Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 359

Yosef hastily picked up the bowl of oatmeal as if his life depended on it.

Narrowing his eyes, Nathaniel glared at the other man coldly. He should’ve done this from the very beginning. Then, he wouldn’t have gotten scalded.

Meanwhile, Christina took advantage of the lull and told Yosef about her plan to organize a fashion show.

When Yosef heard that, a wealth of warmth suffused him, and his gaze softened significantly. “How would you manage by yourself? Let me get discharged and help you.”

“No, it’s okay. This isn’t my first time organizing a fashion show.” Guilt swamped Christina at the sight of his face, which was still swollen on one side.

At that, Yosef chuckled. “I remember how you were so panicked the first time you organized a fashion show. You were practically on the verge of tears as you forgot to prepare the music. Haha… It feels as though all that has just happened yesterday.”

Christina’s checks flushed bright red. She recalled her anxiousness in the past before she came to the point. where she could remain calm and unruffled at present. Indeed, he’d helped me a lot.

In the blink of an eye, all those memories vanished into thin air.

“Have a good rest. I’ll come over with good news after the fashion show tomorrow.” In truth, she still had something to say to the man.

However, she decided that she would only voice it tomorrow after the fashion show.

Nathaniel watched as they both chatted happily. Why was she never in such a good mood when she talked with me usually?

“I remember that you love the ice cream from Mauve Avenue. I’ll buy it for you when you’re discharged from the hospital. Also…”

Before she could finish speaking, Nathaniel stepped forward and grabbed her hand before heading out with great strides.

The green-eyed monster was the root of rashness, and Nathaniel understood the meaning of that saying all too well at that moment.

Like a rabbit being dragged away by a lion, Christina struggled to keep pace with the man.

Jealousy pervaded Nathaniel. Why does she see other people’s goodness alone and not mine?

After leaving the hospital, they got into the car.

During the drive back, Christina glanced sideways and studied Nathaniel’s expression. His face was seemingly concealed in shadows, yet his gaze still radiated an authoritative aura through his sunglasses.

She lowered the car window, allowing the cool breeze to enter the vehicle. “When I go back, I’ll definitely. tell Nathaniel to give you a bonus. You’re really loyal to him and dedicated to your job.”

Parting his lips a fraction, Nathaniel replied, “Mr. Hadley loves you beyond words. Please also empathize with him and understand him.”

Her words felt like a stab in the heart to Nathaniel. “He only acts in such a manner because he cares about you.”

“He sent someone over to keep tabs on me because he cares about me? Am I his prisoner or trophy?” Christina shifted her gaze to the scenery outside the window.

Despite the wind in her face, she felt that she had no freedom at all.

Is love confinement? No, it should be mutual respect. Regretfully, he’ll never understand that.

Nathaniel stared at her, but words eluded him.

It had never crossed his mind to keep tabs on her. Instead, he was merely worried about her safety.

The atmosphere remained strange the entire drive, with neither of them saying a single word. It was already late by the time they arrived back at the hotel, and only then did Christina realize that they had not eaten dinner.

“Would you like to have Western or Oriental food?” Christina asked, glancing back over her shoulder at

the man.

“I’m fine with anything,” Nathaniel answered.

“Let’s have Western food, then. It’s nearer.”

As Christina walked along the street with him, it was as though she was in the company of a wild beast. Everyone around instinctively dodged away at the sight of them.

Turning onto a street, they went into a Western restaurant.

Christina chose a table by the window and sat down before ordering a plate of spaghetti and a glass of orange juice.

“Aren’t you eating, Mr. Bodyguard?” She held the menu out to him.

After taking it, Nathaniel promptly handed it to the server. “No.”

He would be made the instant he took off his mask, after all.

Since he had said as much, Christina did not press the issue. Shortly after, a server served the food.

A candle burned in front of the glass window, illuminating her profile. The gentle light added to her