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

ignored her words and walked into Nathaniel’s

conditioner running constantly. However, the pungent aroma of the traditional

that morning, but after she calmed down, she realized

like a child who had done something

together?” she asked softly like a kitten that

gloom in Nathaniel’s eyes faded

she frowned

earlier, came Nathaniel’s reply. His expression stiffened. He wasn’t good

unpacked her lunchbox and smiled, for him

the file he was holding aside and went to join her

white shirt that showcased his muscular body. Christina’s gaze instinctively gravitated toward his

and began eating in

had put into preparing the simple, home–cooked dishes made

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

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

“Okay.”

they had lunch, Christina settled on the couch

and pulled her into his arms. His hot breath fanned her nape as he asked. “Should we watch a

tired?” Christina

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 movie

Christina had stopped making

earlobe and drawled lazily, “I’m not tired.

gently brushed against her neck, causing her to recoil instinctively like a frightened kitten. “Okay, let’s make it at nine–thirty. You can choose the movie…” she trailed off, her voice getting

spread all over

on the back of her neck and nibbled on her neck as though he wanted to

afternoon nap in his office. She only got to return to her

noticed that Christina felt much better after

her designs.