As the end of working hours approached, Christina walked up to Nathaniel’s desk and gently knocked on the surface with the back of her hand. “It’s almost time to get off work now. Please put your unfinished work on hold.”
Nathamel looked up. His brows twitched slightly.
Christina wore a white blouse with the hem of her clothes tucked into her skirt. The edge of her skirt sat just above her knees, giving her a sensual yet dignified appearance.
Her long, black hair fell to her waist, making her figure seem exceptionally slender.
He wondered how terrific it would be if she dressed like that daily and worked for him as his secretary.
Noticing the lack of response, she strode over. “What are you daydreaming about? It’s time to go back to the Hadley residence and pick up our son.”
Nathaniel reached out and wrapped his arm around her slim waist, pulling her into his embrace.
“I’m tired. Give me a massage,” he drawled in his magnetic and enticing voice.
Her mind was occupied with the task of picking up her son, so she had no choice but to comply and give him a quick massage.
She exerted just the right amount of strength with her fingertips, and the combination with the faint fragrance emanating from her wrist invoked great comfort within him.
Nathaniel felt significantly relaxed. Only then was he willing to put down his work and leave.
Upon returning to Scenic Garden Manor, Camila held Christina’s hand and said, “Mommy, can I learn dancing?”
Camila was almost four and was beginning to show interest in girly things.
“Sure. What kind of dance do you want to learn? Mommy will sign you up.” Christina lifted Camila in her arms and kissed her face.
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Camila smiled sheepishly. “I want to learn ballroom dancing, can I?”
“Of course you can,” Christina agreed.
Camila was delighted. She slid down from her mother’s arms and ran into the dining room.
Stepping on a stool, she poured a glass of water and trotted back to Christina. “Here, Mommy.”
Christina received the glass of water and took a sip. Even if it was just plain water, it tasted good because her daughter had poured it for her.
Even at such a young age, Camila knew how to please others.
Christina figured there was some truth to the saying that spending effort on children was better than on
men.
Early the next day, Christina brought Camila to the ballroom dance section of the kindergarten. “I want to sign Camila up for the lessons.”
“Sure. Please follow me to make the payment. The teacher led the two to the cashier.
“That will be fifty-eight thousand for a month’s fee,” said the teacher.
Christina paused while taking out her bank card. “A month? It’s that expensive?”
She found it barely acceptable if the fee was for one semester.
“Not at all. We hire the most professional tutors to provide the lessons, so it’s absolutely worth the price.” The teacher flashed a dazzling smile…
Although Christina felt her heart ache to have to spend that hefty sum, she didn’t hesitate after seeing the anticipatory look in Camila’s eyes.
She took out a black card with gold letters from her bag. “Please charge my card for a year’s fees.”
“All right. No problem.”
The teacher took the card. After a few beeps, the fees were paid.
Afterward, the teacher handed Christina a new dance dress and shoes. “She would need to change into this outfit, and we can start the lesson now.”
“Mommy, hurry up. I want to put them on.”
Christina chuckled. She’s getting more and more fond of looking pretty.
She helped Camila change into the dance outfit and shoes. Christina also tied up her daughter’s hair, revealing the latter’s fair and smooth visage. “You look so beautiful.”
Camila twirled in her dress and uttered sweetly, “Mommy is beautiful too. That’s why you gave birth to such a beautiful me!”
What a honey-tongued girl! Christina led Camila into the dance studio.
The front row was almost filled with girls around Camila’s age. Behind them were little boys in shirts and
trousers.
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This is chapter 63, it got reupload as 64, can you please fix it?...