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.

on provoking Nathaniel during that time and neglected Christina’s situation. He regretted it

to leave according to the plan, but halfway through, she

Time ticked by.

stood

eyes were fixated

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 has to discuss an important matter with? What exactly is the matter?

If it weren’t for his current status, he’d have rushed

he quietly observed the situation inside.

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

cup of coffee and was about to leave.

who that person is, of

and overly impassive gaze, he felt a

Christina was there to meet with him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had

she bored her eyes into his impeccable handsome face, waiting for him to finish his

deliberately delayed her flight to acquire that information, so

brows and hesitated briefly before saying, “It was

pupils constricted. As I expected, it was her! “Why? Doesn’t she like Nathaniel a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves him, yet why did she mercilessly stab him in

trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so

to divert his attention elsewhere because of that

knew what Madison was planning to do, Francis chose to stand by and watch.

suspicions, but

got to her feet to leave, someone

a chilled child with no clothes to wear, causing his body to be

meet again, won’t we?” Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and

as if fearing he would lose her if he relaxed his

“We don’t need to meet again if there isn’t

tried pulling her hand free, but he held

eyes and sensed his dejection.

exquisite countenance, which was usually filled with confidence and pride when featured on screens. now showed

are you so biased?” Disappointment laced his