Ch. 351..360
Chapter 351 Retaining Christina
Nathaniel’s emotions, which had just been in turmoil, resumed peacefulness.
Behind his shades, his eyes narrowed at the inexplicable sense of comfort spreading within his heart.
Yosef sighed lightly. “There’s no reason for me to slander Nathaniel. Christina, I—
“I don’t doubt you. It’s Laura’s words I don’t trust. Perhaps someone’s just trying to shift the blame,” Christina interjected lightly.
While her voice was soft, the message she hoped to convey was clear enough.
Yosef had not foreseen Christina mistrusting him and was about to come up with a retort when a tall figure stood and pulled Christina’s wrist to leave. “Rest.”
From the way he spit out that one word, it was as though speaking more would cost him.
Yosef’s expression was back to its placid state. “You should get some rest since it’s getting late. I’ll drop you off at the studio tomorrow morning.”
“I still remember the route to get there. I’ve only been gone for a few months.” Christina declined his offer inadvertently.
“All right, then. See you tomorrow.”
Christina was not surprised by how luxurious the presidential suite turned out to be since Nathaniel had been the one to arrange for it.
Before stepping into the room, Christina inquired, “Mr. Bodyguard, where will you be staying?”
“Right opposite you.” His voice was deep and husky.
Christina’s eyes widened. “A bodyguard staying in a presidential suite? You sure are living the high life.”
“I’m not your ordinary bodyguard.”
Christina laughed drily. You are almost as unique as your employer at this point.
“Get some rest. Feel free to call me if you need anything.” This was the longest sentence Nathaniel had uttered for the entire day.
Christina nodded. She entered the room, not forgetting to lock the door behind her.
Once inside, she was not in a hurry to shower as she whipped out her phone to video call Lucas.
His smart watch connected to the call promptly.
Two adorable faces appeared on Christina’s phone screen. They called out sweetly, “Mom, we missed you so much!”
“I’ve missed you two as well. Have both of you been obedient at home?” Christina felt the day’s exhaustion dissipate into thin air upon hearing the voice of her children.
Lucas radiant eyes shone like diamonds, and he pouted his rosy lips proudly. “Of course! We woke up early before our alarm clock rang to practice calligraphy and arrived at school on time!”
Christina gave them a thumbs-up. “Take good care of Camila, Lucas. I’ll be back the minute I’m done with work.”
It was late at night where Christina was and morning at Scenic Garden Manor due to the different time zones that they were in. She hung up the call shortly as she began feeling fatigued.
At the same time, Nathaniel had removed his sunglasses and face mask in the room opposite her. The mirror reflected the impassive expression on his chiseled face and his jet-black eyes that seemed to pull one into its endless depths. He grabbed his phone and dialed a number.
“Investigate who exactly was the one who leaked the design draft of Yosef’s studio.”
Sebastian replied, “Right away, Mr. Hadley.”
Nathaniel considered for a moment before continuing. I’d like to acquire Yosef’s studio. Come up with at price for it tomorrow,”
Christina wouldn’t have a reason to remain here once the studio was gone.
“I’ll get to it as soon as possible tomorrow. By the way, I’ve already sent the documents you need to handle to your email.”
Sebastian paused before querying worriedly, “Mr. Hadley, why don’t I head over there? Someone should look out for you instead of you being alone. Should I disguise myself as a bodyguard to protect Mrs. Hadley together with you?”
Nathaniel was used to Sebastian being around whenever he worked outstation and would most likely be unaccustomed to dealing with the nitty gritty work due to his absence.
Nathaniel’s brows furrowed. Won’t Sebastian’s appearance expose my true identity?
He refused Sebastian’s offer curtly and ended the call before retrieving his laptop from his luggage to go. through the documents at the work desk.
Christina woke up early at dawn the following day as she did not want to be trailed by her bodyguard.
She left her long hair down, donning a pink knitted coat on top of a simple floral dress. After slinging on. her handbag, she crept out of the room silently.
When opening the door, she tried to do so stealthily to reduce as much noise as possible from reaching the hotel room opposite her.
“Heading out?” A low, magnetic voice sounded from behind her.
Christina almost jumped out of her skin in surprise and turned around to the sight of the disguised Nathaniel, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
He was dressed in the same outfit as the day before, which consisted of baggy black attire that concealed his physique. The mask and sunglasses hid his features perfectly as well.
The imposing air around him filled up the space around him.
Christina chuckled awkwardly like a child that had been caught red-handed by their parents. “You’re up early, Mr. Bodyguard.”
Nathaniel made a sound of agreement. “Shall we go?”
“All right.”
Christina’s original plan was to wake up early to get breakfast and then take a stroll before heading to the studio
When she exited the hotel with her bodyguard behind her, there were scarcely any pedestrians on the street since it was still early at seven in the morning
The passers-by they came across couldn’t help stealing several extra glances at them as the contrast between Christina’s petiteness and the bodyguard’s powerful build called too much attention.
Christina stopped at a bakery and directed her sparkling gaze to her bodyguard. “Would you like some bread for breakfast, Mr. Bodyguard?”
No thanks Nathaniel rejected without hesitation, as eating would require him to remove his mask.
“If that’s the case, hold on a second while I grab something for myself”
Christina headed into the bakery by the street and bought two pieces of toast and two cups of hot coffee despite her bodyguard’s refusal.
They found an empty bench before sitting down with a great deal of distance between them.
Christina handed the bodyguard his portion, which he accepted but did not dig into.
Christina enjoyed her toast while sipping her coffee. The image of the breeze lifting her hair so that it artfully obscured her limpid eyes was heart-wrenchingly beautiful.
With her head bowed, she seemed to be deep in thought.
“You truly doubt that it’s him?” The bodyguard’s voice was ridiculously magnetic and lush
Christina was stunned for a moment but quickly recovered once she realized that he was referring to the conversation from the night before.
She took a sip of coffee. “It’s more like Nathaniel’s style to buy over the studio on a whim.”
Nathaniel despised beating around the bush and wouldn’t bother spending so much effort on pirating.
Behind his black mask, the corners of Nathaniel’s lips lifted at how well Christina understood him.
On the other hand, he was rarely so thoughtful of Christina. It was no wonder she’d stormed off in a rage back then.
“It’s almost time. Let’s go to the studio. You should stand quietly in a corner later and refrain from speaking”
Christina noticed she could never communicate effectively with others whenever her bodyguard was by her side.
Although his eyes and features were shielded, his intimidating aura could not be suppressed.
Chapter 352 That Is Not What I Want
The studio was on the fifteenth floor of an office building in the city center.
An enthusiastic Granatanolan lady was at the reception counter when Christina walked in. As soon as the former lifted her gaze, she recognized the latter.
The woman politely welcomed Christina and greeted her in fluent Granatanolan, “Where did you go, Christina? I thought you wouldn’t come back again.”
Everyone at the studio knew Christina was back in her home country to hold a fashion show. However, she did not return to the studio even after several months had passed, and neither did anyone manage to reach her. Naturally, everyone thought she had found a new job.
Christina smiled. “How can that be? This studio is partially my blood, sweat, and tears too.”
Having stayed abroad for many years, she had placed almost her entire fashion career in that studio. She was not someone who would give up easily.
“Where’s Yosef?” she asked.
“Mr. Gunther is inside. You can head in.”
– Christina walked into the studio with Nathaniel. The furnishing and decorations inside radiated artistic vibes, and she even spotted her own artwork.
Meanwhile, Yosef was in the middle of a meeting with a famous designer in the conference room.
However, the atmosphere was not too great.
As Christina knocked on the door and entered, she met with the grumpy gazes of the two who had just argued.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
The famous designer loosened his floral necktie. “Ask Yosef yourself. He says he wants to sell the studio.”
“What? You want to sell the studio?” Christina’s face fell almost instantaneously.
