleep indifferently with you beside me?"
Natalie wrinkled her nose, pursing her lips.
"It can’t be my problem, right?"
In the past, Natalie would always say this with confidence, but this time with a hint of uncertainty.
After all, she used to rely on her over twenty years of assured charm in front of Zane, only to get his brutally honest remarks.
This man, Zane, was unpredictable. Could it be he wasn’t into her type? Did he prefer the long-legged, slender-waist girl group types?
It shouldn’t be. Her waist was slim, her legs were long, the only difference might be that her face wasn’t particularly sexy.
Zane observed the subtle changes in Natalie’s expressions and eye movements, finding them increasingly adorable.
No wonder she would think so. It couldn’t possibly be her problem, how could it be?
"Go check the fridge."
"Hmm?"
Natalie frowned.
"What’s there to see in the fridge?"
The man slightly raised his chin.
"Don’t you want to know the answer?"
The answer was in the fridge?
Natalie gave Zane several puzzled looks before walking to the fridge, opening the door, and searching for a while.
"Where’s the answer?"
The man followed, folding his arms across his chest and leaning against the wall.
"Didn’t notice anything unusual?"
Natalie furrowed her brows and continued looking. Her fridge was mostly a storage space for milk and fruit, the fruit had been eaten, the milk almost finished, the only difference was...
The water supply had significantly reduced.
Natalie widened her eyes slightly and took out a bottle of water.
"This is your answer?"
Zane nodded faintly without explaining, just to see how smart Natalie really was.
Not letting down his expectations, Natalie quickly found the answer.
She thought of Zane’s first night staying over, when he went downstairs for cold water before bed after seeing her body in the bathroom.
So, he drank water that night to cool down.
And last night, Natalie studied the remaining water carefully, unsure of the exact number but guessing more than three bottles were gone.
Quite surprised.
According to Zane’s implication, he wasn’t lacking, he had gone downstairs to drink several bottles of cold water to suppress his body’s heat?
Then what did she do last night?
Natalie squinted her eyes, trying to recall.
She remembered.
She had only trimmed his eyebrows and given him a quick kiss on the forehead. It turned out Zane’s unusual behavior was because of that.
Natalie raised her eyebrows happily, her eyes curving as she turned to smile sweetly at the man next to her.
"So your self-control is that bad, huh."
Natalie paused.
"Tsk, no, I should say my charm is great."
Saying this, her smile grew wider. Such a man as Zane, she could conquer him with just a simple kiss.
The man saw how quickly the expression on the little lady’s face changed and chuckled, unable to resist patting her head a few times.
"Still think I’m lacking... still think you’re lacking in charm?"
Natalie swatted his hand away, rolling her eyes.
"I said it couldn’t be my problem! Then why did you fall asleep so quickly?"
With a beauty beside him, how could he remain indifferent?
For once, Zane was unwilling to directly face the question, diverting his eyes away from Natalie.
Indeed, with a beauty beside him, how could he remain indifferent?
He just had to avoid looking at her much to keep suppressed desires at bay.
Of course, Zane wouldn’t openly tell Natalie that.
"Think about it yourself."
Leaving this line, Zane returned to the sofa, picking up the remote to change the channel.
Natalie quickly stopped him.
"No, watch some more."
Saying that, she followed him, snatching the remote from his hand and turning up the volume.
The channel changed to another girl group’s performance, but compared to the previous stage, it was much cooler and more subdued.
When the camera panned over a figure, Natalie immediately patted Zane on the shoulder.
"Look, the one with a decent figure and a good ranking too."
Zane lazily lifted an eyelid to look, finding it uninteresting, and returned his gaze to Natalie, suddenly saying.
"What’s there to care about?"
Natalie rolled her eyes, lifting her chin proudly.
"Care about what?"
Zane didn’t speak, but his gaze skimmed from Natalie’s chest, down to her slim waist, and finally to her crossed legs.
Natalie: ...
This dog of a man just couldn’t restrain himself.
"There’s no way, when my future husband praises other women’s bodies in front of me, saying I have no chest and no butt, can I not care?"
The man let out a chuckle from his chest, wrapping an imaginary arm around Natalie’s waist, mischievously patting her on it.
"You’re just right like this."
One less means too skinny, one more means a burden.
Seeing Zane truly had no interest in girl group performances, he probably said that earlier just to see her reaction.
Natalie couldn’t help but poke his chest.
"Do you really sleep at this time at home?"
"Mm."
The man had probably gotten up too early, lacking energy, his voice was lazy.
"Then why are you up so early?"
"You’d have to ask yourself that."
Natalie: ????????
What’s it got to do with her now?
However, Natalie had no further chance to ask because the man had already rested his head on her legs, closing his eyes to nap.
Natalie: ...
Half a minute later, Natalie pressed the mute button again, silently watching the girl group’s performance.
