Nathan Moore gently lifted Olivia Zane into the passenger seat, folded the wheelchair, and placed it in the trunk.
Now, there was also a pair of crutches added inside.
Under the watchful eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Julian Zane, he entered the driver's seat, started the powerful engine of the Land Rover, and slowly drove away.
To save time, Nathan came straight from the office and hadn't had time for dinner yet.
His dark eyes focused on the road ahead, his handsome face devoid of any superfluous expression.
"Nathan, have you been very busy lately?" From the passenger seat Olivia initiated a conversation, looking at the man's profile. Perhaps due to some weight loss, his chiseled features seemed even more pronounced, and his contours more sculptural than before.
"Yeah, I just came from the office and I have a business trip tomorrow."
Olivia Zane...
Suddenly felt somewhat capricious. He was already so busy, and here she was, still asking him to come pick her up.