When they first started the studio, they promised each other they would become the most renowned brand in the fashion industry. We’ve put so much effort and energy into it. How can we possibly bear to sell it just like this?
A grim look clouded Yosef’s face. From the way he pursed his lips and scrunched his brows, it was evident. he was worried over the matter.
Christina stood between the two and remarked, “I know our studio’s reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement, or move the hearts of our customers with higher quality works, isn’t it?”
She did not see the need to sell off the fruit of their many years of hard labor just because of a minor setback.
Yosef turned to the other designer and asked the latter to leave as he had something to say to Christina privately.
Before that designer left, he lightly patted her shoulder and spoke in less fluent Chanacan, “Try to convince him.”
As the door shut, Christina shifted her gaze toward Yosef. “Can you tell me the reason now?”
Yosef’s brows furrowed together. “Christina, I’m in a dilemma too. I received a call from Sebastian this morning saying that he wants to buy the studio. I objected, but he used my parents’ safety to threaten
me.”
That news struck Christina like a bolt from the blue, leaving her utterly bewildered.
Before she even uttered a word, a series of loud noises rang out in front of her.
When Christina finally registered what she just heard, she saw Nathaniel’s punch had landed on Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain, the latter staggered a few steps back and clumsily leaned on the desk to stop. himself from falling.
“What are you doing, Mr. Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and immediately went up to push Nathaniel aside.
“That’s slander!” Nathaniel spat through gritted teeth.
True enough, he had instructed Sebastian to work on the acquisition, but he would never use someone’s life to threaten Yosef. It was clear that Yosef was lying.
Christina ignored him and turned to look at Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s go to the hospital and have a check.”
The metallic scent of blood spread in Yosef’s mouth, and streaks of blood occasionally seeped from the corner of his mouth. Wrath was apparent in his eyes as he glowered at the blonde man before him. Why does this man feel more and more like Nathaniel the longer I look at him?
Christina placed Yosef’s arm on her slender shoulders and supported him as they walked toward the door.
The two were almost leaning on each other.
The anger deep inside Nathaniel earlier turned into jealousy at this point. “You can’t—”
“If you’re thinking of hitting him again, I won’t let you follow me anymore. I have tons of ways to run away from you.” Christina whipped her head around, her words laced with annoyance.
She thought it was wrong to hit people, regardless of the reason.
Nathaniel clenched his fists tight discreetly. His chiseled knuckles were giving off cracking sounds because of his tightened grip. The eyes behind his shades had turned bloodshot, and his aura was as terrifying as a demon.
Rage overwhelmed him. Yet, he knew well that if he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side till she returned to the country.
Watching their retreating backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and trailed behind them.
He quickened his footsteps, and when he got nearer to the two, he reached out and pulled Christina and Yosef apart.
Having been pushed aside, Christina shot him a fierce glare. Is this Mr. Bodyguard thinking of hitting Yosef again?
To her surprise, she saw Nathaniel placing Yosef’s arm around his shoulders and helping him walk out.
Yosef was equally shocked. Nathaniel was so close to him at that moment that his formidable aura was made more apparent.
Even though Nathaniel was wearing sunglasses, Yosef could still vividly sense his sharp gaze.
Nathaniel glanced at Christina coldly. “Not leaving?”
He was a man of few words.
Only then did Christina follow after them. What exactly is Mr. Bodyguard doing? He’s the one who injured Yosef. yet he’s sending him to the hospital?
A while later, the three arrived at the hospital.
The doctor sent Yosef to do an X-ray, eventually confirming a fractured lower jawbone.
Upon learning of the news, Christina was dumbfounded. It only takes Mr. Bodyguard one punch to break one’s lower jawbone?Is there some personal grudge between them, or does he have violent tendencies?
After a series of checks, Christina requested the doctor to arrange a single ward for Yosef to rest at.
On the bed, Yosef had a cast over his injured lower jaw. Since that was the case, he had to be careful of what food he consumed during that period.
Christina forbade Nathaniel from getting anywhere near Yosef. She even instructed him to stand far away while in the ward.
Staring at Yosef, who had gotten injured because of her, Christina felt extremely bad. “I’m sorry, Yosef. It’s fault for not handling things well.”
Yosef’s dashing face appeared rather gaunt because of how pale it was. A faint glimmer flashed in his eyes. “Have you thought things through yet, Christina? Are you sure you want to stay by Nathaniel’s side?”
Christina fell silent as she did not know how to respond.
Yosef held onto her hand. “Look at how violent he is. Who knows if he’ll lock you up again if he’s unhappy one day? Did you forget who brought you the pain and torment for the past four years?”
He would never forget how difficult it was for Christina to take care of the two kids back then. It pained him to see how gloomy she often was because of Nathaniel.
Images of the past began to emerge in Christina’s mind, but she hid the discomfort and placidly muttered, “About this matter, Yosef, I’ll definitely give you an explanation. No matter if Nathaniel was the one who did it, I’ll help restore the studio’s reputation.”
“Christina, that’s not what I want…” Yosef got too agitated and hurt his injured muscle, causing him to inhale sharply.
A frown marred Christina’s countenance. “That’s enough. You should focus on recovering. Leave the rest to me.”
Chapter 353 Is He Ugly
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.
Despite standing at a decent height of a hundred and sixty-five meters, Christina appeared particularly petite next to the towering figure of over one hundred and eighty meters.
Nathaniel walked over and effortlessly grabbed the fabric rolls by standing on tiptoes.
Christina then packed all the tools she needed and left the studio with Nathaniel, who was carrying all the fabric rolls.
Back at the hotel, Nathaniel followed closely behind Christina as they entered the room.
“You can just place the items on the table and then go about your own business,” she said as she entered the room, tidying up her tools and placing them on the desk. She then took out her tablet and began working.
After setting down the rolls of fabric, Nathaniel did not rush to leave. Instead, he found a couch in the corner and sat down.
The two of them shared the same space but maintained a distance from each other.
Christina lifted her head and saw the towering figure standing there, resembling a perfect statue.
“You can go back and rest now, Mr. Bodyguard,” Christina reminded him deliberately.
Yet, the man stood still. “I can rest here.”
Christina wondered if he had caught her trying to sneak out in the morning. Is that why he’s worried?
She cleared her throat. “I won’t run away from you, so don’t worry.”
“You’ve already done that once.” His magnetic voice carried a hint of indifference.
“Fine! Whatever!” Christina massaged her temples. He’s indeed keeping an eye on me.
Christina took out a stylus pen and started sketching designs on the tablet.
The fastest way to restore the studio’s reputation was to come up with a new design that could capture the market’s attention.
Immersed in her work, she completely forgot about time.
The mouthwatering aroma of food made her stomach growl when dinner was placed in front of her. Christina lifted her gaze and saw only a single serving of dinner. “Are you not eating, Mr. Bodyguard?”
Nathaniel, who sat right opposite her, shook his head wordlessly, preferring to remain quiet whenever possible.
Unable to resist the tempting aroma of the steak before her, Christina set aside her stylus pen and took a bite of it, savoring its flavors.
She had not seen the man eat the entire day. He had not had breakfast and had been busy since noon, hardly having any food.
Christina remembered how she lost her appetite due to the change in environment when she traveled abroad for the first time. She wondered if Nathaniel was experiencing the same thing.
Despite her unfavorable impression of him, she felt it would be 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 and shook his head.
Christina knitted her brows. Why wouldn’t he eat if he’s not feeling unwell? Or is he too embarrassed to show himself?
She then arrived at a conclusion. “Mr. Bodyguard, are you too embarrassed to take off your mask and eat because you’re ugly?”
That question rendered Nathaniel speechless. I’m ugly?
Sensing his silence, 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 mask and have your meal.”
As she spoke, she lifted her hand and reached for the bodyguard’s mask.
The two of them sat in close proximity, and as Christina extended her hand without warning, her fingertip hooked the edge of Nathaniel’s mask.
