Chapter 391 Let's Get Married
Nina was like, "Hey, Mrs. Nelson."
Ophelia barely stepped out when she bumped into Nina.
"Well, ain't this a small world?" Ophelia muttered, looking bored, and tried to walk off.
Nina slid in front of her, blocking the way. "Not really. I came here just to find you."
Ophelia's eyebrows knitted together as she took a cautious step back. "What's your deal?"
Nina cut to the chase, "I need to talk to you, Mrs. Nelson. This place is too crowded. Can we go somewhere quieter?"
Ophelia rolled her eyes. "I don't care what you wanna say. I got stuff to do." She really didn't want to be alone with Nina.
She tried to leave, but Nina grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
Ophelia spun around. "What do you want?"
Nina stayed calm. "Mrs. Nelson, it's about Vilma. Don't you wanna know?"
"Vilma?" Ophelia's interest piqued. "Alright, spill it. What do you wanna say?"
Nina let go of her hand. "I booked a spot at a nearby café. If you got time, can we chat there? I promise it'll be worth your while."
Ophelia hesitated, then sighed. "Fine."
At the café, Nina ordered two coffees.
As soon as the waiter left, Ophelia jumped in, "Alright, what's the deal? Talk."
"No need to rush." Nina grinned. "Mrs. Nelson, try the coffee first."
Ophelia scowled. "Ms. Miller, I didn't come here for coffee. Get to the point and quit wasting my time."
Nina nodded. "Okay, straight to it. Sorry if this is forward, but are you using Teef Perfume?"
"Yeah." Ophelia looked confused. "Why?"
Nina shrugged. "No biggie. Just noticed the scent is kinda unique."
Ophelia missed the hint and lifted her chin proudly. "It's a rare brand. Not many know it. Didn't expect you to have such a sharp nose, Ms. Miller."
Nina smirked. "Mrs. Nelson, which series are you using?"
"This one's a custom blend from Vilma. You can't buy it. It's one of a kind." Ophelia eyed Nina. "Did you drag me here just to ask that?"
Nina shook her head, her face turning serious. "Mrs. Nelson, did anyone ever tell you that folks with body odor shouldn't use Teef Perfume? It can make the smell worse, and over time, it might never go away?"
"What are you talking about?" Ophelia frowned. "I don't get it."
Nina decided to be blunt. "Mrs. Nelson, honestly, the scent on you is pretty bad."
Ophelia was shocked, her face turning red. "That's ridiculous!"
Nina raised her hand and called the waiter over. "Excuse me, can you smell this lady's perfume?"
The waiter looked surprised but leaned in closer to Ophelia.
As soon as he got a whiff, his face twisted in disgust. He quickly covered his nose and stepped back.
The waiter was flustered, not knowing what to say. If he told the truth, he'd offend Ophelia. If he lied, the smell was really strong!
"What's the matter?" Ophelia's frown deepened, her eyes narrowing at the waiter. "Do I really smell that bad?"
Then she turned to Nina. "Ms. Miller, I don't know what game you're playing, but this is a low blow."
Ophelia couldn't take it anymore. She snatched her bag and bolted.
"Mrs. Nelson," Nina called out, her voice urgent. "If you trust me, can you let me take your perfume? I wanna get it checked by an expert."
Ophelia shot her a glare. "No way! Ms. Miller, I trust Vilma. She'd never hurt me."
With that, Ophelia stormed off without a backward glance.
Nina headed home first to grab some clothes. She planned to crash at Richard's place tonight.
She called Richard; he said he was at the villa.
But when Nina got to the villa, the place was dead quiet, not a single light on.
She flicked on the lights and went upstairs. Richard was on the phone in the study.
Nina waited at the door for a bit. After he hung up, she walked in. "Richard."
"You're back," Richard said, his brow furrowed tight. He tried to play it cool, but Nina wasn't dumb. She could feel his tension.
Richard was always the one in control. Nina had seen him exude confidence, but right now, she sensed his uncertainty.
Did the Black Family make some demands? Nina felt uneasy and went up to hug Richard.
Her nose was sharp, and she immediately caught the scent of blood on him. She quickly pulled back, her eyes scanning him in panic. "Are you hurt?"
Richard brushed it off. "It's nothing, just a scratch."
"Where?" Nina didn't dare touch him, just asked.
Richard pointed to his chest. "Here."
Nina's heart skipped a beat. That was where the heart was!
She raised her hand to unbutton his shirt, her fingers trembling slightly.
Richard didn't stop her. He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her face.
Nina finally unbuttoned his shirt and saw a big piece of gauze on his chest, stained with blood. Her lips trembled. "This is a scratch?"
A little more, and it would've hit his heart! This was serious, yet Richard spoke so casually.
Richard held her fingers and smiled. "Wanna count the scars on my body and see if this really is just a scratch?"
Nina's eyes trembled.
She'd been with Richard long enough to know the scars on his body. There were many, each telling the story of Richard's dark and tough past.
But this one was different. Just feeling it through the gauze made Nina's heart race.
Nina asked, "Was it the Black Family?"
"I did it myself," Richard admitted. "If I didn't, Bruno wouldn't chill out."
Nina knew in her heart that Richard did this for her.
"Why are you so stupid?" Tears welled up in Nina's eyes.
Richard cupped the back of her head, pulling her into his embrace. "Don't cry. I'm fine, aren't I?"
Richard was even smiling.
Nina couldn't stay as calm as he was. She reached out to hug him, her tears soaking his shirt.
After a few days apart, their longing for each other grew wild.
Even though Richard was hurt, it didn't stop him from performing in bed. After a few rounds, Nina was already panting, covered in a sheen of sweat.
Afterward, she lay on Richard's chest, listening to their intertwined heartbeats. "Richard, let's get married."
Richard was stunned but didn't respond.
Nina looked up at him, her fingers brushing his jaw. "I wanna marry you. You can retire and leave the Black Family. Then we'll get married, have a kid like Bella and Seb, and live a normal life."
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