Chapter 1647 - 165: He Was Willing To Be Beaten By Her

The tension between Nathan and Eric was palpable.

Crystal shook her head helplessly. She had hoped that, now that Helen was in the picture, things would get easier. Boy, had she been wrong? She had no wish to be standing between them any longer than necessary, so she said, "I'm going to go to the living room," and then she walked into the living room. Anyway, if they were going to fight, she couldn't do anything to stop it.

Because Helen was moving in, two servants from the Bush family and several bodyguards were helping her with her luggage. The bodyguards came in and out without a word between them. Meanwhile, the servants were following them around, saying, "Be careful." and, "Don't break anything." and, "That's the lady's favorite." And they told the strong men where each item would go.

A bodyguard recklessly bumped into Crystal, and one of the maids couldn't help but frown. "I told you to be careful," she complained. "So, be careful! The eyes in your head are there so that you can see. If something is broken, you can't afford to replace it."

The bodyguard immediately slowed down, and he apologized profusely, but the maid waved her hand and said, "I'm not worried about you. If Crystal hadn't been in your way, you never would have bumped into her."

Crystal: "Me?"

"Of course, you?" the maid replied. "Who else?"

Before Crystal could reply, Helen walked into the room. She glared at the maid and said, "Nanny Elma, this is Miss Smith. Don't be rude."

Crystal stood silently and took a mental inventory of the things in the bodyguards' hands. There were the semi-finished scented candles in the boxes. These also contained frosted glasses of various colors and shapes. No wonder they had to be careful-thought Crystal.

After hearing the order from the young lady, Elma bowed her head and took two steps backward. "Miss Smith," she said. "I am so sorry."

Crystal pursed her mouth. "It's fine," she lied. She knew that Nanny Elma was not easy to deal with, and she hated her. The woman's sinister eyes could spew out the poisonous liquid.

Helen noticed Crystal's interest in the candles and said, "It's aromatherapy. Once I get it going, you'll like it. You'll see."

Crystal: "Aromatherapy? There's so much of it!"

Helen: "Yeah, I like aromatherapy very much. Because I can't see very well, the sense of smell, hearing, and taste are the senses that I use to experience beautiful things."

Crystal noticed Helen was wearing a white maternity gown, and she walked over to her and said, "With you being pregnant, is it okay to use aromatherapy?"

Helen shook her head and said, "I use raw materials that are not harmful to the human body or the fetus. In fact, the scents that I make are good for our bodies. What kind of fragrance do you like? I can send it to you after I make it. Is that okay?"

Crystal: "Can you make any fragrance?" 

"Sure," Helen replied.

Crystal approached her, smelled her hair, and said, "Mmmm... The orange blossom mixes well with the chamomile. It's no wonder that my brother has found so many perfumes. They haven't made the smell he wanted, though. It seems that the ratio is always wrong."

Nanny Elma came over during their talk and helped Helen sit down, "Helen, you are pregnant, don't stand too long," she said. Then she turned to Crystal and glared at her.

"What's wrong?" Crystal asked.

"Don't play dumb," Nanny Elma said. "Miss Smith, Helen is pregnant, and Mrs. Bush and the old Davis have ordered me to monitor what Helen eats and drinks. So, if you don't mind, I will prepare the meals every day from now on." 

Crystal shrugged to show that she didn't care.

"I'm afraid that this house needs to be fixed again," Nanny Elma continued. "With Helen being pregnant, it is necessary to overthrow it and reconstruct everything." After saying this, she wondered why Mr. Davis would live here. Compared to a mansion, it was nothing but an outside shitter. There was floating dust everywhere, and the place smelled terrible. She waved her handkerchief and swept away the floating dust that was in the air, then she turned to Helen and said, "Miss, the environment is too bad. I am sorry, but you will have to put up with it for several days. Mr. Davis has ordered people to bring the manor up to code. Unlike what you are used to, there are only five or six rooms here, and they are not even decent."

Helen: "I think it's good. Although it is smaller, it's more humane."

Nanny Elma: "If the lady knew that you were suffering this way, she would definitely not let you live here."

Helen kept smiling and did not speak, and the Nanny recognized that she did not want to talk anymore. She took an in-depth look at Crystal, and as she turned to go into the kitchen, two men came out. One person had a black face, and the other one looked lazy. Eric walked over to Helen, kissed her cheek, and said, "Helen, I will go back first. Nanny Elma will stay here with you. If you have any requirements, tell her, and I will come to visit you as often as I can."

Helen: "Don't worry. I will be fine." 

Eric turned to Crystal, smiled, and said, "Remember what I said to you. Then, when you are ready to come away with me, I will be waiting."

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Once Eric was gone, Nanny Elma went to the kitchen to prepare some food, and the bodyguards guarded the door.

Meanwhile, Nathan led Crystal to a more private place, where he planned to have sex with her. He hugged her from behind and whispered into her ear: "I want you so badly." 

Crystal's eyes fell on his hands, and she said, "Let go of me. You can't really expect me to have sex with you after having just moved Helen in!"

Nathan's hand crawled up her body and caressed her breast. "Forget about her," he said. "She means nothing to me, and you are still the queen of the castle and my heart."

Crystal growled as she pushed away from him. Then she turned around and slapped him across the face. "I won't fall victim to your silver tongue," she growled. "Not this time!"

Nathan frowned slightly. "Do you want to abuse me before we have sex?" He began to grin like a Cheshire cat. "You can if you want. I don't mind."

Crystal was so angry that she slapped him again. She was upset that the old Davis had found someone to invalidate their marriage and that she had been the last one to know it.

A woman had never beaten Nathan, and if it were another woman, he would have thrown her out of the house. However, he was willing to be beaten by her because he knew that she was angry because of Helen's pregnancy.

Furthermore, as she hit him, he began to feel aroused. Crystal slapped him again, and his lip split open.. A thin stream of blood ran down his chin, and Nathan felt himself begin to go hard.