A Crazy Night Novel

Chapter 324 Do Not Think About Leaving Me

Christina took a step back. Her gaze darkened warily as they regarded the approaching man.

“The exit is very far from here. You would be nowhere near out of here even by daybreak.” The thinner of the two men suddenly stepped forward to pull Christina onto his bike.

Christina had learned to make the first offensive move in the face of danger-she kicked him in the groin.

The man fell to his knees with a howl. Her defiance drew the ire of the other biker. “How dare you attack. him, you b*tch?”

Without waiting for him to finish, Christina turned and ran. The footsteps of her pursuers sounded behind her. Though her heart clenched painfully, she did not dare slow down.

The footsteps drew closer. Just when Christina felt as if she could no longer take another step, a dazzling beam of light ahead blinded her.

The wail of the police siren reverberated across the skies. Christina’s legs gave way, and she slumped onto the ground.

The police emerged and, after ascertaining the situation, brought her and the bikers back to the precinct.

A few cops escorted the bikers into the interrogation room.

Fortunately for the police’s timely arrival, the hooligans were apprehended before they could do anything.

Christina remained on the steel chair by the wall and was only allowed to leave after completing the procedure by signing her name. She glanced at the clock. It was already ten at night.

Shaken, all she wanted was to get through the procedure as quickly as possible so she could go home.

Christina kept her gaze down at her feet. Suddenly, she was yanked out of her reverie by the stampede of impatient footsteps.

A hulking figure dashed through the door. It was Nathaniel in his pajamas. His hair was dripping, and he had a pair of fluffy slippers on his feet. His chiseled features looked encased in an icy gloom. With vessels bulging in his bloodshot eyes, he looked deranged.

Having received exceptional lessons in etiquette from a young age, Nathaniel would never leave the house in pajamas unless the situation was dire.

She could tell from his attire that he had been in a great panic.

Christina felt like a guilty child being caught red-handed by her parent. At the moment, she wanted more than anything the ability to disappear at will.

With a sheepish hunch of her shoulders, she lowered her gaze, not daring to meet his.

“You can leave with Mrs. Hadley, Mr. Hadley. I will deal with the remaining procedure.” Without another word. Sebastian led the lawyer in.

Christina did not recall Nathaniel stuffing her into the passenger seat.

car was hermetically sealed, the roar of the wind whooshed

her ears.

a set of traffic lights did Nathaniel

were taut. Every line on his face looked as if it had been carved from a blade. His rage, too, had a tangible form. It expanded within the space between them, and

their breathing in the ensuing silence was

you upset?” she

the first time she had spoken to him with such

Nathaniel remained unmoved. “Don’t you have my

“I do,” Christina squeaked.

grip around the steering wheel. The veins on his hands bulged alarmingly. “Why didn’t you call

he noticed that Christina had not returned, so he ate with

he called to ask about Christina’s whereabouts. Rayne informed him they went to see a client but

ambled over, reluctant to have the housekeepers bathe them. Thus, he called Sebastian to find out where Christina was while he left

wet from the endeavor, Nathaniel took

him that Christina was at the police station; she

his sentence, he

was then. It felt the same as the time when he found

a pain he did not

unharmed did

was lost, with no idea where I was. It would have been pointless

yet I’m getting told off. I did not know where I was. How was I supposed to let him

them; even if she were to face it all over again, she would

her blank, distant expression and knew he wanted nothing more than to push him as far as possible away from

heart is further than it

a fool who was powerless to change

mood was foul, he showed no intention of starting the car.

his emotions. With them all jumbled up

Her gaze dimmed

an ear-piercing

stopped for too long, and the driver in

series of honks lit Nathaniel’s fuse. No longer concerned about not having an outlet to

cold gust of wind entered the door, which had been left open. Christina shuddered. She knew all

station, she was

her own door

the driver behind them. Staring daggers at each

both. Despite her slight figure, she stood resolutely