Despite Nathaniel managing to pull himself away in the nick of time, the strap of the mask still snapped.
He held the mask before it could fall off and grew vigilant as he stared at Christina.
Looking at the mask’s strap in her hand, Christina awkwardly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
Before she could finish speaking, Nathaniel turned around and went into the bathroom.
A few moments later, he emerged from the bathroom, wearing two masks on his face.
Christina felt like she was shunned by Nathaniel when he sat on a couch far from her desk.
Nathaniel took out his phone and checked messages while attending to some paperwork. Though working on a phone was not the most convenient, he felt more at ease staying by her side. If I don’t stay here, Yosef might come and bother her.
Time silently passed, and before they realized it, midnight had arrived.
After completing the paperwork, Nathaniel raised his head and saw Christina’s slender figure curled up on the chair with her knees drawn close to her chest like a languid cat. Gripping the stylus pen between her fingertips, she was still sketching on her tablet.
He glanced at the phone and realized it was getting late. Christina had been working for over five hours.
Her unwavering focus indicated that she was not ready to stop.
He got up and walked over.
Christina looked up and saw a masked face looming over her, blocking the light.
The man kept mum and showed him the time on his phone. It was two in the morning.
Christina arched her brows slightly. Is he reminding me to get some rest?
“I just need to touch up a little. It won’t take long,” she said.
Seeing that she had no intention to stop what she was doing, Nathaniel frowned, reached out, and snatched the tablet from her, saving her work and then turning it off.
“What are you doing, Mr. Bodyguard?”
Chapter 354 Strange Bodyguard
Nathaniel pointed at the time on the screen and said coldly, “Rest.”
“I’ll rest later…”
“That’s what Mr. Hadley instructed.” Those words of his instantly shut Christina up and made her swallow all her excuses.
At the mention of Nathaniel’s name, Christina suddenly realized that they had not been in contact for a long time. The last conversation she had with Nathaniel was before boarding the plane.
Given Nathaniel’s temperament, it was impossible for him to not contact her at all.
Drowsiness overwhelmed her as soon as her mind stopped running. She could not be bothered to snatch. the tablet from the bodyguard. After all, she would never win.
As such, she puffed her cheeks and reluctantly stomped her way toward the bed like an angry little bunny.
Nathaniel didn’t follow her. He was a man, after all, so he should know to keep his distance.
After crawling onto bed, Christina took out her phone and sent a message to Nathaniel.
Are you asleep?
Just as she sent the message, a notification ringtone rang out in the quiet room.
The sound was faint, but she still heard it.
Why did Mr. Bodyguard receive a new message right after I sent the text? What a coincidence.
Right then, her phone buzzed, indicating that she had received a new message.
Nathaniel: No. I’ve been busy these past two days. It’s been so long already. Has everything been settled?
It’s been so long? Is it, though? Apart from the time I spent on the plane, barely thirty hours have passed since I reached.
Christina: No. Are you planning to acquire Yosef’s and my studio?
As soon as her message was sent out, another ping sounded in the quiet space.
Christina had always had good hearing since she was young, and she was especially sensitive toward tiny sounds.
Confused and suspicious, she quickly sat up from the bed, perking up her ears and zeroing in on the sound.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel sent a response: Yes.
Christina’s heart skipped a beat as she recalled what Yosef had said at noon.
Did Nathaniel really coerce Yosef to sign by threatening to harm his parents?
She felt an indescribable sense of discomfort.
Nathaniel sent another text message: It’s a legitimate acquisition.
Christina felt at ease upon reading the message. Nathaniel had no reason to deliberately hide such matters from her. After all, the truth could not be kept under wraps forever.
Knowing very well that she hated being deceived, Nathaniel had no reason to get himself in trouble.
Christina paused for a moment and replied: There’s no need for an acquisition. I have already decided to withdraw.
She immediately heard another faint ping after sending the message.
Growing even more suspicious, she rushed out of the room and approached the couch in the spacious living room. The bodyguard’s blonde hair was especially eye-catching amidst the dark space, and the loose casual outfit he was wearing concealed his figure, only exposing his fair skin.
Lying on the couch, the bodyguard was sleeping under a blanket he had taken from his room. Even while sleeping, he did not remove his mask and sunglasses.
What a peculiar guy.
At this moment, Christina received another new message from Nathaniel.
It read: When are you coming back?
Christina thought for a moment and replied: The matter hasn’t been resolved yet, but it will be soon. Take good care of the kids at home.
She missed Lucas and Camila an awful lot.
Nathaniel responded: If you miss them, come back earlier. Forget about those trivial matters.
Those words of his reflected his arrogant character. What did he mean by trivial matters? So his matters are crucial, while others’ matters are insignificant?
Christina replied: Got it. Rest early.
As she put down her phone, her gaze lingered on the sleeping man.
The bodyguard’s phone did not ping again. Given how he was sleeping so peacefully, what happened earlier seemed like a mere coincidence.
Christina quietly returned to the room and locked the door before finally going to sleep.
She woke up very early the next morning. After freshening up and changing into a new set of clothes, she continued working.
The design drafts were almost complete but it would take a lot of effort to turn them into prototypes.
If she was doing it alone, she would have to work tirelessly for a month before the finished product could be completed.
After thinking about it for a while, Christina decided to call her former assistant, Ginny.
A designer with a lot of potential, Ginny was Christina’s assistant before she went overseas. Her cutting and sewing skills were good enough to have gained Christina’s approval.
Christina quickly called her and invited her to finish the outfits that would be showcased at the fashion show.
After hearing that, Ginny agreed without hesitation.
As soon as Christina finished breakfast, Nathaniel thoughtfully placed a cup of coffee next to her on the table.
These few days, she had already gotten used to having someone bring her meals and make her cups coffee while she was working.
Nathaniel was quiet. In order to avoid disturbing her, he would sit on the couch far away while she worked. He was rarely on his phone and would just sit silently most of the time.
Following the address Christina provided her, Ginny arrived at noon.
She gave Christina a big hug when she entered. “Christina, I thought you’ve left the world!”
Does she have to make it sound like I died?
Christina smiled awkwardly. Ginny, who was in her twenties, had picked up some Chanaean from Yosef. However, her vocabulary was still somewhat limited, and her usage of words was sometimes inappropriate.
“I really need your help. It’s quite urgent too. Do you understand?” Christina went straight to the point the moment Ginny entered.
“Don’t worry. After all, I am your most capable assistant.”
Ginny walked in and immediately noticed a tall and imposing figure.
“Wow, Christina! Is this your boyfriend?” Ginny checked the man out. Although he was dressed like a street thug, his aura surpassed that of ordinary people. Instead, he had a regal demeanor.
Christina’s ears turned red as she looked away bashfully. “No. He is the bodyguard I hired.”
Since the area wasn’t safe, Ginny didn’t think too much about it. But this bodyguard does look quite handsome.
Christina led Ginny to the office. “Let’s get to work quickly.”
Ginny, who was skillful, instantly figured out how to cut the fabric just by looking at the design drawings. After Christina finished sketching the remaining two designs, she and Ginny started cutting and sewing the fabric together.
The process was rather tedious. Even after working from noon to evening, the two of them only managed to complete a half-finished garment.
The needle suddenly snapped while Christina was focused on sewing some accessories onto a piece of Teather. Its broken tip hurtled toward her face, startling her and causing her to quickly dodge to the side.
However, she still felt a pang of pain in her face, which was pricked by the sharp needle.
When Christina returned to her senses, she saw Nathaniel striding toward her.
“Are you hurt?”
His slender fingers gently cradled her delicate and fair face, as if he was holding the most precious gem in the world. Although Christina could not see the bodyguard’s eyes behind the sunglasses, she could still feel his piercing gaze on her.
Her face instantly flushed red and her heart started pounding rapidly.
The aura he’s giving off… feels just like Nathaniel’s.
