Let Me Stay The Night

Marital crisis…

Nathaniel was very much perturbed by those two words.

He had been worried sick the whole of last night, his utmost concern being Christina’s health and thoughts.

While he was not a person easily controlled by his emotions, all his composure shattered before her.

Her words cut far deeper than her indifferent attitude.

Nathaniel’s nerves, which had been stretched taut for the entire night, finally snapped at that moment.

“Listen to what I’ve got to say first before deciding whether there’s a need to communicate about the marital issues between us, Christina.” No longer in the presence of mind to bother about the fact that they were in public, he frantically grasped her wrist and started to explain things.

A frownmarred Christina’s countenance as she stared at her wrist, which had gone red from the force of the man’s grip. “You’re hurting me.”

Immediately, Nathaniel loosened his grip. He held her hand up and examined it meticulously.

Distinct marks marred Christina’s fair wrist, evidence of the force of his grip earlier.

Guilt and anguish flooded Nathaniel. In’a humble tone, he murmured, “I’m sorry. This is on me. I’ll have the doctor come and check you over.”

Christina’s skin was delicate in the first place. After she later married Nathaniel, she had people taking care of her basic needs though her days were not too peaceful. Consequently, she became even more fragile.

On top of that, Nathaniel had been treating her like breakable glass since she was confirmed to be pregnant.

Surprisingly, Christina did not withdraw her hand but left it in the man’s hold.

“Let’s take this to a quiet place.”

“Okay. Let’s go to the café on the top floor. There’s heating there, and it’s accessible via the elevator here. You won’t be exposed to the wind.”

“Whatever you say.”

collaboration between. Christina and Nathaniel had been decided in advance. Considering the fame of the

be no exaggeration to say

of people as they weaved through the crowd to head toward the elevator

few minutes, but it took them almost ten

shielded Christina in the circle of his arms,

and the child

elevator. They went straight to the café on the top floor. No sooner had they taken a seat than someone inconsiderate came over to disrupt

expect to bump into you on a whimsical desire

walked over to Nathaniel while grinning

glanced at the woman, vaguely recognizing her as a relatively renowned model who once

looks. Instead, it was because the woman threw her weight around on the day of the fashion show and

fashion show was carefully planned in advance, and an

at the critical juncture. As soon as she learned that a model threatened

who went on strike

internet. Unfortunately, her influence was limited at that time, and attention

then, Christina could not help lamenting inwardly. What a small world! And sure enough, fate always

inadvertently

his side, that means Emilia has fallen out of favor. Well, well, well… I’m actually

studying Christina. Since the latter was the

“It’s you-”

speaking, Winston, who stood beside her, yanked her over and introduced.

Mr.

Christina–is–Nathaniel’s wife?

her. Needless

chastised in displeasure, “Why are you spacing out? Go ahead and

man was angry, Xylie hurriedly tried to salvage things. She put on a

Hadley. I’m Xylie Nichols, Mr. Labarge’s girlfriend.” Subsequently, she shifted her gaze to Christina. A long moment passed before she managed to