Chapter 474 Think All You Want
Christina entered the house and went upstairs directly. She did not even change into her house slippers.
Right before she walked into the room, Nathaniel got hold of her and said in a deep voice, “Camila has just dozed off after taking her medicines. Don’t wake her up.”
Christina withdrew her hand from the knob but decided seconds later that she would make her way into the room discreetly. As she walked closer to the children’s bed and saw them fast asleep, she felt a lump in her throat.
She bent her body to gently rub Camila’s forehead and caressed her little face, only to realize just how much weight Camila had lost. Her chubby cheeks had become slimmer.
She touched Camila’s face and was relieved that it was not very warm. She gave Camila a peck on the check before going over to check on Lucas.
Lucas was sleeping soundly on his side. Christina took in his little round head and thick, long lashes covering his eyes and planted a kiss on his cheek.
She continued watching them for a while before leaving their room.
As soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw Nathaniel waiting there patiently.
It was almost midnight, and the dim lights that shone on him made him look imposing and hostile.
“I’m going to take a rest in the guest room downstairs,” said Christina before heading down.
When she walked past him, he held her wrist in a vice-like grip. He was a bit too aggressive that he hurt her a little.
Christina furrowed her eyebrows and asked in a low voice, “Is there anything else?”
Nathaniel’s gaze darkened. He did not reply but immediately carried her up and then strode to the bedroom.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!” Christina muttered, rejecting him. She was worried about waking the children up, so she dared not speak loudly. She became anxious when he remained indifferent. “Put me down!”
Nathaniel quickened his pace as he walked toward the bedroom. With a deft flick of his hand, he shut the door behind him and put Christina down.
She glared at him with wide eyes. Why can’t we talk this out? Must he use brute force?
She tried to be patient with him as she said, “Are you letting me have the master bedroom? If so, please
leave at once.
She then turned her head to the other side, refusing to see his expression.
Christina’s resistance made Nathaniel lose his patience completely. He raised his hand and held her by her chin. “Who’s the man who drove you back just now?”
Fear flashed across Christina’s eyes. It was not because she came back in Sheridan’s car but because she was well aware of Nathaniel’s jealous nature and its consequences.
He was the kind of person who would get jealous very easily without considering the actual situation.
Christina explained briefly, “It was already getting late, and I couldn’t catch the last train, so I hitched a ride back with my friend. Is there anything wrong with that?”
“Oh? A friend?” Nathaniel’s menacing aura enveloped Christina’s small frame. “This particular friend of yours had dinner with you, worked with you till midnight, and drove you all the way back to Scenic Garden Manor despite it being a few hundred kilometers away. What a friend you have there!”
The tension in the room was so thick one could cut it with a knife. At that moment, Christina found it difficult to breathe. She knew that Nathaniel was infuriated.
“You can think all you want. It’s none of my business. My conscience is clear. Christina tried to explain to him nicely, yet he purposely twisted her words. There was nothing she could do.
Nathaniel’s temples throbbed. He was rendered speechless. Not only was she alone with a guy, but she also didn’t think it was necessary to reflect on herself.
He shot her a cold stare and asked, “What do you mean by your conscience is clear?”
Christina froze and held her breath.
“Does being alone in a room count? What about holding hands? Visiting an art exhibition together? Or kissing each other on the lips?”
Nathaniel closed in on her every time he asked a question. In the end, she retreated all the way from the door to the bed.
Christina felt an unknown sense of pressure engulfing her. She began to tremble as she explained herself. “We never held hands or kissed!”
“Really? Let me check.”
With that, Nathaniel sealed her lips with a passionate kiss. His warm breath awakened every cell in her body as a strong urge crept up on her and robbed her of her sanity.
It was not until the man’s breath fell on her neck that Christina’s nerves tensed up. “Let go of me, Nathaniel…”
He clasped her wrist. At that very moment, Christina was like a fragile crystal ball to him. She was exquisite, beautiful, and alluring, and she could only belong to him alone.
In the next second, he opened his mouth and bit her neck hard.
“Let me go, you jerk!” Christina choked out.
“Me! A jerk? The moment I left, you went flirting with another man. Who’s the real jerk here, huh?” Nathaniel continued biting her jaw like a bloodthirsty wolf who needed to be satisfied with flesh and blood
“Let go of me, Nathaniel!” Christina snapped at him as tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision.
“You’re my wife now. No one can do anything to stop me if I don’t let you go!”
His big palm landed on her sheer skirt. Soon, the sound of fabric being torn rang out as Nathaniel held Christina in his arms.
A cool breeze drifted through the open window and made the curtains billow. It was a particularly long night.
It was not until the morning sun streamed into the bedroom that Christina woke up. With a frown and an aching body, she dragged herself into the bathroom.
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