Nathaniel noticed the look of suspicion in Christina’s eyes and quickly released her. He reacted instinctively when he thought that she got injured
Chapter 355 An Order From Nathaniel
“Mr. Hadley ordered me to keep you safe.”
Christina paused upon hearing that.
So he was worried about failing to comply with Nathaniel’s order? He’s so devoted to his job. No wonder Nathaniel doesn’t even bother giving me a call. Mr. Bodyguard is probably reporting my whereabouts to him at all times.
“Christina, it’s time for dinner,” Ginny piped up, stretching her body. As she rotated her waist, her bones
cracked.
Christina looked out of the window and noticed the night had fallen.
Ferropenians usually had dinner at a later time, so now was the perfect time to eat.
“Shall we eat at the hotel’s restaurant downstairs?” she inquired.
If Ginny weren’t around, Christina would probably be too lazy to even walk out of the room.
However, Ginny opposed, “What’s there to eat at the hotel restaurant? Let me bring you to a restaurant nearby. I’ll treat you.”
“”
Despite Christina’s objection to Ginny’s offer to treat her, the latter took her by the arm and pulled her out of the room.
Nathaniel followed closely, his gaze focused on Christina.
After filling their stomachs with a hearty dinner, Ginny suggested walking back to the hotel.
The restaurant was only two streets away from the hotel, making it perfect for a postprandial stroll.
At almost ten in the evening, the streets were practially empry.
It was much colder at night. While Christina was walking, she suddenly felt a jacket being draped over her shoulders. The warm scent of sandalwood immediately enveloped her, chasing the cold away.
Christina tucked her neck slightly as her glistening eyes lit up with delight. “Thank you.”
In response, her bodyguard simply let out a hum of acknowledgment.
When they reached an intersection, they came across a gang of riders who were speaking a language Christina couldn’t understand.
One of them passed by Christina and threw her a few lewd remarks, to which Ginny immediately responded with harsh words.
Unexpectedly, her statement angered them.
After driving past, the thugs turned around and began encircling the trio.
Christina instinctively reached out for Ginny’s hand and persuaded, “That’s enough.”
She could tell at first glance that these men were no righteous characters.
The thugs with colorful hair and tattooed bodies dismounted their motorcycles and set their eyes on the two ladies.
They continued to provoke the trio verbally, while Ginny stepped forward and cursed them in return, yelling at them to get lost.
However, the thugs did not take her seriously. Without further ado, the man who seemed to be their leader grabbed Ginny by the collar.
His ferocious expression intimidated Christina, who hurriedly called out, “Mr. Bodyguard, help her!”
With a calm countenance, Nathaniel shielded Christina behind him. “Don’t go anywhere.”
Then, he stepped toward Ginny before throwing out a punch from behind the woman.
Ginny could clearly hear his fist slicing through the air. The next moment, the man holding Ginny by the collar yelped in pain and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
At the sight of their companion being hit, the other men were vexed.
They cursed loudly and charged toward Nathaniel.
“Mr. Bodyguard, be careful!”
Christina’s body was taut with nervousness as she glanced at her bodyguard worriedly. Although he looked quite burly, she wasn’t sure if he could handle so many men at once.
Nathaniel was a strong fighter. As the heir to Hadley Corporation, he had learned to fight since he was young; this was a fact unknown to the outsiders.
In no time, the last man was beaten to the ground.
Ginny turned into a total fangirl after witnessing the scene. She exclaimed, “Christina, your bodyguard is incredible!”
Under the street lamp, his tall and muscular figure looked extremely mysterious.
Christina walked over and gave him the once–over. “Are you hurt anywhere?” she asked with concern.
Nathaniel shook his head, his eyes also scanning her. “Let’s go.”
What had just happened shocked Christina a little. She was surprised that the man could defeat six men on his own, but then again, he was the Hadley family’s best bodyguard.
On their way back, Ginny couldn’t stop giving him heart eyes. His slender and agile figure earlier kept flashing in her mind, making her heart race.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Nathaniel went straight into his room.
Ginny, on the other hand, grabbed Christina’s arm and asked, “Does your bodyguard have a girlfriend?”
Christina narrowed her eyes at that. “I don’t think so.”
From what she knew, the Hadley family had strict requirements for their bodyguards. They had to train even during their breaks to maintain physical fitness.
“That’s great,” Ginny chirped, her admiration for Nathaniel growing.
Christina nudged Ginny and asked tentatively, “Have you fallen for him? He might return to the countr very soon.”
With a bashful smile, Ginny replied, “So what? I’d be happy enough to spend one night with him.”
Christina shrugged, expressing her nonchalance.
She returned to her seat and got on with work, but Ginny approached her again. “The scene earlier was straight out of a movie. I just can’t help falling for him!”
Her words evoked a giggle out of Christina. “Please finish your work before you fantasize about him,” the latter quipped.
Christina then lowered her head and went back to work, while Ginny joined her. They worked together for two hours until midnight when Christina asked Ginny to go ahead and rest and return the next morning.
With that, Ginny put down her work and headed back to her room.
Meanwhile, the whirring of the sewing machine continued to echo around the quiet room. After taking a shower and changing into a fresh set of clothes, Nathaniel walked into the room.
He prepared a glass of hot milk at the bar and brought it to Christina before pointing at the time on the tablet.
Even though he said nothing, Christina knew he was urging her to sleep.
“I still have a lot of things to do today. I can’t push this back any longer,” she explained. Pulling an all- nighter was a normal part of a designer’s life.
The last time her studio received a big order, she even lost track of time and fainted from exhaustion.
Nathaniel couldn’t help furrowing his brows. She’s not listening again.
He cleared his throat and began, “Mr. Hadley ordered that you-
“If you say another word, I’ll kick you out,” warned Christina while shooting him a glare.
She found the bodyguard even more annoying to be with, compared to Nathaniel.
They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds. Then, Christina lowered her head and continued to sew the fabric in her hands, determined to complete the work that night.
The sewing machine only ran two rounds when it suddenly stopped working.
Just as Christina thought it had broken down, she raised her head, only to see that the machine’s plug had fallen into the man’s hand.
“W–What are you doing?” Christina was so infuriated she could barely speak.
She knew that the bodyguard was authorized by Nathaniel to do all this. Despite the fact that they were oceans apart, Nathaniel managed to hold control over her and made sure she ate and slept on time. It was truly impressive of him.
With a smug expression, Nathaniel raised the plug in his hand and stated, “Go to rest.”
One thing that irritated Christina the most was when someone disrupted her during work.
She leaped up from her seat and zoomed over to the man, her cheeks puffing out in anger. “Hand me the plug,” she demanded.
Chapter 356 Progress At The Venue
Nathaniel lowered his gaze. Even through his shades, he could tell the woman’s fair skin was almost glowing.
Leaping up, Christina tried to snatch back the plug from him.
Nathaniel promptly raised his arm. Given the difference in their heights, all he had to do was hold the plug at an angle Christina could not reach.
“Don’t push it, Mr. Bodyguard! I’m an adult, and I deserve the right to work up to whatever time I please.” Folding her arms, Christina glared at him with wide, unblinking eyes.
I am not a child. Why should I abide by set hours?
Nathaniel hesitated upon hearing her words but still insisted that she took a break after giving it some thought.
She has been up since dawn working without any breaks. It is now midnight, and she still wants to keep going. Even worse, it’s for Yosef’s studio. If I had known, I would have bought that damned studio and decimated it on the spot. That way, Christina wouldn’t have anything to meddle in.
Christina folded her arms. Her beady gaze remained fixed on him, a hint of anger flitting across it. “Consider this your last warning to give it back, or I’m going to be nasty.”
She looked like a kitten rearing to strike. As she did not look the least bit threatening, Nathaniel was unaffected.
Christina became completely enraged at his nonchalance.
