99 Days Trapped in the Body of the Royal Prince’s Wife - Chapter 58

Clara was with Nathan, riding their bicycles in the city park area. the woman looked very relaxed wearing gray thigh-length shorts combined with a tight top with an open waist and tied her hair in a ponytail while her husband wore black shorts and a gray tight t-shirt.

“This is not a casual walk because we are not alone,” Clara muttered, glancing at Nathan who was riding a black bicycle, while the bicycle she was riding was white. She looked back to see several bodyguards who were dressed casually and were also cycling.

“This is a provision that has been set by daddy because I am the only heir,” Nathan said casually.

‘This is completely unexpected,’ Clara thought.

Nathan smiled faintly, glanced at Clara who was cycling but her mouth was pouting. “I remember the first time we cycled together when our relationship was still really new, you were angry with me because you didn’t like the bodyguards who always followed us. You wanted to invite me to run away from them, then we stopped in a quiet place and you kiss me madly.”

“Ehh….” Clara didn’t know what to say because she wasn’t the real Clara. ‘Should I do the same thing, take Nathan away from the bodyguards and kiss him madly? or maybe I’m going crazy for having to follow Clara’s attitude,’ she thought in frustration.

“How about we run away?” Nathan asked, then glanced at the bodyguards who were cycling behind him about 10 meters away. “We make the bodyguards confused looking for us,” he continued with a smile.

“Poor them,” said Clara.

“We don’t need to feel sorry for them because all this time they have always taken care of me, which is fine, it’s the same as being unemployed,” Nathan said casually. “You follow me now. A little faster,” he continued, accelerating his foot pedaling.

Clara was forced to speed up pedaling her bicycle, following Nathan who was getting faster and farther away from the city park area. Occasionally she turned to the faces of the bodyguards of about 4 people, who continued to follow her but did not dare to get too close.

“Nathan, where are we going?” asked Clara seriously following Nathan who was very fast through the bike path.

“We’re going into the apartment alley,” Nathan replied casually. “That will make them difficult for them to find us.”

Clara exhaled roughly, staring in surprise at Nathan, who was also able to play pranks on his bodyguards.

“Master, Ma’am… Where are you guys going?” One of the bodyguards shouted.

Nathan kept on speeding followed by the crowd until they finally arrived at an area of ​​skyscrapers that were built close together, separated by alleys that could only be passed by bicycles, motorbikes, and pedestrians.

until a few minutes passed, Nathan and Clara finally managed to escape from the Bodyguards. They stopped beside a deserted building and leaned their bicycles there.

“Why are we here?” asked Clara breathlessly as she walked over to Nathan who was walking towards the wall.

“Honestly, I’m uncomfortable being followed by them,” Nathan replied as he opened the bottle of drink he had brought and drank it.

Clara glanced at Nathan who was drinking, looking so sexy in tight clothes and a slightly sweaty body. She immediately drank the drinking water that had been brought in a smaller bottle than the bottle Nathan had brought.

“It’s very quiet in here,” Nathan muttered.

“Yeah, perfect for those who like to be alone,” said Clara.

Nathan sighed, putting the drink bottle into the container shaped like a sling bag he was wearing. he approached Clara, faced her, and brushed a lock of hair that covered her slightly sweaty forehead.

“Why?” Clara asked, awkward and her heart speeding.

“I love you,” Nathan whispered then lowered his head to kiss Clara’s lips aggressively.

Clara looked up, returned Nathan’s kiss a little nervously but slowly getting used to it. She closed her eyes, then slowly wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck and continued to enjoy the kiss.

Nathan ended the kiss, his breath panting like he was about to run out of oxygen. he touched Clara’s lips, which were slightly moist from their pressed against him, then kissed her again.

“I never get tired of these lips,” he said with a smile.

Clara blushed then nodded and slightly bent her face. “And never be bored..because if you get tired of what’s yours then you’ll throw it away…” She looked back up at Nathan who was much taller than her. “Now I’m yours… So you don’t ever throw me away even though you’re bored of me.”

“That won’t happen, honey,” Nathan said with a smile.

“Eh … Nice to hear that,” said Clara, trying to get used to this sweet chatter. Huh, that must be hard for her since she’s used to talking sweet things with Michael, not Nathan!

Drett… Drett…

His phone tucked away in his sling bag rang. Nathan immediately grabbed the sophisticated object and saw an incoming call from one of the bodyguards. Let’s say his name is Benson. He just smiled faintly then ignored the call and turned off his phone instead.

“Ugh, they must be looking for us,” said Clara.

“Let it be….apparently since last night I was drunk, they were ordered by daddy to take care care of me,” Nathan said, putting his phone back in his bag.

“Hemm … Apparently daddy knows that you are drunk?”

“Probably told by them or Patricia, because Patricia doesn’t like me having freedom.”

“Then where are we going after this?” Clara asked, glancing at the very quiet atmosphere because it was probably working hours.

“We’re looking for a comfortable place to relax,” Nathan replied, quickly walking back to his bike. “Come with me. We’ll find a comfortable place for us,” he continued.

Clara sighed, tired of following Nathan’s will. She immediately got on her bicycle again, following where her husband was going on a bicycle too.

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In the mansion, Patricia was sitting on the living room sofa occasionally glancing at the upstairs. ‘Where are Nathan and Clara? What are they doing until this hour and haven’t come out of the room yet?’ She thought curiously.

“Ma’am, would you like me to make a drink for you?” asked one of the maids, let’s say her name is Mercy.

“Make a cocktail for me,” Patricia answered with a straight look, then thought of Nathan and Clara whom she hadn’t seen since earlier. “Do you know where Nathan and Clara are? Haven’t they come out since a long time ago?”

“Ah, they are cycling, ma’am,” said Mercy with a slight bow in respect.

“Ok. Now you can go to the kitchen,” Patricia shouted curtly.

Mercy immediately walked towards the kitchen, while Patricia was still sitting in the living room feeling annoyed that Nathan would rather leave the mansion early in the morning, rather than meet her.

“Humans are like stones, so arrogant….There’s no way I can conquer his heart. Mommy is very pushy and doesn’t understand my feelings that Nathan always rejects as if I have no self-respect at all!” Patricia said angrily.

“I feel like I just want to go right away, with the man of my choice ..,” she continued then grabbed her phone which was on the table, and tried to call someone. Hmm, Maybe she will contact the man of her choice… But who is that man?

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