CHAPTER 355: 351, THIS WOMAN, RELIES ON HER OWN FAVOR

"Nathan Moore, please, could you drive slower? I am scared, really scared..."

Hardeness proving futile, Titus Zane could only plead softly. She had figured it out; this man just wanted to scare her.

Yet, even though she knew he was trying to scare her, she had no choice but to beg for mercy. She had just eaten a bowl of noodles, not yet digested, and now, her stomach was already in turmoil, seeming ready to erupt within minutes.

She didn’t want to lose face.

"You’re begging me?" The man turned his face towards her again, a smirk that was rather annoying.

Titus Zane nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I am begging you, Nathan Moore, please drive slower, I beg you to drive slower."

Titus Zane’s submission seemed to please Nathan Moore, who turned back and spoke in an unhurried tone, contrasting with the speedy drive.

"Keep begging, and I might consider it."

Titus Zane...

Knowing full-well this man was toying with her, but what could she do? Her stomach truly felt like a turbulent river, on the verge of overflowing!

She spoke, doing her best to pinch her voice soft and gentle.

"Nathan Moore... please, slow down, will you please~~" To match her tone, Titus Zane even exaggeratedly grabbed Nathan Moore’s arm, gently shaking it.

Having said that, she felt disgusted with herself.

Nathan Moore curled his lip, but from his profile, it seemed to be effective.

"Hmm, not bad, continue!"

Titus Zane...

Without even thinking, she raised her hand and punched him again.

"Hmm?" Nathan Moore glanced over with a cold stare, and the car, which had been slowing down, suddenly shot forward again.

With an "Ah..." of alarm, Titus Zane’s attitude softened again, "Nathan Moore, I was wrong, please slow down, drive slower..."

While speaking, her other hand was already pressed to her lips, tightly sealed, not wanting to embarrass herself, but that sensation in her stomach was rising to her throat.

Glancing over and noticing Titus Zane’s distress, Nathan Moore abruptly stopped the sedan by the roadside. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, the woman in the passenger seat quickly pushed the door open and dashed out, not caring about maintaining any sense of decorum, squatting by the roadside and vomiting repeatedly.

Nathan Moore...

His handsome face instantly darkened.

This woman, she must have been relying on his care and affection for her, which is why she dared to disregard her own image so much.

First, she got his hand all snotty, and now she was vomiting right before his eyes.

This was truly the lowest of the low.

What was infuriating was that he should find it repugnant, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to feel that way.

After vomiting everything in her stomach, Titus Zane took a long time to collect herself before she came back, leaning on the car door for support, breathing weakly, "Nathan Moore, could you get me a bottle of water?"

"No!" his reply was disdainful, but his well-defined hand reached into the glove compartment of the passenger side, pulling out a bottle of chewing gum and tossing it in front of Titus Zane with an unpleasant attitude.

"Chew this first!"

Titus Zane caught it in a fluster, sat back down in the passenger seat, her fingers trembling slightly as she opened the lid.

"Troublesome!" With another impatient remark, Nathan Moore’s distinct fingers reached over, took the bottle of chewing gum, unscrewed the lid, poured out two pieces, and forcefully stuffed them into Titus Zane’s mouth.

The light mint flavor spread in her mouth, soothing the discomfort in her stomach. Titus Zane leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, and placed a hand on her chest, breathing heavily.

"Silly woman!" Three more words of disdain, yet Nathan Moore leaned over, closed the passenger door, and the car started moving again, though at a slower pace this time.