NovelEnglishEven before Nash stepped through the front door, the woman living next door dragged her to a quiet corner and told her everything that had happened.
Naturally, it was a bombshell that almost knocked Nash off his feet. "What?! Kat is pregnant, and the father is srich kid?! He drives a Maserati and looks unseemly from first glance?!" He could blow up from sheer rage as he saw the Maserati in question parked right outside his door.
Ever since his wife died, Kat was his only attachment to this world.
Why else was he so willing to prostrate himself to everything? All he wanted was for Kat to grow up in safety... only for her to get pregnant right after she becan adult! It was absolutely unacceptable, and he almost lost his mind.
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However, it was when he strode into his courtyard and realized something was wrong—a black sedan was overturned, while Frank stood impassively nearby.
Beside him, Kat was yapping excitedly about something, and it had been a while since Nash had seen her being so happy or excited about anything.
His heart clenched again, however, when he remembered what his neighbor had just told him.
"Kat, who does that car outside belong to?" Nash asked just then.
"The car outside?" Kat did a double take.
Frank composed himself just then and nodded at Nash. "It's mine. | drove it back this afternoon.” "What?" Kat gaped—Frank’s response had really caught her off guard! At the stime, Kat ran outside and saw the blue Maserati right then. She cried out in shock, "Master Lawrence! Where did you steal that from?! It's so cool. Con, let's go for a ride!" "Master. Lawrence?!" Nash was perplexed, and turned in curiosity toward Frank.
Aside from already feeling annoyed, Frank also felt guilty, so he nodded at Nash. "We're going out for a while." "Kat, what." Before Nash could finish, Kat snapped at him impatiently, "We're just going out for a ride! Don't keep pestering me, alright?!" "No, | have a question." However, Kat had already left before Nash could ask, leaping into the convertible while urging Frank to go as well.
"Mr. Lawrence, what—"
"The Turnbulls were here," Frank replied apologetically, under the impression that Nash was asking about the overturned sedan near the fencing. "Just get someone to tow it. Nash was taken aback, but pressed, "No, Mr. Lawrence. What | wanted to ask is it.
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"Can't you just give it a rest? Haven't you asked enough?!" Kat had returned pulling Frank by the arm and unable to wait a second longer.
‘Come on, Master Lawrence "Kat, our neighbor said you're..." Nash was left staring even as Frank drove off with his daughter.
"Pregnant with Mr. Lawrence's kid?" he murmured softly before sighing lengthily and chuckling self deprecatingly.Nah, he's just been here a few days. The neighbors must be talking out of their asses again.
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