A Crazy Night Novel

Chapter 275 Thanks For Your Concern

Christina took two steps backward and responded matter–of–factly, “What nonsense are you talking about? As your sister–in–law, it’s only right for me to look after you. After all, we’re family. We should stick together and look out for each other.”

Yes, that’s right.

It wasn’t as though she harbored any pity or affection for him.

Francis gazed at her delicate face, a dull look swirling in his eyes. “Thank you for your concern, my dear sister–in–law. I’m rather cold now. Maybe you could warm me up a little with a hug and make me feel more at home?”

At that instant, it was as if a bomb had gone off in her mind, slowing her thinking down

That sounds… wrong.

Troubled by the man’s suggestive words, she felt an impending headache. “You’re cold, huh? I’ll turn on the heating for you. The room will feel as warm as a sauna in no time.”

After turning on the room’s heating, Christina made a hasty retreat

Stepping out of the lounge, she was greeted by a gentle breeze. It was only then that she realized her checks were flushed red.

Francis was indeed a born charmer, and it took her some serious willpower to resist his tantalizing allure.

Back in the lounge, Francis watched as the door closed behind her. He picked up the small, pink, cartoon- patterned blanket that lay on him and pulled it up to his nose. Lying down with the blanket covering half of his face, he felt as if he was cuddling Christina in bed.

A while after taking the medicine, he drowsily fell asleep.

As the brightness outside the window gradually gave way to dusk. Francis woke up to find the room’s heating turned off and the sweat on his forehead wiped away.

The blanket that had been covering his face was now placed on his stomach, probably a precautionary move by Christina to prevent him from suffocating.

Lying in the lounge, surrounded by Christina’s scent, Francis felt strangely content.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Upon seeing him awake, Christina, who was holding a bowl of pasta, was taken aback. “You must be famished. Eat up,” she said.

came out hoarse, and it

dehydrated from sweating, and his

bedside table. “Your voice is all raspy. You should

pasta was covered with cut–up strips of carrots

lettuce. The hearty dish seemed to have been

gazed at the pasta, an enigmatic glint

“Your assistant called me earlier to tell me it’s your birthday. Why didn’t you go

and she whipped up the pasta in the pantry in haste. As such, it

and besides, I don’t enjoy celebrating it,” Francis replied with a faint smile that

nodded absentmindedly, feeling a little foolish for having

and picked up the carrot strips that formed the words “Happy Birthday” with a fork. “Your craftsmanship leaves much to be desired. How unsightly,”

then!” Christina huffed. He’s so ungrateful!

heels and stalked toward the door, saying, “Get lost once you’re feeling better. This isn’t a

room after she left and shut the door

pulled out his phone and took a picture of the

been a while since

was harked back to his tenth birthday when his mother and father threw a celebration for him. Julia. barged into their place with her entourage that fateful day. Chaos erupted as a fierce argument broke out, and he was knocked down. His beautiful

day he was denounced

celebrating his birthday, and over time, everyone else had come to ignore

reached

lips, mixing with the sauce of the pasta, filling his empty heart with

in her work. Once she finished the task at hand, she would be able to devote some

was still lacking, soshe needed

o’clock, she wondered if

time, and as Christina was tidying

studio, she didn’t even look

cast a shadow

fever?” A cold,

That voice… It’s Nathaniel.

flicker of surprise crossing her eyes. She had