Chapter 560 Jealous

"Are you going back to him then?" A cold voice ripped through the living room.

The warm and peaceful atmosphere they had shared was gone in an instant. Nathan immediately entered the room, looking like a hunter about to get his next prey. Mandy froze.

She blinked. It was clear she didn't mean that, so why would he interpret it as such?

He stared at her, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

"Nathan, why are you here?" Nacy furrowed her eyebrows, wanting to distract him.

She knew that a war between the couple was about to break out. She had always known that Nathan was incredibly jealous when it came to his love.

"I came to see you. Have you decided yet?" Nathan sat beside Nacy. Gone was the coldness in his gaze. Instead, it was replaced with concern and love for his cousin.

Nacy laughed. "I swear you and Mandy are like peas in a pod. She also came here to persuade me. Even if I don't want this child, I'm a hundred percent sure both of you can make me change my mind in an instant."

"Does that mean you want to keep the baby?"

Nacy nodded quickly. "Yes, of course."

Nathan's face softened a bit upon hearing her say that. "That's good."

As soon as he turned, he grabbed Mandy's wrist and pulled her up to his chest. At his glance, she turned cold all over. Although he was just two years older than her, he always looked more experienced than all the men she had ever met. He was definitely more domineering than all the busines

"You followed me?" Mandy clenched her jaw.

"I didn't need to. There are groups of reporters who have been following you ever since your press conference. They could've taken your photos. If those spreads again, your reputation will be ruined. Don't you understand?" he demanded as his fingers ran down her locks.

"I'm not a star, so I don't care about them. The worst case scenario is that I quit my job as a pianist. Where the hell is my privacy?" Mandy reddened at the thought of those reporters following her around everywhere. 'Don't they have anyone better to trail behind?' she wondered.

"You may not need to care about that," he started. The look in his eyes was becoming far more frightening as his chest rumbled. "But you're my wife now. I don't want you thinking about another man."

"He's in the hospital, and I visited him. Is there a problem with that?" she demanded. Her hands were still behind her, held back by Nathan, so she wasn't able to move them.