Lunging suddenly, she bit the back of Nathaniel’s hand and glared at him. “Give it to me.”
His brows creased. The kitten even knows how to bite when angered.
He gazed down at Christina. Though she bit down as hard as she could, it felt like the sting of an ant.
Christina was still intent on retrieving the plug. When he did not look as if he was going to cooperate, she clamped down harder.
She thought he would relent, but a warm, gentle palm stroked her head. He ran his scorching fingertips through her hair like one would caress a beloved pet.
Starting off as the aggressor, Christina suddenly found herself his captive.
Hold on. What happened?
She blinked. Upon regaining her senses, she jumped away as if she was electrocuted before fixing him with a wary glare. What did he just do? Did he treat me like a child?
Nathaniel had forgotten who he was supposed to be; he could not help touching her when he noticed how charmingly innocent she looked.
“I’m going back to bed.”
Without another word, Christina bolted.
She ran into the bedroom and flipped the lock shut with a deft flick of her wrist.
Then, she threw the covers over herself, feeling most annoyed.
The following day, Nathaniel brought breakfast and set it down on the desk in the office. He gently rapped on the table by way of alerting Christina, who was still working furiously.
A knock came from the door, and Nathaniel strode over to open it.
Dressed in a black, breezy–looking dress, Ginny was holding some scrumptious breakfast in her hands. “Have you had breakfast, Mr. Bodyguard?” she asked pointedly.
Nathaniel grimaced at the overwhelming scent of her perfume. He took several steps backward, shook his head, and turned back into the room.
Ginny’s smile froze on her face. She felt as if her enthusiasm had been rudely doused. However, it did not ‘extinguish despite his indifference.
She followed him in.
After laying down the meal, she turned to the tall figure. “Which would you like to eat, Mr. Bodyguard?”
Nathaniel did not answer. Instead, he sat down on the couch in the corner.
Christina frowned. “Ginny, do you really…”
Ginny nodded in earnest.
“What’s there to like? He’s like a block of ice!” Christina could not comprehend how the heroic act from the night before had managed to capture Ginny’s heart, making her head over heels for the man.
Ginny patted Christina on the shoulder. “You don’t date. You never even noticed Yosef having a crush on you after all this time. What would you know about love?”
The tips of Christina’s ears grew red. She chided the other woman to get back to work as there was plenty to do.
“Have you booked the venue, Christina?” Ginny asked.
Usually, it was the assistant who would deal with matters like finding a venue. Schweiß
“Yes, I have, which I have relegated to the planning team. We’ll head over to check out the site in a while.” Christina kept her attention fixed on her needlework.
“After we deal with the matter of the venue, we still need some famous names to make and… that remains a big problem,” Ginny said, worried.
Christina froze in her work. “Leave that to me.”
Ginny nodded, then went about with her duties,
appearance,
That afternoon, Christina contacted the person in charge of the planning team to examine the venue.
Situated in a large field in the middle of the city, the venue did not come cheap. However, Christina deemed the location satisfactory,
When she exited the hotel, Nathaniel followed closely behind as though she was a child in need of constant parental surveillance. It was as if he feared the possibility of her going missing.
By the time she arrived, Christina realized that the contractors had done nothing else at the venue other than clear out a space.
Aside from several rows of seats, the field was vacant.
In its emptiness, it served her no better than an abandoned ruin.
“What is the problem here?” Christina interrogated the contractor hired to set the stage. “I contacted you three days ago, and you don’t even have something as basic as the scaffolding put up!”
“It’s not our fault! We’ve been getting too many orders, and we can’t cope,” the contractor explained in rapid Ferropenian.
Noticing that he was dealing with a tiny Aplothian woman, he did not bother to take Christina seriously.
The contractor knew very well that Christina was doing a fashion show. He scanned the petite woman up and down and told her in a voice laced with scorn, “The famous designer, Menair, is organizing a fashion show close by. I would reschedule if I were you.”
Christina grew irate, and her expression darkened.
It was because of the prejudice of the contractors that they opted to handle a later job despite receiving Christina’s first.
However, it was a decision the contractor would instantly regret. The woman, no taller than his shoulder, brought over a stool, stood atop it, and directed her warning glare at him. “I don’t care how many jobs you’ve taken on, you promised me you would get this done within five days. You will meet your deadline. Otherwise, I’ll sue your company for breach of contract!”
It was not Christina’s first encounter with something of this nature. After some prior experiences, she would add the clause to penalize her partners for breaching the contracts they had agreed upon by paying a hefty fee if they were to fail to deliver their goods or services on time.
The contractor froze in surprise at her proclamation, having initially planned to delay her job and finish the work contracted by others first.
Dubiously, he produced their agreement and realized that there was such a clause.
Christina fished out her phone and dialed the number of the owner of the contracting company. “Are you going to get to work, or do I have to call your boss and turn you in?”
The contractor flushed crimson, Staring daggers at Christina, he made up his mind to warn her fiercely not to meddle.
He took a step closer but found himself stopped by the towering figure behind her.
Chapter 357 I Owe Him
The man had a head of dazzling straw–colored hair and emitted a fearsome aura.
Nathaniel removed his shades to regard the contractor with an icy glare as if to warn the latter that he would not hold back against another word of disrespect against Christina.
The contractor was not afraid of the tiny woman, but he was concerned about breaching the contract, incurring the blame of his employer, and worst of all, receiving the fist of the man with the straw– colored hair.
Swallowing his anger, he slipped the contact back into his pocket. “I have another three and a half days. I guarantee we will complete the job.”
Christina descended from the stool, satisfied.
She was in no hurry to leave. As a preventive measure to dissuade them from procrastinating, she remained behind to keep a watchful eye.
“Let’s get some coffee, Mr. Bodyguard.” She turned around to address the hulking figure.
Nathaniel noticed Christina’s smile. For once, she was not complaining about him tailing her, and it cheered him up.
In single file, the pair entered a narrow alley, where time seemed to have slowed down. Christina suddenly felt conspicuous, as if a tail had grown out of her; she was attracting attention wherever she went.
At the window–side café beneath a red and white striped tent, Christina bought two cups of coffee and handed one to the man.
Nathaniel took it. The pair then headed back and settled into the seats at the venue.
A slight breeze tugged at the strands of her hair that were tucked behind her ear. Beneath her fluttering lashes, her eyes twinkled. Her delicate features, outlined against the sun’s overcast glare, made her look like the subject of a dreamy painting.
Christina’s gaze fell on the workers. Watching their gradual progress, she felt a little more at ease.
Then, she went through her list of contacts for some popular models and influencers–artists she had once worked with.
She made three phone calls and received three rejections. They either claimed not to have the time or were tentative to commit.
“Your studio is embroiled in a scandal. People would think I condone the distribution of counterfeit goods if I attended your event,” said one influencer scathingly before she hung up.
Christina lowered her phone and sighed softly.
“Giving up already? Looks like nobody will be attending your fashion show. It wouldn’t matter how hard you try,” quipped Nathaniel, who had remained silent the entire time.
Christina turned to regard him. His cold and proud demeanor seemed to exert a force field that kept others at bay. Despite the proximity the pair shared over the past few days, every interaction with him felt strange.
Christina ignored him. Instead, she kept making calls.
All of those, in turn, ended in more rejections.
Nathaniel could no longer bear to watch her getting beat down. “Why are you putting in so much effort? It’s just a design studio. I believe Mr. Hadley would open a hundred studios for you if you would just say the word.”
Just then, Christina’s contact picked up. As soon as they heard her voice, however, they hung up immediately.
It was curt and brisk.
Still ignoring him, Christina continued perusing her list of contacts.
Mr. Bodyguard is chattier than usual today. I prefer him silent.
Nathaniel grabbed her hand holding the phone. “Nobody would show up for your fashion show. To them, doing business with an insincere brand is a slap to the filce.”
