Chapter 53 Do You Miss Me?
The car slowly left the Nash family home, and Eula looked at the huge mansion, it was her first time here, and she was still amazed by the luxury of the Nash family, even though she was also born into a wealthy family, so she was used to luxury.
But the area of the Nash family's old mansion, as well as the buildings, were incomparable to the Lowe family.
She turned her head and looked outside, seeing flowers blooming in the flowerbeds. Even in winter, there were fresh flowers. It was clear that this was Grandma Nash's doing.
Eula narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled. Grandma Nash was truly romantic and knew how to enjoy life.
Judson leaned back in his seat, tapping the armrest lightly with his long fingers, and suddenly asked a question.
"At this hour, has your family already eaten?"
Originally, they had planned to eat at her house, but with three children at home, it was likely they had eaten by now.
Eula looked at the time, it was already 7:30, they must have eaten.
"Yes!"
She responded lightly, and Judson said something to the driver.
"Go to Ash and Dine."
The driver acknowledged, "All right, Sir."
Judson closed his eyes and said, "Miss Lowe, I have a headache. Can you massage me?"
Only then did Eula turn her head to look at him, seeing the fatigue between his brows as he leaned in the seat.
He had just gotten off the plane and came straight to his family's old mansion. She didn't know where he came from or how long he had been on the plane, so it was understandable for him to be tired.
Judson noticed that she hadn't moved, so he said to himself, "I went on a business trip and haven't slept for three consecutive days. Then I sat on a plane for over ten hours. My head really hurts."
Thinking about the high salary she was receiving from him, Eula agreed.
He worked so hard, all for The Nash Group, and she was a part of The Nash Group, so naturally she should share his worries.
She turned around and half-knelt on the chair, reaching out to massage his head.
Suddenly, Judson picked her up and held her between his legs.
Eula was startled and wanted to jump away, but seeing that he had embraced her, she let go and even closed her eyes.
At this moment, it was more convenient to massage with this position.
So she didn't jump away and continued to massage his head.
Judson's every breath was filled with her sweet scent. Not having smelled it for a week, he felt like he was addicted to it.
Especially when he was tired and frustrated, a whiff of it and some bickering with her would improve his mood and make him feel much better.
He suddenly lifted his hand and pulled her into his embrace. Eula wanted to sit up, but he didn't allow it, firmly holding her delicate face.
"Don't move.”
Eula was going crazy. This guy always took advantage of her. But for the sake of this job, she dared not voice her anger!
Judson buried his head in her neck, feeling exceptionally peaceful. His heart calmed down as well.
"Eula, have you been missing me these past few days?"
He thought about her every day, almost driving himself insane. It was an unpleasant feeling. He had never been so concerned about anything or missed any woman this much, so he was not happy about it. He didn't want to fall into this woman's hands.
Eula didn't dare move, quietly leaning against his embrace, listening to his heartbeat as she pondered how to respond without making him angry.
"Judson, you didn't come to the company, and I worried about you every day."
She thought something happened to him, or that he had died at home, just like that.
Judson chuckled, knowing that it was impossible for her to say that she missed him. It was good that she worried, though. His large hand tightened and he let out a long sigh.
"My grandfather wants me to marry Kristina."
