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?

urge to reveal the truth and turned around, fleeing

and

and brightly lit, with the air conditioner running constantly. However,

on a sour note that morning, but after she calmed down, she realized Nathaniel must’ve

dug her nails into her palms as she blinked at him innocently like a child who had done something wrong. She looked so adorable that Nathaniel couldn’t help forgiving

for us. Shall we eat together?” she asked softly like a kitten that

gloom in Nathaniel’s eyes faded away

coffee table. Suddenly, she frowned

Nathaniel’s

his strange reaction. She unpacked her lunchbox and smiled, for him to join her. “Come,

aside and went to join her at

and crisp white shirt that showcased his muscular body. Christina’s gaze instinctively gravitated toward his sculpted muscles, causing her heart to

and began eating in an elegant

put into preparing the simple, home–cooked dishes made

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

cheeks were still crimson. “I… have to meet a client at eight tonight, then I’m free to get

“Okay.”

settled on the

His hot breath fanned her nape as he asked. “Should we watch a

you tired?” Christina blinked adorably, pleasantly

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 at the

had stopped making this

a kiss at the back of her earlobe and drawled lazily, “I’m not tired. Let’s pick a

her neck, causing her to recoil instinctively like a frightened kitten. “Okay, let’s make it at nine–thirty.

burning sensation on her nape spread all over her body,

nibbled on her

to take an afternoon nap in his office. She only got

better after making the trip to Nathaniel’s

holed up in the tailor room, focusing on her designs. As evening approached,