Is he still angry about Francis?
If Christina had to define her relationship with Francis, she would undoubtedly consider him at stranger.
With a sigh, she dialed Nathaniel’s number. It rang for a while, but no one answered.
Christina had no choice but to call Sebastian. “Sebastian, are you with Nathaniel?”
“Mrs. Hadley? Mr. Hadley just got off the plane and returned to Scenic Garden Manor to rest,” Sebastian answered truthfully.
“All right. Thank you.”
After hanging up the phone, Christina asked the driver to head to Scenic Garden Manor.
Half an hour later, Christina walked through the gates of Scenic Garden Manor, dragging her suitcase with one hand and holding a cake with the other.
Upon seeing her, the housekeeper came over to help her with her luggage.
Christina entered the house and looked around. As no one was around, she figured that Nathaniel must be on the second floor.
We’ve already been giving each other the silent treatment for so many days now. He’s probably not upset anymore, right?
Carrying the cake she had specially bought, Christina walked up to the second floor.
The door to the study was half-open. She happily walked over and began, “Nathaniel, I bought a cake
Halfway through her sentence, Christina paused in her tracks in shock.
Madison was standing in front of the desk, slowly turning around. Her long hair was damp, and she donned a bathrobe that revealed a part of her chest.
What was worse, the bathrobe was Christina’s. She didn’t need brains to figure out what it meant for Madison to take a bath in their house and even wear her bathrobe.
“Christina, what brings you back here?” Madison lifted her chin and spoke as if she were the lady of the house.
“This is my house. Do I need to report to you when ome back?” Christina clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with hostility. “I should be the one asking why you’re in my house.”
Christina had lived in Scenic Garden Manor for several years, and as Nathaniel’s wife, she could confidently call this place her house.
Madison’s lips curled up in triumph. She hooked her hair around her finger and replied provocatively, “Why don’t you guess why I’m here, wearing a bathrobe and looking like I just took a shower?”
Christina instantly felt a lump in her throat. She blinked a few times as the scene of a mistress entering the house in a TV show flashed through her mind.
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“Disgusting,” she blurted out angrily before storming off.
So this was why he didn’t contact me for a week. He deliberately found an excuse to get angry and left me at the side to have fun with another woman!
Christina could barely hold back her tears.
When she descended the stairs, the butler noticed that something was off with her expression and hurriedly caught up. “Mrs. Hadley, what’s wrong?”
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