Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 297

Julia beamed and nodded eagerly. “Remember to drink it while it’s still hot, I’ll head back now.”

Nathaniel glanced at the thermos flask in front of him and picked it up. At once, the strong scent of traditional medicine hit his nostrils.

His allergic reaction caused by misogyny was a vulnerability, a weakness he had to keep hidden. If news of his condition were to spread, it would pose a significant threat to him.

He downed the herbal concoction in one go.

The elevator doors slid open.

Christina was heading to the office with the lunchbox when she ran into Jewel, who had just come out of Madison’s office.

They couldn’t stand the sight of each other.

Christina stared straight ahead, refusing to look at Jewell

When they walked past each other, Jewel couldn’t stop herself from grabbing Christina’s hand. She cast a contemptuous look at the lunchbox and sneered, “Do you think you’re a five–star chef? How dare you cook for Nathaniel?”

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Christina swiftly pulled back her hand, knowing that the more Jewel grew furious, the calmer she needed to be. “Nathaniel adores my cooking. He always polishes off the dishes I prepare for him.”

Jewel finally grasped the unsettling sensation of witnessing someone speak with the utmost provocation in the calmest demeanor. Christina might appear gentle on the surface, but beneath her façade lay a person armed with sharp thorns.

Her eyes nearly popped out of her sockets as she flushed in anger. “Stop acting all smug. When Nathaniel gets better, he’ll discard you and get a better, prettier, and more efficient wife!”

Christina didn’t understand what she meant. She couldn’t comprehend the meaning behind Jewel’s cryptic statement. Nathaniel had always been in good health, or so she believed. Why was Jewel insinuating. otherwise? Her words seemed like nonsensical ramblings to Christina.

Has she lost her mind after I angered her?

Jewel tamped down the urge to reveal the truth and turned around, fleeing the scene.

Christina ignored her words and walked into Nathaniel’s office.

The office was spacious and brightly lit, with the air conditioner running constantly. However, the pungent aroma of the traditional medicine still lingered in the air.

As their gazes met, Christina felt herself blushing shyly. They had parted on a sour note that morning, but after she calmed down, she realized Nathaniel must’ve gotten upset as he cared about her a lot.

Christina dug her nails into her palms as she blinked at him innocently like a child who had done something wrong. She looked so adorable that Nathaniel couldn’t help forgiving her no matter what she

did.

“I prepared lunch for us. Shall we eat together?” she asked softly like a kitten that had just woken up from.

its nap.

“Sure.” The gloom in Nathaniel’s eyes faded away a little.

Christina went over to the coffee table. Suddenly, she frowned and asked, “Nathaniel, why does your reek of herbal concoction?”

office

“Oh. Mom brought some for me earlier, came Nathaniel’s reply. His expression stiffened. He wasn’t good at lying.

“I see.” Christina was oblivious to his strange reaction. She unpacked her lunchbox and smiled, for him to join her. “Come, let’s eat.”

Nathaniel put the file he was holding aside and went to join her at the table.

gesturing

He shrugged out of his suit jacket, revealing a black vest and crisp white shirt that showcased his muscular body. Christina’s gaze instinctively gravitated toward his sculpted muscles, causing her heart to quicken its

pace.

Nathaniel sat beside Christina and began eating in an elegant manner.

He loved Christina’s cooking. The love and care she had put into preparing the simple, home–cooked dishes made him appreciate them more.

“What time will you get off work tonight? I’ll go pick you up,” he offered.

Christina’s mind was still replaying the scene of him shrugging out of his suit jacket, so her cheeks were still crimson. “I… have to meet a client at eight tonight, then I’m free to get off work.”