A Crazy Night Novel

Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Design Knowledge.

Christina chuckled softly. “It’s all good. Eating these without carbs can be just as satisfying as anything else.”

She offered him her seat and sat beside him. Eating just the food would make them thirsty, so she diligently poured two cups of warm water for the two of them.

Nathaniel had never experienced having a meal with plain water before, and his eyes were drawn to the pink cup. Curiosity bubbled up within him as he wondered if that was the cup Christina usually

used to drink water.

“Eat up.” she urged, putting a piece of meat on his plate.

In response, Nathaniel grunted in acknowledgment and retracted his gaze.

They were sitting so close to each other that if either of them moved their arms, it would cause them to come into contact with each other.

Nathaniel was too eye-catching, so Christina could not help but steal glances at his profile.

He was an exceptionally cultured person, and he ate his food at a leisurely pace. His teeth were grinding, but his mouth stayed closed. Due to his firm pectoral muscles, his broad chest seemed on the brink of bursting through the fabric of his crisp white shirt.

Nathaniel suddenly let out a soft cough, startling Christina so much that she quickly looked away.

Without saying a word, he reached out an arm and picked up the cup before bringing it to his lips and sipping at it.

The rim of the cup smelled faintly of Christina’s lipstick, and when he sipped from it, the water was delightfully sweet.

When Christina discovered he was using her cup and his lips were touching the lipstick stain she had left on it, she said, “You took the wrong cup. That’s mine.”

Nathaniel nonchalantly swept his gaze over the cup. There was no hint of astonishment in his demeanor as he placed the cup aside and remarked. “I don’t like using disposable cups.”

It was clear to her that he had not taken her cup wrongly. Instead, he had deliberately chosen to use her cup.

After they had finished lunch, Christina cleared the table and disposed of the rubbish in the bin before heading back to her office, where she found Nathaniel perusing her design.

“Do you have knowledge of design as well?” she asked curiously.

man raised his head to give her an

pantry’s

had managed to take the fashion world by storm in a relatively short period,

her arms behind her back, Christina regarded him with a

you think about my design?”

opmon, her design was overall acceptable, but there was something lacking that she could not quite identity

design down and stared at her. “I do have some opinions about it. Come closer to me,

here Why would he need to whisper?

her puzzlement, Christina stood on tiptoes as she leaned her head forward in an attempt to

distance between them.

back memories. Back when I was still a student. I used to gossip with my classmates in this manner because we had

she moved closer, her bodily scent drifted into Nathaniel’s nostrils,

her neartiesS.

his lips across her cheek in what seemed like an

delt her hackles rise as she believed he was taking advantage of her. She was about to respond with a

edits on the paper. Upon scrutiny, she noted that the majority of the changes had been to the color scheme. He had replaced

much more aesthetically pleasing then.

decided to drop

the company together. Knowing that it was important to remain anonymous from their previous experience, she had the foresight to cover her face with a mask and pull a cap over

at her, Nathaniel asked. “Is it that embarrassing to be seen with me?” He seemed displeased to see her all

in getting caught up in any kind of scandal, preferring instead

that, he quirked the corners of his lips into a smile. “Get in. I’ll give

at the office early in the morning and demanded to see

after walking through the door. Christina presented the design she had completed the night

it on the floor two seconds later. “What kind of design is this? It’s hideous”

changed slightly. Without even taking the time to examine it closely, she carelessly threw away my design in less than three seconds

had crafted with painstaking precision over the course of one day caused a wave of humiliation to wash over her, leaving

lecturer taught them not to doubt their own designs

inquired, “Ms. Sullivan, could you please tell me what you dislike about the designi? 1 would be more than

Xandra replied carelessly. “I like nothing

purpose, being of the opinion that she was the client

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