A Crazy Night Novel

Nathaniel washed his hand with clean water, then rolled up his sleeves and began peeling the shrimp.

Christina watched as the food on her plate gradually increased. At first, she wasn’t bothered by it, but soon she couldn’t keep up with the speed at which he was peeling, and her plate quickly became filled with shrimp.

Once done peeling the shrimp, Nathaniel reached for the crabs, placing the large, meaty crab legs onto her plate.

Soon, Christina had a pile of food in front of her. She couldn’t help but complain, “I can’t finish all this. You can stop peeling now.”

“It’s fine. My hands are already dirty anyway, so I’ll just peel some more.” Nathaniel didn’t stop. Instead, he continued removing the crab shells and placed all the meat on her plate.

“We can take the leftovers home if we can’t finish everything,” Christina suggested, as wasting food wasn’t her habit.

He snickered. “If you can’t finish it, you’ll have to foot the bill. I don’t take leftovers.”

He’s right. Since when does the high and might Mr. Hadley take home leftovers? His real intention is to make me eat all the food before me.

Christina felt she wouldn’t be able to consume the other dishes after she finished the big plate of crab meat. After taking a few bites, she started tasting the other dishes.

Upon trying out all the food on the table, she noticed that after Nathaniel was done peeling the shrimp and washing his hands, he had been sitting there, watching her eat quietly without moving or talking.

Christina picked up a piece of meat and placed it in her mouth. Her cheeks, bulging on both sides, made her look like an adorable, innocent little bunny.

Nathaniel held a napkin and gently wiped the corner of her mouth. “You’re a grown–up, yet you eat like a child, getting food stains everywhere.”

His doting voice made him sound like an elder caring for someone younger. An unusual hint of warmth filled his eyes as he spoke.

Christina swallowed the delicious food in her mouth before asking him, “Aren’t you going to eat? It’s wasteful to have so much food left.”

“I’m tired from peeling the shrimp, so I don’t feel like moving,” he replied nonchalantly.

of her mouth twitched. “In other words, you want me to

flashed a faint smirk as if everything was

him a perfunctory smile and snorted. “Do whatever you like. I’m not the one who’s going to get

knew Christina disliked waste and wouldn’t be able to stand seeing all those food

anymore. She burped and

done eating, shall we ask

while if we go back sooner. We’ll strive to finish discussing

over to settle the check.

to his bank card. After the payment, the waiter brought over

furrowed his brows and rejected, “I didn’t

waiter smiled and explained, “This miss requested

“That’s right. I requested them. Please help me pack up all

Please wait.” Then, the waiter neatly packed all the

to ear. Her innocent

the food getting packed into the takeaway boxes, his expression turned a few shades darker. She has been

the waiter handed the packed takeaway boxes to Christina. There were eight or nine of them, divided into two bags, which were quite heavy to

contrast, Nathaniel walked quickly, leaving

car, he turned around and saw Christina lagging behind. He hastily retraced his steps and reached out to grab

lighter. A hint of embarrassment surged within her as she looked at Nathaniel placing the takeout boxes into the trunk. He spent so much money to treat me to a meal. I’m full now, but his

the car. After Nathaniel entered the vehicle too, she

Corporation, so making a detour there wouldn’t take up much

minutes later, they arrived at the

She was delightfully surprised to see Nathaniel and Christina. “Why didn’t you tell me in advance that you were coming? I

boxes from Nathaniel. “You don’t need to cook,

“You bought takeout? Should I prepare some home–cooked dishes too?”

eaten. I’m going to take a nap. Once you’ve heated up the food, you can rest. There’s no

entered the room, removed her outerwear, and lay down on the bed.