Chapter 262 Suspicious Transaction
Christina felt Holly had no reason to lie. She wondered if the incident was really unrelated to the latter.
“Ms. Steele, don’t worry about getting taken revenge on. Normally, such an attempt to injure others is considered a criminal case, and the suspect won’t be allowed to leave once the case is filed.” The police officer thought Christina was afraid of suffering vengeance, prompting her to soften her stance.
Otherwise, why would a victim doubt if the perpetrator was actually guilty?
Christina immediately waved her hands, indicating he had misunderstood her. “I’m not concerned about that.”
The police officer nodded before pointing at the last blank space on the paper. “You can leave after you sign here.”
After signing the paper, she thanked the police officer before turning around and leaving.
When the two exited the police station, Sebastian was already waiting for them at the entrance with the car. They got into the vehicle, and Sebastian drove off.
Christina sat in the backseat and appeared lost in thought as she recalled the events of the past month. Complicated emotions churned within her.
She couldn’t shake off the feeling that things weren’t as simple as they seemed. Holly firmly denies she hired someone to hurt me, and if she’s really the mastermind, she would have no way to defend herself in the face of evidence. The only explanation is that she might not be the mastermind but just the slanderer in the cyberbullying and defamation incidents. In that case, does that mean someone else hired that man to harm me?
In the end, she figured she didn’t need to trouble herself with the speculation because she believed the police would uncover the truth and provide her with an explanation.
Christina’s mind buzzed, and the tingling pain of his wound intensified. She inhaled sharply in frustration.
Suddenly, someone placed a warm palm on her head and gently patted her. “What’s the matter? Does your wound hurt?”
Christina hummed coyly in agreement, rubbing Nathaniel’s hand beside her right cheek. She was fond of the scent of his palm.
Leaning her body against him, she nestled into his arms. “Where are we going?”
“We’re going home,” he replied indifferently, allowing her to snuggle down in his embrace.
“My head is injured, so I don’t want to return to Sharbrook Manor. Let’s go back to Scenic Garden Manor.” She pouted. “By the way, don’t tell our elders about this to avoid distressing them.”
He caressed her cheeks and agreed, “Okay.”
Christina fell silent and shut her eyes, drifting off to sleep while breathing in Nathaniel’s familiar perfume
scent.
Meanwhile, inside the detention room, Holly’s bank card transaction was being investigated. She had indeed used the card to pay the group of actors. The matter of hiring trolls to carry out cyberbullying was
also confirmed.
The punishments for committing those two crimes wouldn’t be too severe even if she were proven guilty. However, Holly didn’t hire someone to harm Christina, so she would never admit the criminal charges.
The current evidence included the attacker’s confession and a suspicious payment from an international bank transfer.
The police couldn’t ascertain if the person who made the international fund transfer was Holly, so they couldn’t convict her yet. Nevertheless, the evidence was not in her favor.
The Jenson family hired the best lawyer to defend her. When meeting with her father, Holly cried miserably. “Dad, you must believe me. I didn’t hire anyone to hurt Christina.”
“I know you’ve been wronged, and I will definitely seek justice for you. I won’t allow you to be falsely accused.” Grief and anger filled Robert Jenson’s eyes. Although my daughter is willful, she isn’t malicious enough to commit such a heinous act! Who dared to frame my daughter? I’m going to find the person responsible for this and make them pay dearly!
When Christina opened her eyes again, they were already back at Scenic Garden Manor.
Nathaniel carried her into the house and stepped into the dimly lit bedroom. She immediately stretched her body after he placed her on the bed. “My back hurts, having sat in the car for so long.”
“Where does it hurt? Do you want me to ma*sage it for you?”
Christina took up his offer with alacrity. She rolled over on the bed and drawled, “Sure, but remember to be gentle because you’re too strong.”
Nathaniel wasn’t adept at taking care of others. He lifted her shirt, revealing her smooth, flawless skin.
He casually rubbed her back in an untrained manner, causing Christina to giggle as it was itchy. “Don’t just knead at random. You should start from the top and slowly work your way down.”
“Like this?”
Nathaniel pressed her back with his palms, following the contour of her figure. Subsequently, Christina finally quieted down as she thoroughly enjoyed his “service.”
Perhaps due to the sedative effect of the anti-inflammatory medication, Christina grew drowsy and drifted off to sleep.
The morning sunlight flooded into the room through the gla*s window, heralding a new day with its warm glow.
When Christina opened her eyes, she could feel the wound on her head was recovering well, but it still
hurt when she touched it with her hand.
She got up, freshened up, and changed into a pair of fresh clothes before exiting the room.
Raymond approached her with breakfast. A gla*s of milk and a bowl of oatmeal were placed on the tray. Normally, Nathaniel wouldn’t go downstairs to have breakfast whenever he was busy.
“Let me bring it in.” Christina reached out to take the tray from Raymond’s hand.
“All right. Should I bring up another serving?” he asked.
She replied, “That’s not needed. I’ll go downstairs to have my breakfast later.”
With that, she entered the study while holding the tray of breakfast.
Christina widened her eyes at the sight of the pile of documents neatly arranged on the right corner of the polished desk and exclaimed, “No way. You have so many documents to deal with?”
Sebastian, standing at one side, shrugged and chimed in resignation, “Usually, no matter how busy Mr. Hadley was, he would find time to check the documents and address some urgent issues. However, he spent all his time keeping you company recently. That’s why all the work has piled up.”
Christina carefully recalled her time in the hospital. Nathaniel did devote himself to taking care of me, not looking at his phone or answering any calls. There were so many times when the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes after the anesthesia wore off was his handsome face…
She felt warmth surging within her chest as those sweet memories flashed across her mind.
“You must eat your breakfast regardless of how busy you are.” Christina took away the documents before Nathaniel and placed the tray in front of him. Then, she turned to look at Sebastian. “You must be tired too, Sebastian. Go downstairs and have some breakfast.”
“Okay.” Sebastian cleared his throat and tactfully turned around to leave the room.
Christina picked up the gla*s of milk and held it close to Nathaniel’s lips. There were sparkles in her eyes, giving her an adorable appearance.
He stretched out his slender arm to pull her into his embrace. Christina lost her balance and almost spilled the milk on him.
She finally steadied her arm with much difficulty. “Hurry up and drink. It’s bad for your stomach when the milk turns cold.”
“Okay.” Nathaniel received the gla*s and took a few sips of the milk.
“You took care of me for the past few days, so it’s my turn to serve you today.” She lifted the bowl of oatmeal and fed him spoon by spoon.
While the two were enjoying their breakfast, a knock sounded at the door, followed by Madison’s entry. As soon as she stepped into the room and saw Christina snuggling in Nathaniel’s embrace, jealousy crept into her heart. “Mrs. Hadley, how’s your injury? Did they catch the culprit?”
Christina was slightly taken aback. She thought Sebastian had told Madison about what had happened to her. “It’s just a minor injury, and the police have caught the person who harmed me. Evil people get what they deserve, right?”
The expression on Madison’s face stiffened. Then, she chuckled. “You’re always right, Mrs. Hadley.”
