Day Eight…
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Abigail blinked several times just staring at Nathan in puzzlement. But because Nathan acted so thoughtful, preparing a tea for her, Abigail gratefully accepted it and drank without question asked.
Nathan's eyes sparkled when Abigail began drinking the tea. His lips twitched, fighting a smile. 'Got you!' Nathan murmured to himself.
"Let's sit down for a while. Our chauffeur is not yet around. I asked him to do some errands for me." Nathan said as an alibi.
He went to the mini bar counter, taking a wine glass and a bottle of champagne. After opening the bottle, he poured the champagne on his glass, half-full.
"That's unfair!" Abigail complained as she watched Nathan taking a sip of his champagne. "I thought you were not going to drink tonight. And I would drink them on your behalf. Why did you just give me tea?"
"Because it's hot. And you need it." Nathan nonchalantly responded as he joined her on the long couch.
