Let Me Stay The Night Novel (Christina and Nathaniel)

Chapter 324 Do Not Think About Leaving Me

Christina took a step back. Her gaze darkened warily as they regarded the approaching man.

“The exit is very far from here. You would be nowhere near out of here even by daybreak.” The thinner of the two men suddenly stepped forward to pull Christina onto his bike.

Christina had learned to make the first offensive move in the face of danger-she kicked him in the groin.

The man fell to his knees with a howl. Her defiance drew the ire of the other biker. “How dare you attack. him, you b*tch?”

Without waiting for him to finish, Christina turned and ran. The footsteps of her pursuers sounded behind her. Though her heart clenched painfully, she did not dare slow down.

The footsteps drew closer. Just when Christina felt as if she could no longer take another step, a dazzling beam of light ahead blinded her.

The wail of the police siren reverberated across the skies. Christina’s legs gave way, and she slumped onto the ground.

The police emerged and, after ascertaining the situation, brought her and the bikers back to the precinct.

A few cops escorted the bikers into the interrogation room.

Fortunately for the police’s timely arrival, the hooligans were apprehended before they could do anything.

Christina remained on the steel chair by the wall and was only allowed to leave after completing the procedure by signing her name. She glanced at the clock. It was already ten at night.

Shaken, all she wanted was to get through the procedure as quickly as possible so she could go home.

Christina kept her gaze down at her feet. Suddenly, she was yanked out of her reverie by the stampede of impatient footsteps.

A hulking figure dashed through the door. It was Nathaniel in his pajamas. His hair was dripping, and he had a pair of fluffy slippers on his feet. His chiseled features looked encased in an icy gloom. With vessels bulging in his bloodshot eyes, he looked deranged.

Having received exceptional lessons in etiquette from a young age, Nathaniel would never leave the house in pajamas unless the situation was dire.

She could tell from his attire that he had been in a great panic.

Christina felt like a guilty child being caught red-handed by her parent. At the moment, she wanted more than anything the ability to disappear at will.

With a sheepish hunch of her shoulders, she lowered her gaze, not daring to meet his.

“You can leave with Mrs. Hadley, Mr. Hadley. I will deal with the remaining procedure.” Without another word. Sebastian led the lawyer in.

Christina did not recall Nathaniel stuffing her into the passenger seat.

Though the car was hermetically sealed, the roar of the wind whooshed past

her ears.

before a set of traffic lights did Nathaniel finally

him. His exquisite features were taut. Every line on his face looked as if it had been carved from a blade. His rage, too,

their breathing in the ensuing silence was amplified.

upset?” she asked gingerly.

first time she had spoken to him with such a

remained unmoved. “Don’t you have my number?”

Christina

his grip around the steering wheel. The veins on his hands bulged

from the office, he noticed that Christina had not

whereabouts. Rayne informed him they went

was awry. Just as he was about to look for her, Lucas and Camila ambled over, reluctant to have the housekeepers bathe them. Thus, he called Sebastian to find out where Christina was while he

wet from the endeavor, Nathaniel took a shower after tucking the

Christina was at the police station;

sentence, he

he was then. It felt the same as the time when he found out Christina was leaving-like he was falling from a building and having

was a pain he did not wish to endure

Christina unharmed did he

It would

I’m getting told off. I did not know where I was. How was

history had driven a wedge between them; even if she were to face

the coldness in her blank, distant expression and knew he wanted nothing more than to push him as far

back, her heart is further than it

a fool who was powerless

of starting the car. Instead, he remained fixated on wrestling with the negative emotions within him and keeping

emotions. With them all

dimmed with a sense of foreboding.

an ear-piercing honk sounded.

for too long, and the driver in the car behind

Nathaniel’s fuse. No longer concerned about not having an outlet to vent, he cursed under his

which had been left open.

just departed the police station, she was in no hurry

own door and

with the driver behind them. Staring daggers at each other, the two men looked as if

placed herself between them both. Despite her slight figure, she