“Daddy, Mommy, we…” Lucas was at a loss for words as she stared at them both blankly.
Camila looked up, her lashes wet with tears. “Daddy, Mommy, have you made up? You won’t fight anymore, right?”
It took Christina a while to calm down and stop crying. She gazed at her daughter’s innocent expression and patted her head gently. “Yes, we’ve stopped fighting. We will never fight again.”
“Daddy and Mommy won’t be apart,” Nathaniel said, his voice firm.
Camila’s eyes lit up. “Wow! Look, Lucas. God is amazing. Daddy and Mommy aren’t fighting anymore!”
Mr. Patel really didn’t lie to us!
Lucas broke into a grin. “Yes, Camila. We did it!”
Christina was left speechless as she felt a surge of emotions upon realizing that her children had prayed for her.
Feeling bad, she gazed at them both and said, “Your hair and clothes are wet. Let me bring you home.”
The children had been caught in the rain and were completely drenched.
They were oblivious to their soaked state until Christina pointed it out to them. A sudden chill ran down their spines as they became aware of their sopping-wet clothes.
“Achoo!” Camila rubbed her nose and threw herself into Nathaniel’s arms. “Daddy, hold me. Mommy is going to hit our butts soon!”
Lucas and I loved playing in the rain. Every time, Mommy would scold us and make us stand as a punishment, warning us about catching a cold from being drenched. It had been some time since I had done that, but today I had no choice but to do so.
Nathaniel pressed a kiss on her forehead. “Good girl, Mommy won’t hit your butt today. Let’s head home.”
Christina cradled Lucas in her arms, while Nathaniel held Camila close as they walked out of the church together.
Back at Scenic Garden Manor, Christina gave Lucas and Camila a shower. The children, exhausted from their long walk, quickly succumbed to sleep.
They had drained their energy from walking for hours and fell into a deep slumber.
Christina kissed their foreheads lightly before leaving their bedroom.
In the corridor, Nathaniel seemed to be waiting for her.
They locked gazes, and his tall figure was as intimidating as usual.
“Let’s talk.”
Instead of replying to him, Christina walked into the bedroom and left the door ajar, a clear signal that he should come in.
Chapter
Nathaniel strode into the room and closed the door.
“I want to talk about Madison and Norman,” he started. Due to the emergency earlier, he didn’t have the chance to explain things to Christina.
Christina lowered her head, her eyelashes shielding her emotions. “I don’t want the children to experience any more heartbreak. Whatever you decide to do with Madison is up to you, but I won’t allow their actions to affect me and our children-”
Before she could finish, Nathaniel abruptly pulled her toward him with force. His eyes glinted with an icy intensity as he declared, “I am not in a relationship with Madison. She has always been my assistant, and nothing more!”
The atmosphere at the scene grew tense as Nathaniel felt his anger building.
He was furious as Christina didn’t even care about him at all.
-Who would sleep in the same bed with their assistant? If you insist, then tell me who Norman is. If you want to lie to me, at least make up a logical lie!” Christina snapped.
Every questioning word she uttered felt like a stab of a knife, tearing apart her dignity and pride and leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable.
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