Marriage Beyond Redemption

Chapter 184 I Don’t Want Things That Others Have Touched
The spacious elevator, which used to accommodate many people, now only had two individuals. The mirrors surrounding them
reflected Nolan’s cold expression, while Peyton was trapped in a cramped corner. Peyton dared not move, enduring Nolan’s
overwhelming presence.
“Mr. Dalton, please behave yourself, as you were engaged to Helena.‘
Peyton never expected that one day she would use her most despised person as a shield.
Nolan stared into Peyton’s eyes and said coldly, “I told you, you don’t need to worry about me and Helena.
Just as Peyton was about to say something, the elevator shot up to the top floor. Nolan grabbed her hand and pulled her out of
the elevator.
Seeing the familiar setup, Peyton’s face changed slightly. “Why did you bring me here? Are you trying to make me watch your
live broadcast with Helena? Nolan, you’re being too much!“>
“Beep.”
Nolan held her hand and entered the fingerprint, and the door opened.
Peyton was stunned for a second. Hadn’t Nolan deleted her fingerprints yet? There was no Helena in the room.
In the blink of an eye, Peyton was thrown onto the sofa by Nolan.
The soft and large down sofa remained as comfortable and lazy as ever.
Peyton didn’t have time to evaluate how good the sofa she picked was, when Nolan’s body immediately pressed onto it.
Some shameful memories flooded Peyton’s mind.
Here, there were more scenes that once carried the love between Nolan and Peyton, especially the sofa that held too many
memories of their past.
Nolan did not turn on the light, and the room was extremely dim. Peyton could only see the outline of Nolan taking off his coat.
And Nolan leaned down to Peyton’s ear, his voice hoarse, “I have never brought Helena here.”

Peyton wondered, “Is Nolan explaining this?”
Nolan seemed to have guessed Peyton’s thoughts, and for once, Nolan kindly explained, “Just now, I was only bringing her to
meet a friend.
“Mr. Dalton, you don’t need to explain to me, it’s not important.
As the words fell, Nolan increased the force on Peyton’s wrist.
“Peyton, my patience is limited,” came Nolan’s displeased voice.
“That day, I gave you enough time.”
As early as one or two months ago, Nolan had wanted to make a move on Peyton, but he let Peyton go every time.
Peyton was in a panic, and Nolan was left with only one shirt.
Peyton saw Nolan’s slender fingers slowly and calmly unbuttoning one button at a time, starting from the top.
The next second, the light in the room turned on.
Nolan’s chest appeared unabashedly in Peyton’s pupils.
The chest that Peyton had been obsessed with countless times, Peyton knew better than anyone how good Nolan’s figure was.
The long–lost scenery still made Peyton’s breath heavy.
Nolan’s fingers brushed across Peyton’s slightly flustered face, “Even if I showed off my abs standing in front of you, you would
still disdain it.”
Peyton awkwardly bit their lip, and as expected, Nolan heard it.
Peyton busied herself, turning her gaze away from Nolan’s body, but her peripheral vision couldn’t help but sweep upwards.
“Don’t you want to touch it?” Nolan’s enticing voice came.
You should know that being busy in the past was truly loved!

Every time Peyton attacked Nolan from behind, Peyton would maliciously reach out and touch Nolan’s waist and abdomen, only
to be caught by Nolan’s restless little hand
Peyton knew better than anyone the uneven yet elastic texture of the skin.
Nolan’s physique was not built in the gym. Compared to the meticulously measured muscle contours, his body was filled with
wildness, making it even more irresistible.
Peyton swallowed a mouthful of saliva and dismissed his wandering thoughts. Peyton said earnestly, “I don’t want it. I’m not
interested in things that others have touched.”