Chapter 85 Did You Miss Me?
The car slowly drove away from the Nash family estate, and Eula looked back at the magnificent manor. It was her first visit here, and she was still shocked by the luxury of the Nash family.
In fact, she herself came from a wealthy family, so she was used to luxury. However, the scale of the Nash family's old house and its architecture were something that the Lowe family couldn't compare with.
She turned her head to look outside, where the flowers in the garden were blooming. There were fresh flowers even in winter, which clearly showed Grandma Nash's style.
Eula squinted and smiled slightly. Grandma Nash was truly romantic and knew how to enjoy life.
Judson leaned back in his seat, his long fingers tapping gently on the armrest, then suddenly asked a question.
"Have you guys had dinner yet at this time?"
He had planned to go to her house for dinner, but there were three children at home, and at this point, they must have already eaten.
Eula glanced at the time; it was already half-past seven in the evening, they definitely had eaten.
"Yes," she replied softly, and Judson spoke to the driver.
"Go to Ash and Dine."
The driver responded, "Okay, Sir."
Judson then closed his eyes, "Miss Lowe, I have a headache, give me a massage."
Eula turned to look at him leaning in the seat, his face showing signs of fatigue.
He had just gotten off the plane and come to the Nash family estate. She didn't even know where he had come back from or how long he had been on the plane. It was very normal for him to be tired.
Judson muttered to himself.
"I went on a business trip, haven't slept for three days straight, and then sat on a plane for more than ten hours. My head really hurts."
Eula thought about the high salary she was getting from him, so she accepted it.
He worked so hard for The Nash Group, and as a part of The Nash Group, she naturally had to work for the president.
She turned around, knelt on the seat, and started massaging him.
Suddenly, Judson pulled her into his lap.
Eula was startled and wanted to jump away, but seeing that he had let go after pulling her over and even closed his eyes, she found this position more convenient for massaging.
So she continued to massage his head.
Judson's breath was filled with her sweet scent. He hadn't smelled it for a week, and he felt like he was becoming addicted.
Especially when he was tired and irritable, smelling it and teasing her would make his mood much better, and he would feel much more spirited.
He suddenly raised his hand and pulled her into his embrace. Eula tried to push herself up, but he wouldn't allow it, holding her delicate face.
"Don't move."
Eula was at her wit's end; he was constantly overstepping his boundaries with her.
Yet, for the sake of her job, she bit her tongue and kept her anger to herself!
Judson buried his head in her neck, and at this moment, he felt particularly at peace.
"Eula, did you miss me these past few days?"
He had missed her every day, and he did not like this feeling.
He had never been so concerned about anything, nor had he ever missed any woman like this, so he was annoyed.
He didn't want to fall into the hands of this woman.
Eula dared not move. She quietly leaned in his arms, listening to his heartbeat and thinking about how to answer him so that he wouldn't get angry.
"Judson, you haven't been to the office, and I've been worried about you every day."
Judson laughed, knowing it was impossible for her to say she missed him, but worrying was also good.
He tightened his grip with his hand and let out a long sigh.
"My grandfather wants me to marry Kristina."
