A Crazy Night Novel
Chapter 297
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Julia beamed and nodded eagerly. “Remember to drink it while it’s still hot, I’ll head back now.”
Nathaniel glanced at the thermos flask in front of him and picked it up. At once, the strong scent of traditional medicine hit his nostrils.
His allergic reaction caused by misogyny was a vulnerability, a weakness he had to keep hidden. If news of his condition were to spread, it would pose a significant threat to him.
He downed the herbal concoction in one go.
The elevator doors slid open.
Christina was heading to the office with the lunchbox when she ran into Jewel, who had just come out of Madison’s office.
They couldn’t stand the sight of each other.
Christina stared straight ahead, refusing to look at Jewell
When they walked past each other, Jewel couldn’t stop herself from grabbing Christina’s hand. She cast a contemptuous look at the lunchbox and sneered, “Do you think you’re a five–star chef? How dare you cook for Nathaniel?”
Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.
Christina swiftly pulled back her hand, knowing that the more Jewel grew furious, the calmer she needed to be. “Nathaniel adores my cooking. He always polishes off the dishes I prepare for him.”
Jewel finally grasped the unsettling sensation of witnessing someone speak with the utmost provocation in the calmest demeanor. Christina might appear gentle on the surface, but beneath her façade lay a person armed with sharp thorns.
Her eyes nearly popped out of her sockets as she flushed in anger. “Stop acting all smug. When Nathaniel gets better, he’ll discard you and get a better, prettier, and more efficient wife!”
Christina didn’t understand what she meant. She couldn’t comprehend the meaning behind Jewel’s cryptic statement. Nathaniel had always been in good health, or so she believed. Why was Jewel insinuating. otherwise? Her words seemed like nonsensical ramblings to Christina.
Has she lost her mind after I angered her?
tamped down the urge to reveal the truth and turned
words and walked
with the air conditioner running constantly. However, the pungent aroma of the traditional medicine still lingered
herself blushing shyly. They had parted on a sour note that morning, but after she calmed down, she realized Nathaniel must’ve gotten upset as he cared about her
innocently like a child who had done something wrong. She looked so adorable
for us. Shall we eat together?” she asked softly like a kitten that had just
The gloom in Nathaniel’s eyes faded away
the coffee table. Suddenly, she frowned and asked,
Mom brought some for me earlier, came Nathaniel’s reply.
was oblivious to his strange reaction. She unpacked her lunchbox and smiled, for him to join her. “Come,
was holding aside and went
shirt that showcased his muscular body. Christina’s gaze instinctively gravitated toward his sculpted muscles, causing her heart to quicken
and began eating in
The love and care she had put
will you get off work tonight? I’ll go pick
were still crimson. “I… have to meet a client at
“Okay.”
they had lunch, Christina settled on the
waist and pulled her into his arms. His hot breath fanned her nape as he asked. “Should
tired?” Christina
or spending quality time together. However, Nathaniel’s identity and demanding work schedule made it difficult for them to do so. By the time he could finally leave the office, it was usually past ten at night,
had stopped making
drawled lazily, “I’m
a frightened kitten. “Okay, let’s make it
sensation on her nape spread all over
and nibbled on her neck
afternoon nap in his office. She
noticed that Christina felt much better after making the
in the tailor room, focusing on her designs.
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