Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 202

Madison? It was her?

Neither Christina nor Madison was the focus of the photo. However, it happened to capture Madison filming Christina with her phone in a corner.

Don’t tell me she was the culprit who orchestrated things behind the scenes again.

Christina had known that Madison had been intentionally targeting her all along, but she had never expected the latter to resort to such petty means.

If Nathaniel hadn’t arrived in time and saved me the Lachlan family would be tortured me to no end. I’m never going to let this slide so easily!

She hid the photo, for she had no plans to go head–to–head against Mar

Just then, the door was pushed open. Nathaniel came in with a cup of hot chocolate” “Have some hot chocolate. It has a calming effect.”

“Who said that? Why have I never heard of it?” After taking the cup of hot chocolate from him, Christina took a sip.

It was sweet and steaming, suffusing her with warmth.

Clueless about it. Nathaniel admitted. “I don’t know. That’s what the help said.”

I told her that Christina suffered a fright, and she made a cup of hot chocolate, claiming itd work wonders

His bumbling concern amused Christina, and she gizzled.

Putting down the cup, she went over to him. She tugged at his hand and murmured. “I’ve gotten my salary. How about I get you a gift!”

“Sure!”

She took out her tablet and tapped open the shopping app on it. “This brand specializes in comple’s watches. Choose one you like.”

The watches cost tens of thousands at the very least, but they were dirt cheap compared to those he usually wore, which were priced at millions.

This is all I can afford at the moment. I’ll buy you an expensive one when I’ve made more money,” Christina added with a smile, her crystalline eyes curving into crescents.

Nathaniel paired her on the head. “I’ll buy instead. You keep your money.”

“Hmm, okay, then Christina had wanted to buy a gift as a token of love.

But on second thought, she nixed the idea since it was indeed unfitting for him to wear such a watch in light of his status.

“It’s late now. You should go to sleep.”

Nathaniel scooped her up. Her feminine fragrance wafted into the air, perfuming the air with a sweet

aroma.

Having been carried back to the bed in his arms, Christina slept huddled against him like a kitten.

Early in the morning, Sierra came to Scenic Garden Manor. She had learned about everything that had happened last night.

It was evident that Nathaniel was truly enraged as he had barged into the Lachlan residence and taken Christina away.

“Nathaniel usually has breakfast at eight o’clock on the dot. Why is he not down yet at this hour?”

Sierra could not help asking that question when she saw, that it was almost nine o’clock then.

Just when Raymond was about to reply to that, he heard footsteps from the staircase.

Nathaniel descended the stairs with Christina hand in hand.

The sight of the couple acting so intimately irritated Sierra.

Alas, she was there to intercede for the Lachlan family that day, and she could not leave without accomplishing that task.

“Nathaniel, about the incident with the Lachlan family, can you let the matter slide?” she asked calmly.

After all, Abigail had had her approval when she took Christina away.

Nathaniel held Christina’s hand, his palm giving her a strong sense of security. “You shouldn’t be asking me that. Instead, you should be directing that question to my wife.”

Immediately, Sierra’s expression changed.

He wants me to lower myself and make peace with her? This… is absolutely impossible!

Clocking the man’s forbidding expression with no room for discussion, however, she had no choice but to shift her gaze to Christina. “It’s my bad this time. Let it go for my sake.”

Needless to say, Christina was irked deep within, but regretfully, the woman was Nathaniel’s aunt.

She did not want to strain the family’s relationship. As such, she begrudgingly relented, “I’ll let it slide, but please don’t hand me to others before getting to the bottom of things next time, Aunt Sierra.”

I’m not a saint, and I can’t take it lying down every time someone else hurts me.

Argh! I’ve never imagined I’d get lectured by a little girl at my age!

Could it be that Mr. Hadley is buying me a new watch because he knows that mine has stopped working?