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Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 259

“Are you all right?”

A gentle voice entered Christina’s ears as she plunged into his warm and solid chest, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

She looked up, blinked, and flashed a faint smile. “I’m fine.”

Nathaniel held her up, gently massaged her cheeks with his fingers, and looked at her affectionately. “You lost weight.”

Her face was round and chubby, akin to fluffy cotton candy, tempting him to steal a pinch of sweetness at every passing moment.

Christina tilted her adorable face, defending herself. “I eat well every day, so it’s impossible for me to lose weight due to hunger. I guess I lost weight because I’ve missed you.”

Nathaniel burst into laughter and stroked her head. “Come, let’s head back to the hotel.”

It was getting late, and he did not want Christina to feel exhausted, knowing that a late-night journey would undoubtedly take a toll on her energy.

“All right. Give me a moment. I need to pack my things first.” Christina left her belongings backstage as she rushed over to meet him.

Just when Nathaniel thought of accompanying her, he received a call from Madison.

Upon noticing that, Christina said, “You should take the call. It could be something important that she needs to discuss with you. I can handle packing my things myself.”

“All right. I’ll wait for you here, then.”

After Christina nodded in agreement, she turned around. Nathaniel proceeded to answer the call.

In a soothing voice, Madison said, “Mr. Hadley, there’s a minor issue with the production of a batch of leather materials at the factory. The suppliers we agreed upon for the raw materials are planning on increasing their prices. I’ve already emailed you the information of several suppliers. Please let me know once you’ve decided which supplier you want to go with.”

Nathaniel muttered a response before hanging up the call.

Just when he was about to walk into the studio, a crew member ran out and exclaimed, “A designer is injured! Call the ambulance!”

All the designers who participated in the competition had left the studio, whereas the director, Selena, Benjamin, and Margaret were at the celebration party. Those who stayed back were crew members tasked to clean up the premises.

When the other crew members were still in a daze, a tall figure charged into the studio like a fierce beast.

The crew member continued shouting, “Stop looking. Call the ambulance! The designer suffered a severe

loss of blood.”

Another crew member came to his sense and called the ambulance on his phone. The others put aside their work and went to check on the designer.

Nathaniel hurriedly made his way backstage, only to find a slender figure sprawled on the ground amidst a cluster of sewing machines. The floor was covered in blood.

“Christina!” he bellowed with all his might, his throat instantly overwhelmed by the faint scent of blood.

Disregarding everything else backstage, he lifted Christina from the pool of blood. Her face was devoid of any color, and she felt fragile in his arms, like a feather that could easily be blown away by a breeze.

“Get out of my way!” Like a wild lion, Nathaniel roared, his eyes bloodshot and his body emanating a strong aura of fury.

At that moment, everyone instinctively stepped aside.

Before they could take a closer at who the injured designer was, the dark figure flashed by in their line of sight, disappearing without a trace.

Just a few moments ago, he received the news of Christina winning the award from the live stream, and now she’s injured and unconscious. How did that happen?

Nathaniel held Christina’s fragile body tightly, still feeling the warmth emanating from her. The attack had clearly come from behind, as the back of her head on the right side continued to bleed profusely, staining Nathaniel’s white shirt crimson. You wouldn’t have been injured if I had gone in with you. But you’re going to be okay, Christina. You’ll be fine.

Nathaniel’s heart was overwhelmed with guilt. He could feel as if someone was squeezing his heart tightly, causing him unbearable pain and suffocating him. Whoever hurt you, I’ll skin their skin and break their bones!

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