Trouble in Paradise



Chapter 0625

Nicholas said, "It's you who insisted I get checked. You've got to help me, right?"

He pushed me into the examination room and pinned me against the door, locking it with a swift motion.

His bold move left me drenched in cold sweat. 'Are you crazy? There are still people around!"

How could he do this in a public place? Reflexively, I began to struggle.

My lips tightened in tension as I shot him a glare. 'Find someone else to help! A doctor, maybe! Why me? Let me go!"

Nicholas caught my hands and intertwined our fingers, pinning them above my head. His low chuckle carried a hint of mischief.

"Take a good look. Do you see anyone else here?"

I froze, the words hitting me like a lightning bolt on a sunny day.

Standing on tiptoes, I peeked over his shoulder. The desk where the doctor should've been was completely empty. There wasn't a soul in sight.

Each examination room had a similar setup. After accompanying Tabitha to so many rooms today, I immediately noticed what made this one different.

The spot where the couch should've been was replaced by a large bed. Even the usually dark TV opposite the couch was surprisingly switched on.

I shouldn't have looked. The moment I did, my face burned.

The paused screen wasn't just anything. It was a scene from one of those infamous "romantic films". The paused moment was right in the middle of a heated, entangled love scene.

The overwhelming flashes of bare skin on the screen sent my thoughts spiraling back to years ago. Back then, Nicholas and I had just started exploring each other's boundaries and desires.

He had whispered in my ear countless times before, "I've heard that watching and learning from others can immerse you in a sea of knowledge and bring unparalleled joy.."

I still remembered how alluring his voice had been back then.

He'd even turned on the projector in his office. But I panicked the moment I saw what was playing. I had no choice but to plead with him to turn it off.

"Nicholas, turn it off...

I curled into his arms, shutting my eyes tightly. My voice trembled just like it had back then.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When I said those words before, they were filled with playful affection. But now, saying them felt utterly shameful, even if it was just a reflex.

A large hand slid to my waist, the warmth of his touch pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts.

"Ariana, open your eyes and look at this."

He opened his hand, revealing a transparent bag dangling from his palm. Inside was a small cup and a few tissues. So this was the test? It was so straightforward.

I stared at him, his amused expression making my scalp tingle.

"I didn't know the test worked like this. I thought checking for depression-related genes would involve something sophisticated, not this. And the doctor took so long to prepare!"

Who knew they'd prepared a bed and something like that on the TV?

I gave Nicholas a push, but he didn't budge. Frustrated, I blurted out, "Step back, will you?"

He ignored me entirely, fiddling with the small cup in the bag. "This looks like it can hold quite a bit."

Then, without warning, he pressed the bag into my hand. "Ariana, help me out. Otherwise, I won't be able to fill it."