A Crazy Night

Chapter 95

Chapter 95 Deliberate

“I’m sorry, Ms. Ada. The housekeeper accidentally spilled some water. Why don’t you go and get changed?”

The person who bumped into Christina was Helen. Se sized up Christina’s black outfit curiously. She’s concealing her figure too well. I can’t even see a thing.

Christina shuddered. She didn’t just spill the water. The housekeeper obviously intended to splash the water at

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She couldn’t help but feel a sense of vulnerability.

Christina didn’t have any spare black clothes. Her black coat was drenched and clinging tightly to her body.

She did not expect Julia to do something like that.

Having no other choice, she could only go inside the house to get changed. The black outerwear was thoroughly wet, but fortunately, her mask was fine.

If this precious item is ruined, I’ll be in big trouble!

A few moments later, Christina changed into a white dress.

When she went downstairs, Julia found her appearance more pleasant to the eyes now that she had taken off her black outfit. “Ms. Ada, why don’t you come here and take a seat?”

Christina walked over. As a precautionary measure, she wore a black face mask beneath her mask, revealing nothing aside from her eyes.

Julia sized her up. Other than having a slender figure, she looks no different from any other girl.

She put down the coffee cup in her hand and said, “Ms. Ada, since I hired you as my designer, let me know where you work. I’ll have the driver send you to your office tomorrow.”

Christina tensed up. I knew it. It’s not easy to fool Mrs. Hadley. Telling her where I work will expose my identity. “My workplace is not far from here, so there’s no need to go to the trouble to do that.”

Julia wanted to probe further, but Christina didn’t give her the chance. “I’ll go upstairs to work now.”

Christina stood up from the couch and headed upstairs.

Staring at Christina’s retreating figure, Julia felt an increasing sense of familiarity. Why does she remind me of that brat at Scenic Garden Manor?

However, on second thought, she found that to be implausible. The items designed by this Ada are intricate. How would that brat from Scenic Garden Manor be equipped with such outstanding skills? It must be just a similarity in body shape.

“Mrs. Hadley, I heard that talented designers can be quite unsociable. Will we upset her by doing this?” Helen asked concernedly.

Julia also thought Helen’s words made sense. I hired her here to make me dresses. So long as the job is done, it’s fine.

Christina didn’t let out a sigh of relief until after she entered the room. This is even more thrilling than walking on a tightrope.

She sat down before the sewing machine and began work diligently.

At that moment, the only thing on her mind was to finish the dress as soon as possible so she could leave the Hadley residence.

It wasn’t until late at night that Christina took a break She got to her feet and stretched her arms. The next day was the weekend, so she planned to work late that night.

Right then, her stomach growled with hunger. It’s already so late. I suppose Mrs. Hadley should be resting by

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She noticed the lights in the living room were still on when she went downstairs. She went into the kitchen and took out some ingredients from the refrigerator.

Not long after, she made a plate of spaghetti.

When she turned around to grab some utensils, a tall figure showed up behind her, scaring her out of

her wits.

“Nathaniel! Why are you here again?” Christina figured she would eventually suffer from a heart attack if she continued to be startled like that.

Nathaniel had just returned from his inspection. He was worried about Christina staying alone in the Hadley residence, so he had deliberately come over to visit.

He knew his mother’s personality too well. If Julia were to discover Christina’s identity, she would undoubtedly be furious.

“What are you eating? Let me have a serving too.”

She waved her hand at him and carried the plate of spaghetti out of the kitchen. “No way. We’re supposed to be strangers now, so stop bothering me. Can’t he make his own food? It would be best if I practice extra caution now. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Nathaniel watched as Christina brought the food upstairs. She did not show the slightest inclination to entertain him. We’re a normal married couple, so why are we acting like strangers? I really regret supporting her decision to come here back then. I should’ve let her stay at home and keep the bed warm.

Christina went upstairs and locked the door before taking off her mask to have her meal. After filling her stomach, she continued working.

When she got tired, she lay on the table and drifted off. Early the next morning, the knocks on the door roused her from a deep sleep, prompting her to open her eyes abruptly.

She hastily put on her heavy mask before going to open the door. Then, Nathaniel entered the room. with breakfast.

“Why are you here again?” Is he worried that others wouldn’t know I’m Christina?

Nathaniel locked the door behind him and sat her down on the chair. “If you don’t want to be discovered, hurry up and eat.”

She couldn’t argue, or rather, she couldn’t resist the temptation of breakfast. She removed her mask, revealing her fair, delicate face. Her sparkling eyes were captivating as a picturesque twilight view.

All of a sudden, Nathaniel gently slid his hand past Christina’s car and tenderly rubbed the bridge of her nose, which had a red mark from wearing the mask for too long. “Does it hurt?”

She shook her head while concentrating on eating her breakfast.

Just as the ambiance inside the room turned pleasant, another series of urgent knocks sounded. This time, it was Helen standing outside the door. “Ms. Ada, open up! Otherwise, we’re barging in!”

Christina almost choked on her food when she heard Helen’s voice. Oh no! What should I do? If Mrs. Hadley comes in, she’ll see Nathaniel and me staying inside the same room alone. By then, my identity will certainly be exposed!

“I’m done for. This is all your fault.” Christina grasped Nathaniel’s suit anxiously. Even tears started to brim in her eyes. “I told you not to cling to me, but you wouldn’t listen!”

He pinched her face and told her to calm down. “Don’t be scared. Your husband is here to help you. sort out the situation.”

She gazed up at him in bafflement, feeling even more unsettled when she saw his calm expression.

Outside the door, Julia grimaced, looking as if she was about to explode with rage. I just heard from the housekeeper that Nathaniel had brought breakfast into Ms.da’s studio. If that’s really the case, then this Ada is likely to be Christina!

Helen rapped on the door a few times, but there was still no response from the people inside.

She took out a spare key and unlocked the door, revealing two figures leaning close together in plain sight.

Julia’s visage was laced with hints of anger as she strode inward. “What are you two doing?”

Nathaniel lifted both his hands and gazed at his mother impassively. “I’m having my waist measured. I asked Ms. Ada to design a suit for me to attend a dinner party. Is there a problem?”

Julia’s expression froze. She furrowed her brows and shifted her gaze onto Christina’s hands.

Christina was indeed holding a measuring tape, and the notebook on the table was filled with recorded measurements. The two stood so close to one another because she was doing her work.

“Do you really need to lock the door just to take measurements?” Julia asked.

Christina’s back was covered in a cold sweat, and even her fingertips were slightly stiff. However, from an outsider’s perspective, she was merely taking Nathaniel’s measurements.

Her mask concealed her countenance, so only her gleaming eyes were visible. She measured the sizes required and jotted down the numbers, collecting the necessary information smoothly without facing any issues.

Nathaniel lowered his hands and casually adjusted his tie. Then, he cast a cold, sidelong glance and asked, “I’ve never liked being disturbed by others. Don’t you think you’re a little rude for barging in?”