Let Me Stay The Night Novel (Christina and Nathaniel)

Chapter 513 Something Urgent

Being held by Nathaniel, Christina felt as if she was the happiest woman in the world..

A sweet sentiment filled her heart to the brim.

“Oh, by the way, what wish did you make earlier?” asked Nathaniel, recalling the moment when Christina had

closed her eyes for quite some time to make a wish.

He was certain she must have desired something, and he wanted to help her fulfill it.

Christina shook her head. With great devotion, she said, “A wish cannot be spoken out loud. Once spoken, it loses its

magic.”

Nathaniel had never believed in such things, but he would not press Christina if she was reluctant to share. He

merely held her right within his robust arms.

Together, they watched the lively scene within their home.

In unison, a shared thought dawned on them. If only this moment could last forever.

That night, everyone indulged in the sweetest dreams.

In the ensuing week, Christina was swamped with the task of creating Madison’s dresses, and she practically lived in

her studio.

She had no spare time to pick up Camila and Lucas from the kindergarten.

The children were taken to the Hadley residence for a few days.

Work consumed Nathaniel as well. When he wasn’t seated at his desk drowning in documents, he was out visiting

various shopping malls and construction projects for inspections.

The couple would leave early and return late, scarcely getting a glimpse of each other.

Yet, they did not bicker or grumble about each other. Instead, they encouraged each other, striving to carve out

time at the end of the year to take their children on vacation.

With that thought in mind, Christina threw herself even more into her work.

The first creation she completed for Madison was a lavender mermaid gown. Its brilliance lay in its cut and

stitching, designed to accentuate Madison’s perfect figure to the fullest.

Madison had a fair complexion, and this color would only enhance her skin’s glossy sheen.

The most challenging piece was the vintage gown. Its commonness often failed to inspire awe

Christina put special thought into choosing the fabric and incorporated her unique techniques and insights into the

design, ensuring it would inspire amazement without deviating from its traditional charm.

For this, she pulled three consecutive all-nighters, with dark circles under her eyes as a testament to her labor.

She deliberately concealed these three dresses under a piece of black cloth to prevent early exposure.

Even her assistant, Rayne, hadn’t seen the final look of the dresses.

“Christina, did you pull another all-nighter?” Rayne asked in concern. She found that Christina was still at the studio

when she came to open the door of the studio in the morning.

Hearing Rayne’s voice, Christina, who was taking a brief nap on the couch, managed to open asked, “Rayne, you’re

here?”

her eyes and

Then, she immediately drifted back to sleep. Seeing this, Rayne quickly fetched a blanket to cover Christina,

worried that the latter might fall sick.

Indeed, what was feared would come to pass. Christina had caught a cold.

By the time she woke up around noon, she was continuously sneezing and seemed listless.

Her usually radiant, fair complexion now appeared pallid, inspiring sympathy in anyone who looked her

way.

“Christina, let me accompany you to the hospital” Rayne suggested after noticing Christina’s constant sneezing.

“No need. I’ll just take some medicine in a while,” Christina insisted, her mind still preoccupied with work.

But this time, Rayne didn’t listen. Ignoring Christina’s objections, she firmly rushed her to the nearby hospital.

Rayne queued to register while Christina waited, seated on a chair in the lobby.

“What’s the matter with you? Are you blind?”

A harsh, admonishing voice suddenly cut through the noisy lobby.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry,” a man uttered.

“Do you

think a simple apology is enough? Do you know that I’m ill?” the other man retorted.

What nonsense is he spouting? Who comes to a hospital if they’re not ill?

The clamor of voices drew spectators, forming rings of onlookers around the arguing duo. They were eager to

witness the drama unfold.

Christina, however, had no interest in such petty squabbles. She simply yearned for a quick consultation and to

return promptly to finish the appliqué on her dress.

Madison’s engagement party was merely three days away.

“Hey! How could you resort to violence?”

The quarrel suddenly escalated, and fists were thrown.

The onlookers, fearing for their safety, retreated hastily,

Even the security guards were slow to arrive. The two men grappled at each other, and their fight rolled

precariously close to Christina.

Frowning at the unwanted disruption, Christina rose to leave. Just as she turned, a glimpse of the face of one of the

brawling men caught her eye.

Recognizing the man caused her pupils to constrict in shock.

The man was no stranger. He was none other than Gideon.

“Stop fighting!” At last, the security guards managed to pull the two apart.

However, the fight had already drawn blood, compelling the hospital authorities to alert the police.

Soon, police officers arrived and, after a brief investigation, took Gideon and the other man away.

Throughout the incident, Gideon never noticed Christina among the crowd.

However, watching Gideon’s blood-streaked face and greying hair, Christina felt an unfamiliar pang of sadness and

sympathy.

Once, she had loathed Gideon, wishing him destitution.

However, now that he was reduced to such a state, the triumph somehow felt hollow.

She clenched her fists and stared blankly at the entrance until Rayne returned and pulled her back to reality.

“Christina, what’s wrong? You look rather pale,” Rayne said, noticing that Christina looked even paler than before.

The latter’s hand also felt cold to Rayne’s touch.

“Rayne, I just remembered something urgent. I need to leave,” Christina excused herself, not mentioning the

incident with Gideon.

Before Rayne could persuade her to stay, Christina had already made a swift exit.

Sensing something amiss, Rayne dialed Nathaniel’s number.

“Okay, understood,” Nathaniel, who had been touring a shopping mall, responded. He promptly turned around,

leaving behind a line of executives to look for Christina. As he drove, he repeatedly dialed Christina’s number, but

each call went unanswered.