Christina and Nathaniel felt their hearts skip a beat.
They exchanged a glance. How would Francis know?
“Take us to him.” We have to see him to get to the bottom of this.
“He says he will only speak to Christina.” Parker glanced uncomfortably at Nathaniel.
Nathaniel scowled at those words. His displeasure was apparent. Christina knew how Nathaniel felt about Francis and also the latter's obsession with her. She was about to reject the request when Nathaniel said, “Go ahead. I'll wait here for you.”
Christina looked at him in surprise and noticed his hands were balled into fists. It was plain that he was feeling deeply conflicted.
She had never seen him like that before. After all, he was stubborn and dogmatic, especially when it concerned Francis.
“No. We'll go together.” Christina took Nathaniel’s hand and gave him a determined look before turning to Parker. “I won't see him alone.” In other words, if Nathaniel could not come with her, she would not go.
Sensing the warmth radiating from her palm, Nathaniel felt his initial displeasure ebbing away.
It was only at that moment that he realized letting go did not mean losing something but holding on too tightly would.
“Fine.” After considering it, Parker led Christina and Nathaniel to Francis.
After all, Francis had only made it clear that Christina's presence was expected without mentioning any other conditions.
As they followed in Parker's wake, Christina realized the road was closed because Francis was shooting a scene there.
No wonder he sent his assistant to intercept us here. It appears that he saw us.
“Wait a moment, Christina, Mr. Hadley. Francis will be right over.” After leading them to Francis' minivan, he left to notify Francis. “How do you think he knows about my biological parents?” Christina asked, voicing the question gnawing at her as soon as they were alone in the minivan.
Nathaniel did not look surprised, but a hint of jealousy laced his voice when he said, “I don't know how he knows, but he must still be pining over you and is trying to remain relevant in your eyes.”
At the thought of Francis having residual feelings for Christina, Nathaniel clenched his fists involuntarily.
Christina sensed the rage emanating out of him. Instead of feeling adverse like she used to, she found it adorable how he was anxious about her. She stroked his hair.
“Oh, cheer up! He can try as much as he wants to gain my attention, but he will never overshadow my one and only husband.” Her honeyed words dispelled Nathaniel's rage in an instant.
Gazing at Christina's thin and shiny lips, he kissed her instinctively. The temperature in the vast minivan suddenly soared.
Christina resisted initially, as she was worried about how it would look if somebody came by.
However, Nathaniel was relentless. Feeling her head spin from his amorous assault, she fell limp into his arms.
“Ahem!”
Francis, who had been standing there for some time, felt discomfited at the scene. Aware that he had no right to say anything about it, he could only stand and watch.
Unexpectedly, the couple began to entangle themselves with each other. Unable to bear looking at them another second longer, he was forced to interrupt pointedly.
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This is chapter 63, it got reupload as 64, can you please fix it?...