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Chapter 88
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She should not be asking for anything more, but rather, she should let their relationship go back to square one. That was what she should do.
Nash felt everything was normal yet somewhat abnormal. Looking at her pale face, he couldn't bring himself to question too much.
Instead, he said, "Next time, don't be so reckless to run off alone. At least take your phone with you and have someone with you so I can find you immediately."
Nina bitterly smiled. What was he pretending for? Was he pretending to care about her to make up for his guilt? Should she play along with his act?
"I understand. I'll listen to you," Nina replied obediently.
Nash took a chair and sat across from her. His deep gaze scanned her several times, ensuring she had no other issues. Then he asked, "Nina, do you remember what happened that night? Nina asked uncertainly, "Which night?"
"The night I had business and got drunk," Nash said flatly, but it made Nina tense up.
Her gaze rested on Nash. It had been a while since she had asked about it. Why would he suddenly bring it up? Did he find out something? Or was he coming to interrogate her?
Nina's hand involuntarily tightened. Tentatively, she asked, "What about it?"
Nash said, "That woman from that night hasn't been found yet."
Nina's hand relaxed again. "You still remember that?"
Nash frowned. "Shouldn't I remember?"
Nina hurriedly said, "No."
After what had happened, Nina realized that Nash was merely exploiting her and she should be concerned about his suspicion falling on her.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
If he knew it was her, the conséquences would have been unimaginable. She added, "When I went to the hotel to find you that day, it was indeed that woman who came out. There was no one else. If Mr. York suspects otherwise, then I'm not sure."
"Don't you find it strange?" Nash asked again.
Nina became nervous again, avoiding his gaze, fearing that one look would give her away. What's strange about it? Of course, Mr. York knows better. If it wasn't that woman, it might be another woman who had left before her. If Mr. York wants to find her, I will diligently investigate and surely satisfy you."
She kept addressing him as “Mr. York," distancing herself from him to this extent. Moreover, she felt nothing, as if it was completely acceptable to her that he had slept with another woman. She was still willing to help him investigate.
Nash's expression turned cold, his tone icy, "You've been investigating for so long, and you haven't found anything!"
"I thought Mr. York had forgotten about it, and with work keeping me busy, it's only natural to overlook things. It's my fault for not finding her sooner,” Nina said formally.
Nash pursed his lips, displaying some displeasure. With her demeanor, it was unlikely she was involved in this.
"Fine," Nash replied coldly, "You have one month."
Nina clenched her fists, puzzled by his intense concern. "Mr. York, perhaps that woman doesn't care. Why are you so persistent?"
If he hadn't brought it up suddenly, she might have completely forgotten about it.
Nash's expression remained indifferent and his chilly gaze fixed on Nina. "How do you know what that woman is thinking?"
His interrogation immediately made Nina's heart leap into her throat.
She hurriedly explained, "If she had anything to gain from you, she would have shown up
long ago. Since she hasn't appeared for so long, perhaps she was truly drunk and didn't want you to be held responsible in a moment of irrationality."