Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 428: Chapter 427: Affection Grows Over Time

South Grant bit down and then let go, capturing Nathan Foster’s lips, and slowly sucking like a baby.

Watching Nathan Foster’s restrained expression gradually break down, South Grant released him, then snorted and said to Nathan:

"Why did I stay by your side initially? You know it clearly. And why you kept me close, I also know clearly. At first, you wanted the USB drive, and I wanted to figure out what happened with my parents back then. We both had our own motives, so why are you angry?"

As South Grant spoke, his temper flared, recalling Nathan’s beast-like demeanor earlier, still feeling a surge of irritation.

Seeing his lower lip skinned from her biting, she couldn’t bear to bite him further, so she bit his chest, leaving a neat row of teeth marks.

Seeing the marks, South Grant felt much relieved.

"People gradually develop feelings over time, which is why there’s a phrase for it. I hadn’t finished speaking, yet you got angry."

Nathan Foster was angry because South Grant said she stayed for other reasons, so she never thought of Nathan when she had difficulties.

Because he was never in her heart, she wouldn’t think of him.

Such thoughts made Nathan Foster lose his reason.

Now, coming to his senses, he looked at the person in his arms speaking, with a mix of anger and playful indignation.

Now finally realizing that South Grant was changing.

The South Grant who first arrived beside him would never say such words.

Nathan Foster genuinely felt that his IQ had regressed to that of a three-year-old just now.

No wonder people often say that in love, men’s IQ is negative. Thinking back, it seems he had indeed been a bit irrational.

Looking at her now, all the unpleasant emotions in Nathan’s eyes had dissipated.

He lowered his gaze to the bite marks on his chest left by South Grant, then said ambiguously:

"Yes, feelings grow over time."

After speaking, Nathan Foster ruffled South Grant’s hair and added, "Go to sleep quickly, there’s still stuff to do tomorrow."

South Grant looked at Nathan Foster totally perplexed.

A moment ago it was loud thunder and heavy rain, now it’s a gentle breeze and warm sunshine.

She couldn’t help but sigh, men, truly are complicated creatures.

As South Grant was about to sleep, she suddenly remembered something.

"Do you remember the first time we met at the bar? That day you let me leave, how did you deal with the drug afterwards?"

South Grant remembered from a past life, the drug he took was extremely potent.

The whole night went on countless times, and South Grant eventually passed out, yet he continued.

If Nathan Foster dared to create romantic troubles on that day, even under drug influence, South Grant would certainly settle it with him.

"Naturally it was resolved physiologically, didn’t you know hotels provide for such needs?" Nathan Foster’s lips curled into a mischievous smile.

Upon hearing this, South Grant realized it was true. Previously she hadn’t cared about these details and never asked.

Now, asking about it, she wasn’t surprised to find it really was about her being the unlucky one in the past.

This time he let her go, surely there would be someone else.

Thinking about it brought an indescribable discomfort to South Grant’s heart, as if a giant stone pressed heavily upon her.

South Grant lifted the blanket to leave, but Nathan Foster hugged her from behind, pressing her back onto the bed.

"Let go of me, you dirty and smelly man!" Just thinking of his mouth kissing others, now kissing her, made South Grant feel nauseated.

"Just teasing," Nathan Foster said and laughed heartily.

"I don’t believe you! Back then even if you were given a dog, you’d be able to go on, claiming you held out all night— I don’t believe a single word!"