Let Me Stay The Night

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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 urge to reveal the

her words and walked

lit, with the air conditioner running constantly. However, the pungent aroma

had parted on a sour note that morning, but after she calmed down, she realized Nathaniel must’ve gotten upset as he cared

dug her nails into her palms as she blinked at him innocently like a child who had

prepared lunch for us. Shall we eat together?” she asked softly

in Nathaniel’s eyes

to the coffee table. Suddenly, she frowned and asked, “Nathaniel, why does your

some for me earlier, came Nathaniel’s reply. His

Christina was oblivious to his strange reaction. She unpacked her lunchbox and smiled, for him to join her.

was holding aside and went to join her at the

a black vest and crisp white shirt that showcased his muscular body. Christina’s gaze instinctively gravitated toward his sculpted muscles, causing

began

she had put into preparing the simple, home–cooked

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

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

“Okay.”

lunch, Christina settled on

His hot breath

you tired?” Christina blinked

However, Nathaniel’s identity and demanding work schedule made it difficult for them to do so. By the time

had stopped making

kiss at the back of her earlobe and drawled lazily, “I’m

instinctively like a frightened kitten. “Okay, let’s make it at nine–thirty. You can choose the

sensation on her nape spread all over her body,

her neck and nibbled on her neck as though he wanted

was forced by Nathaniel to take an afternoon nap in his office. She only got to return to her studio

much better after making

room, focusing on her designs. As evening approached, Rayne delivered unexpected news–the client had canceled their appointment at