Chapter 185 The Nasty Aunt

Nathaniel stepped forward to greet Sharon. “Mom.”

He might not be a man of many words, but his actions spoke volumes about his demeanor.

Christina linked arms with her mother and Nathaniel, leading them to the dining table. “Let’s dig in. I’m starving.”

The three of them sat at the table and began eating.

Christina was the only one chatting away during the meal. The household kitchen knew of her love for shrimp, and the chef would always prepare shrimp scampi when Christina was dining at home.

Nathaniel dutifully shelled the shrimp for her while she nattered away.

She made quick work of the shrimp and shot Nathaniel a doe–eyed look of anticipation.

Sharon watched on in disbelief as Nathaniel shelled each shrimp carefully and handfed Christina.

Is this really the proud, distant Mr. Hadley that everyone speaks of? I thought he would be some aloof man, but he’s so

sweet toward Christina!

Back then, Sharon had been bedridden for several days after learning that Gideon had married Christina off to the Hadley family for

money.

Sharon cleared her throat and said, “Christina, shell your own shrimp. Don’t dirty Nathaniel’s hands.”

A CEO’s hands are meant for more important things like holding a fountain pen and signing contracts.

Christina pouted and defended herself, “I’d love to shell my own shrimp, but Nathaniel won’t let me. He likes to do it for me. Isn’t that right, Nathaniel?”

“Yes.” He followed up with his brief reply by feeding Christina another freshly shelled shrimp.

Sharon cringed internally at their public display of affection.

Although the butler and the help were usually immune to the couple’s sappy behavior and Nathaniel’s penchant for romantic and cringeworthy gestures, they happened to let down their guard then and squirmed.

So… cringey.

accompanied Sharon for a

jacket over her mother’s shoulders. She also held

a long time. Christina took the opportunity to thank Sharon for being

apologetically, “I’m sorry my illness has caused you so much

mention of her past always filled

my pillar of support,” Christina

as tears welled in her

long time. Is it time for me to come clean? But will she be mad at me and ignore me if she

piped up. “It’s getting late. The wind’s getting stronger too.

second floor and

only left the room once

shower. He was scrolling the financial

not sleeping yet?” asked Christina while eyeing the contents on

and attending meetings. In his free time, he reads through more Anglandurn and

her. A pair of glasses sat neatly across his nose bridge. He exuded both elegance

asleep?”

curled into his lap and mumbled, “Mm–hmm.

while his dark eyes flared with desire. “I have a business trip tomorrow and will only be back the day after. Take good care of Mom

“I know.”

conversation and

Epean’s. It made for an attractive

neck, planning to give him a peck on

work the next morning, Christina was still sound asleep

he noticed a few hickeys across his

That cheeky minx.

did not forget to kiss Christina softly on her cheek

hours later, she freshened up quickly and accompanied

together and concluded their trip with

time they returned to

minute they entered. Christina

room, a lavishly dressed, middle–aged woman perched elegantly on

cautiously, “She is Mr.

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