That was the biggest taboo in the fashion industry. No matter the size of the brand, the slightest taint to its reputation would be met with the same disdain by the celebrities, and even more so for a tiny studio like hers
As she studied him, Christina uttered the name that sprang to mind: “Nathaniel.”
Nathaniel froze, his grip on her wrist tightening.
Have I exposed myself?
Christina narrowed her eyes at him. “You look like him Do you bodyguards working for the Hadley family share a temperament with your boss?”
All of them equally bossy and gloomy.
“Even if I were to leave, I won’t be leaving a mess for Yosef to clean up. Besides, this studio is important to him.” the woman added.
Christina’s explanation caused Nathaniel’s envy, which had just subsided, to rise again. “Are you doing this for Yosef?” he asked, lowering his hoarse voice.
“Yes. I have the responsibility to restore the studio to what it once was before I leave.” I wouldn’t feel good leaving otherwise.
Nathaniel bit his lower up.
She stays up late for Yosef. She picks a fight with a man several heads taller than her for Yosef. She puts in so much effort for Yosef. What about him is worth her efforts?
Christina glanced at the time and stood up from her seat. At once, her wrist was grabbed.
She could sense the intensity of the man’s piercing gaze even through his shades. “Is it your responsibility to leave children behind in Scenic Garden Manor for a man?”
The grip around Christina’s wrist began to hurt. She frowned, displeased. “This is my personal business. It’s not your place to speak.”
With the hostile tone, she snatched back her hand.
Nathaniel stood up suddenly, his hulking frame giving her a sense of oppression. “Do you like Yosef? Do you love him?”
When he posited the question, Nathaniel felt his heartthrob.
If Christina said yes, I will kick Yosef’s ass.
Christina was nonplussed by the question. A mix of complex emotions rose within her, and she chuckled. “Don’t jump to conclusions about something you have no idea about. Yosef has been of great help to me. I owe him that much.”
“How much exactly? Mr. Hadley can pay him back for you.”
Christina froze in her act of taking off. She regarded him with a hint of annoyance on her countenance. **Somebody extends a helping hand to pull you out of a difficult predicament. Can this kindness be measured with money?”
She had been alone with two children, and it had been Yosef who had helped her. She could not leave without regard for Yosef.
Worried, Nathaniel followed suit.
Christina stopped and turned around to glare at him. Tell Nathaniel that he’d better not do anything to harm my friend, or I will never forgive him.”
Without another word, she hailed a passing cab and entered the vehicle.
Nathaniel hurried in after her. He had even less of a reason to allow Christina out of his sight after that.
The pair returned to the hotel. Christina was truly angered. Throughout the journey, she scowled at him and busied herself with work the moment they entered the room.
Upon her return, Ginny asked after her in concern.
At noon, Ginny brought her lunch over to Nathaniel as he intended to eat with him.
Nathaniel was irritated. She did not seem intent to leave him alone after his hints, so he sought refuge in his own room.
Christina reveled in secret satisfaction when she saw him leave. He appeared afraid of Ginny approaching.
Christina worked through the day, and the product was almost completed. However, she still failed to secure the attendance of a single model or guest.
Without them, the show would not go on. It means everything I have done would have been in vain.
When Ginny went out to buy dinner that night, Christina sprawled on the desk to take a short break.
The room door swung open, admitting Nathaniel. The ball of rage that had developed earlier that day subsided at the sight of the tired woman.
Chapter 358 Let Me Do It
Christina’s phone was face–up on the table, and the screensaver was a photo of her, Lucas, and Camila standing beneath a Ferris wheel.
All three of their adorable faces were beaming with joy.
Nathaniel picked up her phone and opened the call log before snapping a photo. He then sent it to Sebastian along with a text that read: Invite them to participate in Christina’s fashion show, whatever the cost.
Sebastian texted back: Understood, Mr. Hadley.
Nathaniel then placed the phone down. Even if he tried, he could not get angry seeing her sleeping face.
He walked up to the bed and draped a blanket over Christina, doing it very gently for fear that he would wake her up.
Christina was not in deep slumber, so she opened her eyes as soon as she felt her body warming up slightly, just in time to see the bodyguard covering her with a blanket.
The distance between them was so small that she seemed to be able to see the pair of deep eyes behind the sunglasses.
Christina was slightly taken aback, her surprise evident on her visage. I thought Mr. Bodyguard was angry because of our quarrel just now. Why would he still drape a blanket over me?
Her gaze made Nathaniel feel somewhat nervous and even more worried that she would recognize him.
Thus, he quickly straightened his back and explained. Mr. Hadley instructed me to take good care of you.”
“You’re truly dedicated to your job,” Christina remarked, chuckling lightly.
Nathaniel merely hummed before walking over to the couch to take a seat.
They basically maintained this distance when Christina was not moving about.
She continued working until Nathaniel promptly reminded her to go to bed at midnight.
After the previous night’s embarrassment, Christina did not bother arguing with him, simply rising from her seat and returning to her room after saving the data
She was still worrying about the fashion show as she lay in bed. The guests aren’t confirmed yet. Is there no choice but to call it off….
Just then, her phone rang.
Who is calling me at this hour?
Christina picked up her phone to find that the incoming call was from the supermodel who had rejected her earlier that morning.
Is rejecting me once not enough? Must she do it again?
When Christina answered it, she found that the caller had a completely different attitude than earlier in the day.
“Christina, regarding your invitation this morning, I checked my schedule, and I happen to be free, so I can attend your opening show,” the supermodel stated cheerfully.
For a brief moment, Christina thought that her ears had deceived her. “Are you absolutely sure?” she asked.
“Of course. Please have your assistant send me an invitation and a contract.”
“Will do. I’ll send them over momentarily.” Christina clutched her phone tightly. “Would you be able to attend the rehearsal and fitting tomorrow?” she inquired.
“No problem. What time?”
“Nine o’clock,” Christina replied.
“See you tomorrow, then.”
Christina sprang out of bed in excitement as soon as she got off the phone.
She felt as if she had been hit by a ray of light while trapped in a bleak abyss. The kind of emotion she was experiencing was truly indescribable.
Desperately needing to share her feelings with someone at that very moment, Christina opened the door and ran to the bodyguard. “The model who rejected me this morning has agreed to attend our fashion show.”
After hearing that, Nathaniel chuckled lightly. Sebastian is pretty efficient.
“Is that so? That’s great.” His calm demeanor was a stark contrast to her excitement.
Suddenly, her phone rang numerous times in a row.
Everyone who had turned her down earlier that morning changed their minds and agreed to attend her fashion show.
Having them on board would surely help the studio regain its reputation.
“All right… See you tomorrow at nine for the rehearsal
By the time Christina ended the last phone call, her confidence level was at an all–time high.
She promptly broke the good news to Ginny. They the discussed the next day’s rehearsal and agreed to explain the imitation clothing issue after the show.
Ginny decided to compile all the information into a video that evening to make it easier for people to understand when the time came.
It was almost two in the morning by the time they finished discussing all the details.
If I don’t end the call now, Mr. Bodyguard will probably come over and take my phone away.
The next morning, Christina got up early.
She intended to move all the clothes and tools to the backstage of the venue. Now’s the time for Mr. Bodyguard to reach his full potential. It would be a waste not to have such a big guy help me move things.
Christina got to work as soon as she reached the venue,
Since there was nothing Nathaniel could help out in terins of needlework, he found an empty seat not far from Christina and sat down.
He then observed her slender figure weaving in and our backstage.
Christina’s hair was casually pulled back into a ponytail, the pink hair tie adding a touch of softness to her profile.
Her waist was even thinner than that of some of the models. She stood in black Yves Saint Laurent high heels, her figure forming a graceful curve from head to toe.
At some point, she exuded an added sense of intellectual maturity, and she struck the perfect balance of seeming playful yet classy, giving people the impression that she was strong and dependable.
