Chapter 818

It had been at least an hour since Nadine had laid down, and every time she was about to fall asleep, Brad would shift around on the couch. Even though he wasn't loud, she could still hear him. He was doing this on purpose—she was sure of it! Picking up on the frustration in her tone, Brad smirked. His eyes crinkled as he explained, "The couch is too hard. I can't get used to it." He, who was used to staying in presidential suites while traveling, had never slept on a couch before. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have considered sleeping on the couch at all. Worst yet, instead of feeling bad for her, she was complaining about his tossing and turning. Didn't she know why exactly he was tossing and turning? After hearing his response, her heart tightened again. It was true that this high and mighty man had never slept on a couch before. She could tell he was complaining, and she knew that it probably was a tight squeeze for a man his size to sleep on that tiny couch. Mulling it o