Chapter 74: Workaholic Nathaniel
The door creaked open, and a servant from the mansion stepped in, holding a lunchbox. He gave a polite nod toward Nathaniel.
"Sir...I brought lunch for you."
Nathaniel gestured silently to the side table, and the man placed the box down before quietly exiting, leaving them alone again.
Nathaniel walked over, opened the box—an avocado rice bowl and a serving of vegetable soup. He picked up the soup, returned to Zara’s side, and sat down next to her.
"Let’s eat," he said, lifting a spoonful and holding it out.
But Zara turned her face away. "I don’t like vegetable soup," she muttered stubbornly, still annoyed.
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes slightly. He could tell she was being difficult, clearly still upset about the earlier outburst. But he wasn’t in the mood to argue.
Instead, he calmly took a spoonful of soup, placed it in his own mouth, then leaned forward, gripping her jaw and tilting her face toward him. Before she could react, he pressed his lips against hers, transferring the warm soup into her mouth.
Zara froze, her eyes flying wide open in shock. Her body stiffened. Then she tried to pull back, but he held her still, leaving her no choice but to swallow.
Her cheeks turned bright red.
He finally pulled away, wiping his mouth with his thumb, his gaze locked onto her stunned expression.