A Crazy Night Novel

Chapter 297 Watch A Movie

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?

the truth and turned around,

ignored her words and walked

spacious and brightly lit, with the air conditioner running constantly. However, the pungent aroma of the traditional medicine still

had parted on a sour note that morning,

as she blinked at him innocently like a child who had done something

prepared lunch for us. Shall we eat together?” she asked softly like a kitten that had just woken

Nathaniel’s eyes faded away

frowned and asked, “Nathaniel,

Mom brought some for me earlier, came Nathaniel’s reply. His expression stiffened. He wasn’t good

see.” Christina was oblivious to his strange reaction. She unpacked her lunchbox and

holding aside and

jacket, revealing a black vest and crisp white shirt that showcased his muscular body. Christina’s

sat beside Christina and began eating in an elegant

care she had put into preparing the simple, home–cooked

you get off work tonight? I’ll go pick you up,” he

of him shrugging out of his suit jacket, so her cheeks were still crimson. “I… have to meet a client at eight tonight, then I’m free

“Okay.”

had lunch, Christina settled on the couch to

pulled her into his arms. His hot breath fanned her nape

tired?” Christina

on a movie date 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, making it impractical to catch a

stopped making

and drawled lazily, “I’m not tired. Let’s pick

“Okay, let’s make it at nine–thirty. You can choose the

on her nape spread all over her body, igniting her nerves

her neck and nibbled on her neck as though he wanted to

an afternoon nap in his office. She only got to

felt much better after making the trip to

room, focusing on her designs. As evening approached,