Christina hung up, feeling beyond relaxed.
She assigned the remaining tasks to Ginny, entrusting her with the responsibility of handling the subsequent arrangements.
“Can we head back now?” Nathaniel asked when they arrived at the hotel.
Christina nodded. “My work here is done, so it’s time to leave.”
As they stepped into the elevator, two guests with a considerable amount of luggage joined them. struggling to maneuver the trolley inside.
The elevator was quite spacious, but with the arrival of the newcomers and their luggage, it became packed.
Afraid that the others would bump into Christina, Nathaniel opened his arms wide to protect her.
Before the doors slid shut, two tall men hurried into the elevator, making it jampacked.
They were standing so close to each other that they could sense each other’s breath.
A subtle blend of floral and woody fragrances emanated from the bodyguard’s figure, intriguing Christina’s senses.
Knowing that he had no interest in women, she felt more at ease in his presence.
She lifted her gaze and locked eyes with him, only to be met with the enigmatic allure of his sunglasses and black mask. He looked really mysterious.
We’ve spent some time together, but I still haven’t seen Mr. Bodyguard’s real face. Won’t it be strange if I bump into him at the Hadley residence one day but fail to recognize him? I was initially weary of him and never got to observe him carefully.
Now, she finally got a chance to take a closer look and realized he resembled Nathaniel. Their scents were also similar, so she couldn’t help but wonder if it was a coincidence.
She took a look at the bodyguard’s blond hair. Nathaniel will never dye his hair this color, right?
With that thought in mind, Christina reached out discreetly to pull his mask away.
Before she could touch his mask, the bodyguard grabbed her hand.
Caught off guard, Christina couldn’t help but flash an awkward smile. “Mr. Bodyguard, I’m afraid I won’t be able to recognize you if we happen to meet again. Could I please take a look at you? I promise not to laugh, even if you’re ugly. Pretty please?” Her plea carried a soft, earnest tone.
That was the second time she called him ugly. Feeling a sting to his pride, Nathaniel bit his lip and snapped, “There’s no need for that. We won’t cross paths again.”
He then released his grip on her.
Christina was taken aback by his response. Initially, she had wanted to maintain some distance from the bodyguard, but as she spent more time with him, she realized he was a kind-hearted person.
He would always be the first to step forward and protect her in times of danger.
The elevator doors opened, and someone stepped out,
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Nathaniel instinctively distanced himself from Christina. This time, it was his turn to be wary of Christina.
When the elevator arrived at the top floor, they stepped out of the elevator.
Nathaniel barely had to pack as he only brought a small suitcase with him.
After packing up, he went to Christina’s room.
“Mr. Bodyguard, please find out the next available flight back to our country,” Christina told him.
Christina didn’t bring a lot of stuff with her. With a fresh change of clothes in hand, she headed to the bathroom for a shower since she hadn’t had a chance to shower after getting drunk the previous night.
Nathaniel could see her figure through the frosted glass of the bathroom door and felt his heart racing at the sight..
He averted his gaze and pulled out his phone to arrange for his private jet.
After sending the time, he received a reply: Mr. Hadley, I’ll arrange for it right away.
Standing before the window, Nathaniel gazed out at the bustling city below, lost in his thoughts. Despite spending a few days with Christina, he came to the realization that he still didn’t know her very well.
No matter how far apart they were, he would close the distance until there was no gap between them.
Suddenly, the phone on the table began vibrating.
Nathaniel strode over to realize it was a call from an unknown number.
It stopped vibrating after a while.
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