Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 438

Christina nodded. What happened earlier had been shocking to her, too; she had never expected Anya to push her.

“Can you find out what’s the relationship between Yerek and Anya?” Christina asked, not at all concerned about her injuries.

Nathaniel furrowed his brows before answering. “They’re cousins.”

No wonder they acted like they knew each other.

Christina felt as if her mind was fogged up. It was as though she had figured something out, but not at the

same time.

All of a sudden, a warm hand landed between her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Don’t overthink it. Rest for a while.”

Then, Christina’s shoulders were held by a pair of hands, and she was pulled closer to Nathaniel’s chest.

On the other side, the second Yerek and Anya returned to the room, they locked the door and went straight to the topic.

Yerek frowned and said. “Anya, you’re too rash. If they’re to settle the score, you’ll be crushed.”

“Yerek, whose side are you on? Didn’t you know that Grandma invited her to the birthday party? How can you ask her to come on such an important day? Maybe they’re trying to reveal the fact that Christina’s the daughter of the Gibson family,” Anya gritted out, wishing that she had crippled Christina earlier,

The look in Yerck’s eyes darkened as disappointment seeped into his voice. “That’s a fact, and there’s nothing we can do if Grandma wants to acknowledge her identity.”

What happened back then could not be kept under wraps forever.

Every cell in Anya hated the idea. “I don’t want Christina to join the Gibson family. The mistake of her being brought to the wrong family should have just continued. Why does she have to come and disrupt. our lives?”

“Don’t be mad about it anymore. Instead, we should think about how Nathaniel can be dealt with. He’s not an easy man to get rid of,” Yerek said, changing the topic.

Anya folded her arms and scoffed. “Is there really a need to be afraid of him? Grandma will surely help us.

Christina only had a short nap before she woke. More accurately, she woke because of the pain in her

wrist

When she thought about the abruptness of her injury, she told herself that she had to hold Anya. accountable for the incident.

Just then, Nathaniel opened the door and came in with oatmeal. “Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?”

“I’ll do it myself.” After all, Christina had hurt her left wrist; it would not impede her from taking care of herself on a daily basis.

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As Nathaniel sat beside her, he lowered his head and gently scooped a spoonful of oatmeal before lifting the spoon to her lips. “If you feel shy about me feeding you, you can do the same to me next time

Amused. Christina chuckled and parted her lips to eat it. Her stomach was empty, so just as the first scoop of warm food entered it, she began feeling hungry.

In no time, she finished the oatmeal.

Putting down the bowl, Nathaniel then cleaned her lips with a napkin. “Have a rest, but take your meds. before you go to sleep”

His gentle tone was unlike his usual icy voice. For the first time, Christina realized he seemed like a good caretaker.

If he was less aggressive on other days, she might not hate him as much.

Three days went by in the blink of an eye. Christina’s injuries recovered faster than she imagined. She had been living at Scenic Garden Manor recently, so Lucas and Camila thought that their parents finally stopped fighting.

On the weekend, while she was having her breakfast, Christina sat in the courtyard and watched the two children play soccer. As the breeze blew and the sun shone on them, Christina noted the way the children’s shadows were cast on the grass.

A moment later, Camila ran over and complained, “Mommy, Lucas is being mean to me! He won’t let me play with the ball!”

Camila was a girl, and she was slower than Lucas, so she had not been able to get the ball the entire morning.

“That’s because you’re too slow! You better blow bubbles instead of trying to get the ball from me,” Lucas retaliated, sweat beading on his forehead. He was still gripping tightly to his ball.

Christina reached out to wipe their foreheads with a handkerchief. Chuckling, she then said, “You’re all sweaty. Don’t run anymore. Go back inside to have a drink instead.”

The children nodded obediently and went inside with the butler for a glass of water.