Just as Christina was about to hide, the strapping man before her swiftly blocked her way.
“What are you trying to do?” she muttered warily, brows knitted into a frown.
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes at the woman like a hunter zeroing in on his prey. “Have you forgotten who you are?”
Has it slipped her mind that we’re husband and wife because I haven’t reminded her in a while? Is that it?
“Does that matter? You treat me the same no matter what role I play in your life,” Christina replied, looking calm, cool, and collected.
Whether I’m his wife or not, all he does is rob me of my freedom and keep a constant watch on me…
Nathaniel gripped the woman’s shoulders tightly, to the point where it seemed like he could break her bones at any time. “Can’t we sit and talk about it? Why must you keep fighting with me?”
In response, Christina pulled her hair aside to reveal the red marks on her neck. “Look at what you’ve done. Is this what you mean by talking things through?”
If he had even an ounce of respect for me, our relationship wouldn’t have become this bad!
By then, Nathaniel could feel the fury in Christina’s eyes as they burned into him.
The next second, he gently caressed the latter’s face and tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear.
“As long as you don’t get close to Francis, I’ll respect all your opinions,” Nathaniel said, a lot calmer and softer this time as he attempted to compromise with her.
Christina furrowed her brows. The man’s hands were warm against her skin, and she had to admit her heart was softening. That said, it was still not reason enough for her to give in.
“Listen. The problems between us didn’t arise because of Francis or Yosef. Do you understand that?”
“In what ways are they better than me, then?” Nathaniel retorted. If looks could kill, his scowl would’ve slain Christina on the spot.
“You’re better than them in every way, but you don’t seem to be able to respect me the way they have. Please just let me go….
Even though Christina’s last sentence was almost a whisper, Nathaniel felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, extinguishing all hope he had left.
He lowered his head and laughed at himself, the fire in his eyes long gone.
With that, he grabbed Christina’s chin and kissed her.
The next day, the morning sun gradually flooded the bedroom, chasing away the loneliness of the night..
When Christina woke up, she could still feel a lingering warmth beside her in bed.
She was sore all over as she sat up, and it was only when she was taking off her clothes that she realized her body was littered with red marks.
After changing into a fresh set of clothes, she headed downstairs for a quick breakfast and left the house.
“Mrs. Hadley, are you going to the entertainment company?” the driver asked.
Christina leaned against the window and stared coldly at the scenery outside. “No. Take me to the city.
center first.”
Meanwhile, Nathaniel was working on some documents in his office when Sebastian entered with a knock on the door.
“Mr. Hadley, Ljust heard from the driver that Mrs. Hadley has bought a condominium in the city center.”
Oh, dear… Is Mrs. Hadley thinking of moving out? Why is this fight of theirs getting worse by the day?
Nathaniel froze in his tracks as a cold glint flashed across his eyes.
Huh? Is she moving out? What about the kids? Can she bear to leave them behind?
“There’s one more thing…” Sebastian muttered hesitantly, prompting Nathaniel to glare at him and sending chills down his back.
“Mrs. Hadley also visited a law firm to consult about divorce matters… However, none of the lawyers dared to take on the case when they realized you’d be involved.”
“Get out.”
“Yes.”
Christina, on the other hand, was feeling good about her purchase.
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