Chapter 877

As soon as Nadine's fingertips touched Brad's chest, he let out a low, contented sigh. It was as if he'd just tasted the most exquisite wine. It had been a long time since he and Nadine had touched each other so calmly. Often, all he wanted was to hold her—even if they did nothing at all. It was enough to fill his heart with joy. Even he was surprised by how much he had changed. After all, they had been married for six years, and as long as Nadine wasn't on her cycle, he'd never missed an opportunity to have her, never allowing a dry spell between them. But after the divorce, every attempt he'd made to reconnect with her physically had ended in rejection. Over time, he no longer felt that strong desire for it. That was until Pittsbrew. At that hotel, he'd realized that even a hug could make him feel utterly satisfied, his heart so full it felt like it might burst. Nadine's attention was focused on his chest, so she didn't notice the way his breath hitched—or the contentment in