Seeing that Nydia was eating at the table obediently, George was happy.
He was so proud before and thought his pride mattered more than anything, but later he found out he lost happiness because of it.
Now, restricting Nydia to his villa, he found he couldn't be happier.
After finishing dinner, Nydia looked up at George. "Hey, you should let me go back now, right? I can't live in your place!"
George raised his eyebrows, "Yep, we haven't been married yet. I can't cross the line. I'll send you home."
Nydia breathed a sigh of relief as she knew he was a man of his word.
...
It was getting late. Gloria didn't know what had happened to Nydia today. She was sitting at the computer in the study room and watching the design drawing.
She fixated on the computer screen, clicked the drawing occasionally and her left hand jabbed the keyboard.