Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth

Chapter 290 I Do Not Have A Say
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Chapter 290 I Do Not Have A Say

Nathaniel’s displeasure faded significantly as he looked at her innocent face. He wiped her hair using

the silk handkerchief. “Why did you attend a function like that?”

She’d still be soaking in water if I hadn’t come over because I was worried. She knows very well that

she’s physically weak. What if she falls sick?

After hearing what he said, Christina felt aggrieved. Her eyes reddened instantly. “I didn’t turn her down

because she’s your cousin. It’s not like I wanted to attend a party like that.”

She was already thinking of leaving and never expected something like that to happen.

Nathaniel’s expression remained tense. “So what if she’s my cousin? You don’t have to go if you don’t

want to. Also, did I give you permission to go?”

His low and steady voice was tinged with dissatisfaction.

Christina sighed helplessly, not knowing how else to explain herself. He’s making it sound like it’s my

fault!

Nathaniel, who was used to being a lone wolf that did things his own way, never had to worry about

others‘ feelings, let alone bother about maintaining relationships.

However, she couldn’t bring herself to turn down a family member’s invitation, for it would make her

seem too cold and distant.

“Forget it. You won’t understand it even if I explained it to you,” said Christina sulkily.

The slight anger in Nathaniel’s eyes intensified. After telling her to dry her hair, he started reviewing the

documents.

On their way back to Scenic Garden Manor, Christina rested her head against the car window and fell

asleep.

A ray of light shone in, illuminating her side profile. Her long eyelashes cast shadows beneath her

eyes, making her look as gorgeous as an oil painting.

Nathaniel carried her down the car, disturbing her sleep. She stirred before burrowing deeper into his

embrace.

Upon entering the bedroom, Nathaniel placed her on the bed gently before tucking strands of her hair

behind her ears, admiring her charming face.

He then used the back of his hand to stroke her smooth cheek, and in response, she subconsciously

nuzzled against him.

Blinking slightly, Nathaniel bent down and hugged her.

The stars, shining brightly in the night sky, witnessed the passionate scene that unfolded in the room.

Christina woke up groggily the next morning, feeling sore all over.

She placed her hand against her forehead and was relieved that she wasn’t running a fever.

Seeing that it was already past nine in the morning, she struggled to sit up and rummaged through her

bag for that pill bottle.

She opened it and popped a white pill into her mouth, completely ignorant that the pill had already

been. swapped.

Now that her career was on the rise, she did not want it to be impeded by pregnancy. It was not too late

to

think about that after her career stabilized.

Nathaniel pushed the door open and walked in with breakfast. Coincidentally, he witnessed Christina

placing that pill bottle into the drawer.

A grim look flashed across his eyes. “Come here and have breakfast.”

“Okay” replied Christina before walking over. The two of them had breakfast in silence.

She glanced upward silently and observed Nathaniel’s expression. The look on his face changed when

he spotted the pill bottle. Am I overthinking or does he actually want a baby?

After thinking about it for a while, she didn’t say a word and went to the studio after finishing breakfast.

Christina saw a thin figure sitting on the couch the moment she entered the studio. The thick scent of

perfume lingered in the air, causing her to sneeze when she walked in.

Jamie, who was sitting on the couch, walked over and asked gently and ingratiatingly, “Ms. Christina,novelbin

you didn’t catch a cold yesterday, right?”

Feeling disgusted by how touchy–feely she was, Christina pulled her arm out of Jamie’s grasp. “Can I

help you?”

These people in the entertainment industry seem to be born with the ability to change their attitudes on

cue. She had just pushed me into the pool yesterday, and here she is, smiling and acting all friendly

with me.

Her cold attitude made Jamie feel somewhat awkward. The corners of her mouth twitched, but she

quickly concealed the displeasure she felt.

She then took out a rectangular box from her bag, which evidently contained a phone. “I had too much

to drink last night and made a foolish mistake. Can you be generous enough to forgive me?”

Her expression was laced with guilt, looking as if she would be willing to kneel and beg for forgiveness

if

Christina asked her to.

She could do anything as long as Christina would forgive her, but she felt extremely uneasy upon

seeing. how quiet and indifferent Christina was. There was no telling what Christina wanted.

Christina glanced at the box in Jamie’s hand. It was a new phone that had just been released, so it was

definitely quite pricey.

She replied nonchalantly, “I dragged you into the water too, so we’re even. You can go back now.”

With that, she headed toward the tailor room. As she had been rushing to meet deadlines recently, she

did not have time to clean the room. The scissors, needles, and cloth remnants were lying everywhere.

Christina cleared the things and tidied the place, not intending to pay any more attention to Jamie.

Jamie awkwardly kept the box. Right, Christina’s married to Mr. Hadley. How would she possibly need

a phone?

She felt as though she was making a fool out of herself. However, if she did not manage to gain

Christina’s forgiveness, her days ahead would be miserable.

Taking in a deep breath, Jamie walked into the tailor room.

Her tone was as tender as before. “Christina, if you’re truly not mad at me, can you please call Mr.

Hadley and ask him to forgive me and not blacklist me?”

Christina paused in her tracks. She already had an idea about what was going on the moment she saw

Jamie in the studio.

She continued tidying the table expressionlessly. “I don’t have a say in that. You should ask Jewel to

help you instead.”

A conflicted look crossed Jamie’s face. “It’s not that I don’t want to. She’s unwilling to help because

she’s afraid that Mr. Hadley would be mad at her…”

She was drowning in regret. I was blacklisted because I wanted to help Jewel, and now Jewel, the

culprit, is leaving me to fend for myself! I wouldn’t have come here to shamelessly beg for forgiveness if

I could secure a meeting with Nathaniel‘

Jamie walked past the table and grabbed Christina’s hands. “I’m truly sorry for what I did. I didn’t have

anyone supporting me when I joined the entertainment industry, and I managed to become a C–list

celebrity relying on my own hard work. But now, all of my past efforts had gone to waste because of

one word from Mr. Hadley.”

Christina was momentarily stunned and didn’t immediately shrug her off this time.

Perhaps since she, too, had once spent much effort trying to work her way up from the bottom, she

could empathize with Jamie.

However, a troubled look flashed across her eyes when she thought of Nathaniel’s cold face.

Christina pulled her hand out of her grasp. “Go back. I’ll help to slip in some good words for you.”

“Really?” Jamie’s eyes lit up. “I’ll wait for your updates!”

Christina ignored her. Silence ensued after the chattering young lady left.

Rayne walked over with a glass of juice. Glancing around, she asked, “Where’s that celebrity who has

been waiting for you? Has she left?”

“Yeah,” replied Christina.

Rayne placed the glass of juice in front of her. “You’re amazing. Boss. The newly–designed gowns

were bought instantly. I received a lot of orders over the past two days.”

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