Christina set up a rehearsal for the models to try on the outfits for the show, and there were still necessary alternations to be made to the clothing’s looseness.
She worked till nighttime, only stopping when she was certain that everything was in order.
Tomorrow night is the opening of the show. This is the first battle for the revival of the studio. I can’t afford to make any mistakes and must complete it well.
After work, she bought dinner and headed to the hospital to visit Yosef.
Nathaniel was reluctant to go, but he still went along with hier.
Later at the hospital, the doctor stated that Yosef was recovering well and could go home to rest since he was fine.
However, he was still wearing a plaster cast over his jaw so he had to be extremely cautious when eating.
Worried that he might injure himself if he moved too much, Christina offered, “Let me feed you.”
Yosef gazed at her sweet and innocent face and responded, “Okay.”
Nathaniel, who stood nearby, was displeased and stepped forward to stand between the two of them. “I’ll do it.”
Christina stared at him dubiously. “Don’t you take action again.”
The scene of him hitting someone was still replaying in her mind. The vicious manner in which he threw those blows was terrifying. Nathaniel would probably be similar to him if he got angry. Tsk. Why did I think about Nathaniel again?
Christina opened the takeout container and handed Nathaniel the bowl of oatmeal inside.
The latter took it with disdain in his heart.
What right does Yosef have to let me feed him? However, the image of Christina feeding Yosef intimately irritated him even more.
Nathaniel scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal and shoved it into Yosel’s mouth.
It was so hot that the latter yelped and hurriedly spit out the oatmeal in his mouth, “Are you trying to kill
me? It hurts…”
Yosef’s jaw jerked as he spoke agitatedly, triggering a pain so intense that he dared not speak anymore and could only glare at Nathaniel in anger and frustration.
I’m certain this man had a grudge against me in his previous life. Otherwise, why would he hurt me repeatedly?
Christina rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Let me do it!
She stepped forward to take the bowl of oatmeal, but Nathaniel dodged her hand and would not give it to her.
Yosef’s heart was in his throat as he observed the bowl of piping hot oatmeal wobbling in front of him. “That’s enough. Stop fighting over the bowl. I’ll eat it myself!” he exclaimed.
Chapter 359 Live Fashion Show
Yosef hastily picked up the bowl of oatmeal as if his life depended on it.
Narrowing his eyes, Nathaniel glared at the other man coldly. He should’ve done this from the very beginning. Then, he wouldn’t have gotten scalded.
Meanwhile, Christina took advantage of the lull and told Yosef about her plan to organize a fashion show.
When Yosef heard that, a wealth of warmth suffused him, and his gaze softened significantly. “How would you manage by yourself? Let me get discharged and help you.”
“No, it’s okay. This isn’t my first time organizing a fashion show.” Guilt swamped Christina at the sight of his face, which was still swollen on one side.
At that, Yosef chuckled. “I remember how you were so panicked the first time you organized a fashion show. You were practically on the verge of tears as you forgot to prepare the music. Haha… It feels as though all that has just happened yesterday.”
Christina’s checks flushed bright red. She recalled her anxiousness in the past before she came to the point. where she could remain calm and unruffled at present. Indeed, he’d helped me a lot.
In the blink of an eye, all those memories vanished into thin air.
“Have a good rest. I’ll come over with good news after the fashion show tomorrow.” In truth, she still had something to say to the man.
However, she decided that she would only voice it tomorrow after the fashion show.
Nathaniel watched as they both chatted happily. Why was she never in such a good mood when she talked with me usually?
“I remember that you love the ice cream from Mauve Avenue. I’ll buy it for you when you’re discharged from the hospital. Also…”
Before she could finish speaking, Nathaniel stepped forward and grabbed her hand before heading out with great strides.
The green-eyed monster was the root of rashness, and Nathaniel understood the meaning of that saying all too well at that moment.
Like a rabbit being dragged away by a lion, Christina struggled to keep pace with the man.
Jealousy pervaded Nathaniel. Why does she see other people’s goodness alone and not mine?
After leaving the hospital, they got into the car.
During the drive back, Christina glanced sideways and studied Nathaniel’s expression. His face was seemingly concealed in shadows, yet his gaze still radiated an authoritative aura through his sunglasses.
She lowered the car window, allowing the cool breeze to enter the vehicle. “When I go back, I’ll definitely. tell Nathaniel to give you a bonus. You’re really loyal to him and dedicated to your job.”
Parting his lips a fraction, Nathaniel replied, “Mr. Hadley loves you beyond words. Please also empathize with him and understand him.”
Her words felt like a stab in the heart to Nathaniel. “He only acts in such a manner because he cares about you.”
“He sent someone over to keep tabs on me because he cares about me? Am I his prisoner or trophy?” Christina shifted her gaze to the scenery outside the window.
Despite the wind in her face, she felt that she had no freedom at all.
Is love confinement? No, it should be mutual respect. Regretfully, he’ll never understand that.
Nathaniel stared at her, but words eluded him.
It had never crossed his mind to keep tabs on her. Instead, he was merely worried about her safety.
The atmosphere remained strange the entire drive, with neither of them saying a single word. It was already late by the time they arrived back at the hotel, and only then did Christina realize that they had not eaten dinner.
“Would you like to have Western or Oriental food?” Christina asked, glancing back over her shoulder at the man.
“I’m fine with anything,” Nathaniel answered.
“Let’s have Western food, then. It’s nearer.”
As Christina walked along the street with him, it was as though she was in the company of a wild beast. Everyone around instinctively dodged away at the sight of them.
Turning onto a street, they went into a Western restaurant.
Christina chose a table by the window and sat down before ordering a plate of spaghetti and a glass of orange juice.
“Aren’t you eating, Mr. Bodyguard?” She held the menu out to him.
After taking it, Nathaniel promptly handed it to the server. “No.”
He would be made the instant he took off his mask, after all.
Since he had said as much, Christina did not press the issue. Shortly after, a server served the food.
A candle burned in front of the glass window, illuminating her profile. The gentle light added to her allure.
She cast her gaze out the window every so often, making for a beautiful sight with the moonlight in the background. Throughout it all, Nathaniel had his eyes fixed on her.
After dinner, the two of them strolled back to the hotel.
Out of the blue, Christina snapped her head back. “Can you stop walking behind me all the time, Mr. Bodyguard? It’s strange.”
Since I can’t get rid of him, it might be a good idea to coexist in peace.
The next day, Christina had to begin doing the preparations at noon, although the fashion show was at night.
She was as busy as a beaver. Conversely, Nathaniel held his phone in hand and secretly snapped a few photos of her at work.
Her facial features were exceedingly gentle, and her nose was at the perfect height, giving others a strong yet reserved sense of tenderness.
Every single photo looked as though they were paintings.
Before the fashion show, a local fashion channel turned up and asked for a collaboration with Christina for a live broadcast.
Christina agreed right then and there, knowing that a feature on television would boost the studio’s reputation significantly.
Soon, the sky darkened gradually as night descended. As the strains of music drifted into the air, the models started stepping onto the catwalk, one after another.
Each set of clothing was unique. The live broadcast’s host used all the adjectives in her repertoire to describe the splendor of the fashion show.
The fashionable and unique clothing, coupled with their display by supermodels and the attendance of renowned celebrities, were undoubtedly the highlight of the event.
The number of viewers for the live broadcast had been soaring since the very beginning.
When the live broadcast finally drew to an end, it broke the fashion channel’s viewership record.
Ecstatic, the host hugged Christina and congratulated her fervently. On top of that, she asked the latter to say a few words about her experience organizing a fashion show before the cameras.
It was almost midnight by the time the curtain fell on the entire fashion show.
After they had packed everything, Ginny proposed visiting a nearby bar to celebrate their success.
That was a customary practice after a fashion show.
Christina concurred since everyone, including the staff, had been working hard for the past few days. As such, it was time for her to reward them.
