Chapter: 1750

Aimee lifted her foot and kicked Nikolas without hesitation. “Are you complaining that I'm not ladylike? Then go find someone else. Aren't there plenty of women in the world for you to choose from?"

At her words, Nikolas began sweating, quick to apologize. "Sweetheart, I misspoke. I don't want anyone else. Just you!"

"But I'm not ladylike, I only know how to throw tantrums."

“Who cares about being ladylike? You're perfect as you are." With that, Nikolas leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

As Aimee was about to respond, she was suddenly overcome with nausea.