A Crazy Night Novel

Chapter 39 Strawberry Cake

A man in black entered the room, and by the time Christina realized someone was there, the man was already standing before her eyes.

“Yosef? Why are you still here?” she asked.

That day. Yosef was dressed in a black shirt and jeans that made him look even taller than he already was.

With a long thin coat made of chiffon on the outside, he looked nothing short of dashing. Moreover, his handsome facial features made him look like a model off the cover of a magazine.

Yosef then calmly asked in a concerned tone, “I was about to leave, but I noticed how you’ve been working overtime lately. Hence, I decided to come over to check on you.”

Being a designer himself, he couldn’t help but show another fellow design enthusiast some care.

Christina handed him her design draft and uttered. “I ran into some problems. Please let me know what changes I should make.”

Ever since he was a university undergraduate, Yosef had been working in the industry and representing the company in international design competitions. Within a few years, he gained a reputation for himself, and everyone in the industry knew who he was.

It would be too hypocritical of him if he were to behave modestly.

He took Christina’s design and checked it out thoroughly. It was a design of a men’s suit with a neat and elegant style.

Yosef put the draft aside and replied, “The design is great, but it lacks inspiration.”

“What do you mean?” Christina asked. Is he calling me a dull person?

“Once you have a suit design in mind, you should picture a model wearing it. Only then can you find. the inspiration you’re looking for,” Yosef reminded her earnestly.

Christina had an epiphany as she stared at her design draft.

meant, Yosef patted her shoulder and said,

left. the Christina let out a sigh while looking at her design draft. No wonder I kept

a clear idea of what I want it to look like. From the beginning. I’ve

inspiration I get could be vague. That’s why my design

board in hand, Christina stared at the piece of blank paper while sitting at her desk. searching her mind for the perfect model she could envision. That was when the door was once again pushed

and saw a man with a

man’s gaze seemed deep and dark, and he was exuding a prideful

to show off his muscular body. As he walked, he was radiating male

you doing here, Nathaniel?” she

is my company. From an official standpoint, I’m here to check on my employee. From a

suddenly narrowed his eyes like a cunning fox targeting a delicious bunny, and Christina blushed in response. “You don’t

table. “In that

famous bakery in the city, and only thirty cakes were sold each day. Hence, their cakes were hard

already so late. How did you manage to get your hands on

face, he removed the golden ribbon on the box and said. “Don’t you know how incredible your husband is? It’s a walk in the park for me to demand

of dairy permeated the room. Besides, the fresh strawberries

and the knife that came with the cake.

warm that she felt her wrist

and passed her a fork. “Why would you cut such a

cut and

my cakes. In fact, I don’t divide any of my things. If I can’t have it all to myself, I would rather not

be this possessive? Christina flashed a casual smile and said, “All

smiled. “It’s not like I’ve never had it.”

ignored his shameless statement before

strawberries’ sweetness and the cake’s texture magnificently. The combined taste of the different compartments of the