Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 2032

Memories flooded Nathan’s mind, transporting him back to the rigorous training sessions under the stern guidance of his mentor at the training camp.

Mekhi, once in Sonny’s position, had possessed a similar demeanor— seemingly uncomplicated yet resilient, with a trace of kindness.

However, Mekhi’s elevation to the position of deputy director and inheriting the mantle of power within the Shaw family wrought a profound transformation upon him.

His ambition burgeoned with each passing day, reshaping his demeanor and priorities.

Nathan couldn’t help but wonder if Sonny would follow a similar trajectory in the future.

Contemplating these possibilities, Nathan closed the black pen, setting it aside with a sense of introspection.

Looking up at Sonny leaning wearily against the wall, it was evident that exhaustion had taken its toll.

Despite teetering on the brink of collapse, he clung on with unwavering determination.

“Enduring two hundred and forty-nine minutes upside down against the wall is no small feat.

Yet here we are, barely halfway through, and it seems you’re at your limit.

Have I been too harsh in my discipline? Do you hold it against me?” Nathan inquired.

Sonny drew a deep breath, fighting to maintain his posture, and spoke through strained effort.

“Your training is for my benefit.

I’ve been immersed in missions for the past year, neglecting personal training.

It’s my failing.

”

Unlike Mekhi’s calculated flattery, Sonny’s words were earnest and sincere.

Hold it against Nathan?

He couldn’t fathom harboring such defiance towards the man who had saved him.

Had it not been for Nathan’s intervention, he might have perished amidst the chaos of the border skirmish.

His existence would forever be frozen in time, trapped in the innocence of his ten-year-old self, devoid of the comfort and security he presently enjoyed.

He was a man of principles.

Any kindness bestowed upon him would be etched in his memory for eternity.

Even if Nathan were to send him to the most dangerous battlefield tomorrow, he’d march without hesitation.

Sweat clouded Sonny’s vision as he remained suspended upside down, unable to discern Nathan’s expression.

Gritting his teeth, he sought to tap into his potential.

Nathan rose from his seat, circumvented the desk, and poured a glass of warm water.

“Enough.

The timer will be reset, with the remaining time noted.

Mind your words next time, or the punishment will be doubled.

”

“Thank you, Nathan.

”

With reprieve granted, Sonny gracefully returned to his feet, though he faltered momentarily upon landing.

His arms ached, and as he steadied himself, a glass of warm water was extended to him.

Lifting his gaze to meet Nathan’s, who stood there with a glass of warm water in hand, Sonny felt his eyes, dampened by sweat, grow even redder.

What? Nathan had personally poured him a glass of water and delivered it to him?

Sonny was both flattered and taken aback by the unexpected gesture.

He deserved punishment, yet Nathan’s demeanor was surprisingly kind, leaving him shocked.

He even entertained the fleeting fear that drinking the water might lead to further physical torment, similar to the events that transpired with Mekhi in this very office.