Let Me Stay The Night

Chapter 39 Strawberry Cake

A man in black entered the room, and by the time Christina realized someone was there, the man was already standing before her eyes.

“Yosef? Why are you still here?” she asked.

That day. Yosef was dressed in a black shirt and jeans that made him look even taller than he already was.

With a long thin coat made of chiffon on the outside, he looked nothing short of dashing. Moreover, his handsome facial features made him look like a model off the cover of a magazine.

Yosef then calmly asked in a concerned tone, “I was about to leave, but I noticed how you’ve been working overtime lately. Hence, I decided to come over to check on you.”

Being a designer himself, he couldn’t help but show another fellow design enthusiast some care.

Christina handed him her design draft and uttered. “I ran into some problems. Please let me know what changes I should make.”

Ever since he was a university undergraduate, Yosef had been working in the industry and representing the company in international design competitions. Within a few years, he gained a reputation for himself, and everyone in the industry knew who he was.

It would be too hypocritical of him if he were to behave modestly.

He took Christina’s design and checked it out thoroughly. It was a design of a men’s suit with a neat and elegant style.

Yosef put the draft aside and replied, “The design is great, but it lacks inspiration.”

“What do you mean?” Christina asked. Is he calling me a dull person?

“Once you have a suit design in mind, you should picture a model wearing it. Only then can you find. the inspiration you’re looking for,” Yosef reminded her earnestly.

Christina had an epiphany as she stared at her design draft.

Yosef patted her shoulder and said, “Keep up

the Christina let out a sigh while looking at her design draft. No

because I need a clear idea of what I want it to look like. From the beginning. I’ve been using male models

the inspiration I get could be vague.

desk. searching her mind for the perfect model she could envision. That was

man with a perfect

yellow light, the man’s gaze seemed deep and dark, and he was

to show off his muscular body. As he walked, he was radiating male pheromone all over.

doing here,

is my company. From an official standpoint,

response. “You don’t have to consider this from

on the table. “In that case, should I regard this cake as an official or an unofficial

it. Sweet Cheeks was the most famous bakery in the city, and only thirty cakes were sold each

almost started salivating upon seeing the delicious-looking cream through the transparent box. “It’s already so late. How did you manage to get your hands on a cake from

smile on his face, he removed the golden ribbon on the box and said. “Don’t you know how

permeated the room. Besides, the fresh strawberries and exquisite decorations on

up to take the fork and the knife that came with the cake. Right when

warm that she felt her

the knife from her and passed her a fork. “Why would you cut such a beautiful cake? Why can’t you just cat it whole?”

supposed to cut

divide any of my things. If I can’t have it all to myself, I would rather not have it

casual smile and said, “All right. Let’s not cut it, then. I hope you won’t

smiled. “It’s not like I’ve never

and ignored his shameless statement before tasting

complemented the strawberries’ sweetness and the cake’s texture magnificently. The combined