Nathaniel, on the other hand, detested such a crowded place. Yet, he could not bring himself to crush her mood when she seemed incredibly excited.
When they all arrived at the bar, Christina reserved half the place and ordered a lot of liquor.
Nonetheless, she was resolved to keep to her limit.
She was well aware of her alcohol tolerance, and five bottles were the most she could drink. If she drank further, she would be inebriated.
For that reason, she usually drank only a bottle. That would ensure that she was still sober despite being a touch tipsy
When they were all having fun. Ginny pushed Christina up the stage in the bar, urging her to sing a song.
Caving into her colleagues’ cheers, Christina randomly selected an Anglandurn song.
In no time, the music started, accompanied by a cheerful voice.
“Na-na-na, na-na-na.”
“I’m no beauty queen, I’m just beautiful me.”
“Na-na-na, na-na-na.”
“You’ve got every right to a beautiful life.”
The strobe lights illuminated Christina’s crystalline eyes, and her profile was stunningly beautiful with her head tilted. Standing on the stage, she flashed Nathaniel a smile.
That mesmerizing smile hit the man squarely in the heart like a bullet. She was all that remained in his mind and blood.
At three o’clock in the morning, Christina decided to leave since it was late. Just then, Ginny whispered. into her ear.
She merely looked at the latter with a conflicted expression on her face without responding in any way.
“I beg you, Christina. Please help me.”
“I can’t help you. If you like Mr. Bodyguard, seck him out by yourself and confess your feelings to him.”
Chapter 360 The Man In Dark From That Night
Ginny seemed stumped. “But Mr. Bodyguard keeps following you. I don’t have a chance to be alone with him.”
Christina understood what she meant. “When he comes back later, tell him I’ve returned to the hotel.”
Ginny perked up and said gratefully. “Thank you, Christina. You’re indeed my best friend!”
Christina chuckled softly but didn’t say anything else. She packed up her stuff and left the bar.
A short while later. Nathaniel ended his call and returned to the bar.
Ginny threw herself into his arms and clung to him like glue. “Mr. Bodyguard, I really like you…”
Nathaniel frowned and pushed her away. Is she drunk?
He looked around the area, but Christina was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is Christina?” His voice had turned cold in rage.
Ginny’s pride took a blow when he pushed her aside. I’m attractive and have a great figure. I’ve made advances toward him, but he rejected me. Is he blind?!
She reached out to slap Nathaniel’s sunglasses away so he could get a good look at how attractive she was.
The moment she raised her arm, Nathaniel instantly grabbed her wrist and pinned her with a withering look. “I’m going to ask this one last time. Where is Christina?”
“You only care about Christina. Do you like her? Don’t forget that you’re just a bodyguard her husband. hired to protect her!” Ginny exclaimed in frustration. She was so flustered that her eyes had turned red.
Nathaniel was getting impatient. He noticed Christina’s bag wasn’t in her seat, so she had most probably left.
He refused to waste time with Ginny and strode to the exit.
Ginny went after him. “I won’t ask you to take any responsibility, so don’t worry. Should we spend a wonderful night together?”
Nathaniel pried her arms off him. He was so forceful that Ginny nearly tumbled to the ground.
As he strode away in determination, Ginny’s cheeks flushed crimson. Why is he so stubborn?
Christina wandered along the desolate street, wondering if the bodyguard was currently in a dark corner. with Ginny.
I can’t imagine that. Someone as indifferent as him wouldn’t be able to resist a passionate and hot young lady, right? No man would resist a woman who throws herself at him.
Suddenly, the loud revving of a motorcycle reached her ears, snapping her out of her daydream and even sobering her up.
Several motorcycles screeched to a halt nearby, and a group of young Ferropenian men dismounted, unleashing a barrage of insults in her direction.
Christina recognized one of them as the thug who caused trouble for them previously.
Ugh, what a small world.
The leader stepped forward and raked a lecherous gaze over Christina.
The latter appeared vulnerable, so he reached out boldly to touch her face.
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Christina knitted her brows as she threw her bag at the man’s head. She also kicked his groin when he wasn’t paying attention.
The man’s anguished yell caused the other thugs to put their guards up.
They had no idea that the slender and meek-looking young lady could be this harsh.
By the time they regained their senses, she had already fled the scene.
“Get her!”
The men discovered Christina across the street and immediately went after her.
Christina ran with all her might and soon distanced herself from them.
However, the thugs were way too familiar with the area. They disappeared for a moment and soon emerged from another alley.
Christina was surrounded on both sides, unable to escape.
“You won’t get to escape now!”
At once, Christina hurled her bag in the man’s direction, but this time, he had expected her moves. As a result, he grabbed her bag and tossed it away.
Christina lost her balance and crashed to the ground, twisting her ankle in the process. Gasping in agony… she clutched her injured ankle.
The men’s laughter grew increasingly raucous when they heard the sounds she made out of fear.
As one of the thugs reached out eagerly to grab Christina’s waist, an icy chill suddenly engulfed him from behind. His vision blurred, and before he could comprehend what was happening, a searing pain shot through his wrist.
The metallic stench of blood wafted into the air.
The rest of the thugs froze, their smiles fading when they noticed their companion was hurt.
When they finally got a good look at the newcomer, they felt a chill go down their spines. It’s the man in black from that night!
After getting beaten up badly that night, they knew better than to provoke him yet again.
Without hesitation, they dragged their wounded companion up and ran for their dear lives.
Finally regaining her composure, Christina took deep breaths, her heart pounding in her chest. As her gaze focused, she saw a tall figure standing in the dark night, looking like a true hero of the night.
“Mr. Bodyguard, why aren’t you with Ginny?”
Nathaniel’s gaze turned dark. She knows Ginny is after me. How could she ignore this?
He was so furious that he couldn’t bring himself to utter a word.
Striding over, he extended his hand to help Christina up
“Oh, it hurts. I can’t move,” Christina said, furrowing her brows in pain. Her pitiful expression tugged at one’s heartstrings, evoking an instant sympathy.
“Did you sprain your ankle?” Nathaniel asked, his eyes trained on the wound on her leg. It wasn’t swollen. or red, indicating that she had likely pulled a muscle.
That discovery merely added to his foul mood.
Cold sweat beaded on Christina’s forehead. “I need some anti-inflammatory medicine.”
“I’ll bring you to the hospital.”
Nathaniel bent down and picked her up before striding away.
His arms were strong, making her feel oddly secure.
The moonlight illuminated their figures, casting long shadows on the brick-paved road.
It was especially quiet, so Christina could hear his heart thumping clearly.
Her cheeks turned pink as she asked, “Mr. Bodyguard, why weren’t you with Ginny?”
A scowl buried itself in Nathaniel’s forehead as he didn’t want to recall the crazy woman. “I don’t like her.”
“Huh? You don’t like women?” Christina gaped in disbelief upon hearing his answer. She quickly remembered that the bodyguard was indifferent to her.
He would sit as far away from her as possible and actively avoid any unnecessary contact.
Oh, so it turns out that Mr. Bodyguard doesn’t like women. No wonder Nathaniel isn’t worried about a man protecting me in a foreign country.
Nathaniel’s gaze flickered toward the woman in his arms, her eyes gleaming with a sense of delight as if she had stumbled upon a profound revelation.
I wish I could open her head and see what’s inside.
Since she had misunderstood everything, he found himself too lazy to explain to her.
Nathaniel waited a while by the road before managing to hail a taxi to head to the hospital.
The doctor examined Christina and got Nathaniel to pay her medical bills before they tended to her wound. He also advised Christina to spend the night in the hospital to be observed closely.
If everything went well, she would be able to get discharged tomorrow.
After making herself comfortable in her ward, Christina gave Lucas and Camila a call.
She didn’t want the children to see her lying in a hospital bed and chose not to video call them.
The call soon connected, and the kids’ voices scrambling to call her “Mommy” filled her heart with warmth.