Day Ninety…
At Sparks Mansion…
Nathan didn't know what he should do next. Jane lay on the bed comfortably.
'Should I let her be? But she smells like alcohol. She needs to clean herself and take a shower. Damn. I better leave her like this. I don't want to babysit this woman further.'
Nathan was about to leave when Jane lazily moved, taking her clothes off. His eyes widened in shock.
'Am I invisible to her?! I'm still here in front of her.' Nathan complained inwardly.
Jane opened her eyes and her gaze fell on Nathan.
"Help me remove my clothes," she requested with her pleading eyes.
Nathan subconsciously blushed when he heard that request.
"I'm not your personal maid," he spat back, hiding his embarrassment.
"Please, gorgeous. I need to clean up myself." Jane sat up and raised her arms above her head, waiting for Nathan to take her shirt off her.
