Chapitre 617: Nathan's Feelings

Day Seventy…

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In the dimly lit study room, Nathan sat lazily, troubled by a train of thoughts. The soft glow of a desk lamp cast a warm pool of light over his wooden desk, where an array of scattered papers and a half-finished cup of cold coffee bore witness to his absorbed contemplation.

After a while, he leaned back in his well-worn leather chair, his fingers interlaced beneath his chin, forming a contemplative steeple. His brow furrowed as his gaze remained fixed, yet unfocused, on the shelves lined with books that surrounded him. 

Deep lines etched his forehead, a gloomy look could be seen in his blue eyes. The subtle rise and fall of Nathan's chest were the only indications of life in the stillness of the room. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there as he was lost in the complexities of his inner world. A certain woman continued to mess with his mind– Jane Hiroshi!