Let Me Stay The Night

Nathaniel watched as her slender figure disappeared from his vision. Who is this person she has to meet?

Without spending much time pondering, he followed her.

The cafe on 87th Street served only members, so ordinary people couldn’t enter.

Upon arrival, Christina mentioned Francis name, and the waiter led her to a table by the window.

A soft glow illuminated the cafe’s interior space. The man dressed in cool-toned casual attire to obscure his exceptional presence. His gray-blue hair and chiseled, profound facial features gave him an aloof and mysterious vibe.

When Francis looked up, his sparkling dark eyes shimmered slightly. “Christina.”

Reunited after four years, he found her radiant and captivating as ever.

Christina sat down. A cold and distant expression filled her amber eyes as she held his gaze,

“Who leaked the information back then?” She cut to the chase.

Francis’ heart ached slightly as he stared at her. “Christina, can’t we just chat like old friends, as we used

“That’s not necessary. I just want to know who the whistleblower was,” Christina responded indifferently.

Her body emanated a faint floral fragrance, which smelled refreshing and pleasing, like the morning air.

His heart skipped a beat when he met her gaze. “Are you still mad at me for what happened back then?”

Scenes from the past flashed across Christina’s mind, prompting a prickling pain to creep into her chest. Nathaniel held her captive in the past, but Francis posting those photos on Twitter was no different from pushing her to the brink of desperation.

“Would being angry allow me to see my granny one last time? Will staying mad make up for anything?” Her tone was heartbreakingly calm.

No one knew how devastated she felt at that time. It was as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss where only darkness reigned.

It was only later that Francis learned about the death of Christina’s grandmother.

Christina’s situation. He regretted it afterward and wanted to

to the plan, but halfway through, she

Time ticked by.

the café, Nathaniel stood under a street lamp.

fixated on the window.

noon was dazzling. He narrowed his pensive, dark gaze, standing rooted to his spot expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice statue. It turns out the person Christina has to meet is Francis! So, he’s the unimportant person she

his current status, he’d have rushed

eyes darkened as he quietly observed the situation

a cup of cold brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to

her cup of coffee and was about to

person is, of course.”

her fair, flawless countenance and overly impassive gaze,

him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit he was jealous of Nathaniel

of responding, she bored her eyes into his impeccable handsome face, waiting for

deliberately delayed her flight to acquire that information, so she hoped her effort wouldn’t be in

briefly before saying,

a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves him, yet

to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so she leaked the company’s

attention elsewhere because of that predicament, providing Christina the chance to escape.

knew what Madison was planning to do, Francis chose to

but she

to her feet to

child with no clothes to wear, causing his

already? We’ll meet again, won’t we?” Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and his amber pupils constricted slightly.

slender wrist tightly as if fearing he would lose her if he

“We don’t need to meet again if there isn’t a necessity.”

hand free, but he held her tighter.

him in the eyes and sensed

filled with confidence and pride when featured on screens. now showed a never-before-seen vulnerability before

so biased?” Disappointment laced his hoarse voice.