Vera Xavier stared blankly at Nathaniel Nathan, suddenly feeling a warmth in her nose. She reached up to touch it, and her hand came away sticky and warm. Looking down, she saw it was blood!
She instantly felt this was utterly mortifying!
'I'm so pathetic! How could I get a nosebleed over this? It must be because I'm under the weather, definitely not because I was having lustful thoughts about him!'
She immediately bolted for the bathroom in her slippers.
Watching her flee, the corners of Nathaniel Nathan's mouth curled up. He raised an eyebrow, a faint, amused smile playing in his eyes.
In the bathroom, Vera Xavier washed the blood from her nose, berating herself for being so pathetic. 'So what if I saw a handsome man fresh from the shower? Was it really necessary to get a nosebleed?!'
