Let Me Stay The Night

Yosef could no longer contain the secret he had been hiding all this while. He had always admired Christina, but he lacked the courage to express his feelings because he was worried that he would end jeopardizing their relationship and making Christina distance herself from him.

However, he began to panic when he witnessed Christina getting back together with Nathaniel and growing closer to him.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel followed closely behind Christina after she left the hospital.

He did not ask where she was going or what she planned to do. Instead, he merely remained by her sid like a guardian angel.

Christina returned to the studio and went straight to the fabric storage room.

Some rare fabrics were hard to come by, so they would usually stock them up. She wanted to bring son back to the hotel.

As she carefully selected the fabrics, her mind started to envision the designs, meticulously choosing among the assortment of materials.

Christina picked up several rolls of lace fabric, each measuring ten meters in length. Her slender figure posed a challenge as she struggled to hold the towering rolls of fabric.

Suddenly, a tall figure approached from behind and took the rolls of fabric from her hands. Christina felt a significant weight lifted off her body.

“Let me.” Nathaniel took over all the rolls of fabric. I was just standing right there, yet she refused to ask me for help. Why is she so stubborn?

Christina wanted to retrieve another two pieces of indigo fabric, but they were placed on the top shelf. Without hesitation, she found a chair and stepped on it.

Before she could steady herself, a cold voice resounded. “Stop right there. What are you doing?”

Christina paused for a moment and blinked her watery eyes before pointing at the two rolls of fabric on the top shelf and saying, “I want to get those fabrics.”

She used to do that herself almost every time while she was working. What’s wrong with that?

Nathaniel noticed the chair was at least fifty centimeters tall. She might get hurt if she falls.

As such, he walked over. “I’ll do it.”

Before Christina could say anything, both her arms were grabbed by Nathaniel, and she was lifted off the chair. Widening her eyes, she froze as he carried her like a child and placed her back down on the floor.

at a decent height of a hundred and sixty-five meters, Christina appeared particularly petite next to the towering figure of over one hundred

the fabric rolls by standing on

then packed all the tools she needed and left the studio

Nathaniel followed closely behind Christina as they entered the room.

she entered the room, tidying up her tools and placing them on the desk. She

down the rolls of fabric, Nathaniel did not rush to leave. Instead, he found a couch in the corner and sat down.

the same space but maintained

her head and saw the towering figure standing there, resembling a perfect statue.

rest now, Mr.

man stood still. “I can

wondered if he had caught her trying to sneak out in the morning. Is that why he’s worried?

run away from you, so don’t worry.”

once.” His magnetic voice carried a hint of indifference.

Christina massaged her temples. He’s indeed keeping

out a stylus pen and started sketching

reputation was to come up with a new design that could capture the

work, she completely forgot about time.

was placed in front of her. Christina lifted

who sat right opposite her, shook his head wordlessly, preferring to

Christina set aside her stylus pen and took a bite of it, savoring

not seen the man eat the entire day. He had not had breakfast and had been

lost her appetite due to the change in environment when she traveled abroad for the first time. She wondered if Nathaniel

too cruel of her if she was too indifferent. In a gentle voice, she asked, “Are you not hungry, Mr. Bodyguard? Or are you not feeling well?”” Through his sunglasses, Nathaniel gazed at the woman’s innocent face. He remained silent

Why wouldn’t he eat if he’s not feeling

“Mr. Bodyguard, are you too embarrassed to take

rendered Nathaniel speechless. I’m ugly?

Christina became even more convinced of her assumption. “Mr. Bodyguard, don’t worry, I won’t make fun of you. Feel free to take off your

lifted her hand and reached for the bodyguard’s