Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 172

Nolan sat upright slowly, looked at her, and enunciated word by word, “Feed me.”

If this was the past, Maisie would have placed down the food tray and said to him, “Suit yourself!”

However, she did not say anything this time. Instead, she sat next to the bed and personally spooned the
food to him. She felt rather shy as he stared at her from such a close distance, so she explained, “I’m
only doing this reluctantly for Waylon.”

Nolan gulped down the food she fed and stared at her without looking away while cracking a smile.

He suddenly realized that it was rather nice for him to be injured.

When he was done with the meal, Maisie put the food tray away. Nolan gazed at her as he leaned on the
pillow and rested. After noticing that she stayed, he said, “Are you staying to keep me company?”

“Do you think I’m doing this willingly?” She would never stay had he not gotten hurt trying to save
Waylon.

Nolan narrowed his eyes and suddenly tugged away the blanket, revealing the empty space next to him.
H e patted on the bed. “I’m lending the half side of my bed reluctantly for you to sleep tonight.”

Maisie was rendered speechless.

Nolan continued in all apparent seriousness. “I’m an injured patient. There’s nothing I can do to resist if
you were to do something to me.”

Maisie was lost for words.

‘Screw you! Why didn’t you just die from the venomous snake’s bite, huh!?”



Maisie refused to get into the bed with him regardless, so Nolan did not force it on her either. He then
turned to his side and slept.

Maisie leaned against the wall and looked out the window. It seemed that she would really have to spend
the rest of the night sitting here. Perhaps it was the cold, and she shuddered and curled up to sleep on
the sofa by the side.

She had not slept well the previous night and was fatigued, so she fell asleep soon.

Nolan opened his eyes slowly and turned over to look at the woman curled up on the sofa.

He could not help thinking to himself about his way of captivating her heart. He wondered whether he
was doing a bad job or she was ignorant.

Perhaps, he should spend some time getting to know her.



Noticing that she was shivering in the cold, Nolan got up from the bed and walked over to pick her up
back to the bed.

He laid down next to her, tucked her in the blanket, turned over, and curled up next to her.

Nolan furrowed his brows tightly at the sight of her curling up in his arms and rubbed herself against his
chin.

‘This woman was born to torment me!’

It was a calm and peaceful night.

When Maisie woke up the next day, she opened her eyes only to find Mr. Goldmann Sr., Quincy, and the
three little kids looking at her curiously in the room.



Maisie suddenly sat upright only to discover that Nolan had one arm around her-she was sleeping on his
bed!

Mr. Goldmann Sr. chuckled and said, “It’s fine, sleep in. I’ll take the kids to stroll around.”

“Cheers, Mommy!”

The three kids left with Mr. Goldmann Sr.

Quincy followed from behind in haste.

Maisie was rendered speechless.

Soon afterward, her hysterical voice was heard coming from the room. “You’re a scumbag, Nolan
Goldmann!”

Mr. Goldmann Sr. ordered the servants to prepare a spread of scrumptious lunch on the day Nolan was
discharged from the hospital.

Quincy and his younger sister, Cherie, joined them at the table to celebrate Nolan’s return.

Mr. Goldmann Sr. turned around and said to Maisie, “Thank you for taking care of Nolan for the past two
days, Zee.”

Maisie stopped for a moment before she said smilingly, “It’s alright, sir.”

Cherie, who was wolfing down food, looked up and said, “Maisie, shouldn’t you be addressing him as
‘Dad

Quincy gave her a playful pinch. “Not even the food can stop you from speaking.”

Maisie felt rather embarrassed.



Mr. Goldmann Sr. chuckled and said, “That will happen sooner or later. We’re not in a rush.”

“Whoa! So it turns out that Mr. Goldmann has yet to captivate his wife, huh? That’s really funny.” Cherie
could not refrain from mocking Nolan at the dining table. She almost burst into loud laughter right there
and then Mr. Goldmann Sr, would have kicked her out of the house had he not treated her like family,
right?


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