Chapter 359 Live Fashion Show
Yosef hastily picked up the bowl of oatmeal as if his life depended on it.
Narrowing his eyes, Nathaniel glared at the other man coldly. He should’ve done this from the very beginning. Then, he wouldn’t have gotten scalded.
Meanwhile, Christina took advantage of the lull and told Yosef about her plan to organize a fashion show.
When Yosef heard that, a wealth of warmth suffused him, and his gaze softened significantly. “How would you manage by yourself? Let me get discharged and help you.”
“No, it’s okay. This isn’t my first time organizing a fashion show.” Guilt swamped Christina at the sight of his face, which was still swollen on one side.
At that, Yosef chuckled. “I remember how you were so panicked the first time you organized a fashion show. You were practically on the verge of tears as you forgot to prepare the music. Haha… It feels as though all that has just happened yesterday.”
Christina’s checks flushed bright red. She recalled her anxiousness in the past before she came to the point. where she could remain calm and unruffled at present. Indeed, he’d helped me a lot.
In the blink of an eye, all those memories vanished into thin air.
“Have a good rest. I’ll come over with good news after the fashion show tomorrow.” In truth, she still had something to say to the man.
However, she decided that she would only voice it tomorrow after the fashion show.
Nathaniel watched as they both chatted happily. Why was she never in such a good mood when she talked with me usually?
“I remember that you love the ice cream from Mauve Avenue. I’ll buy it for you when you’re discharged from the hospital. Also…”
Before she could finish speaking, Nathaniel stepped forward and grabbed her hand before heading out with great strides.
The green-eyed monster was the root of rashness, and Nathaniel understood the meaning of that saying all too well at that moment.
Like a rabbit being dragged away by a lion, Christina struggled to keep pace with the man.
Jealousy pervaded Nathaniel. Why does she see other people’s goodness alone and not mine?
After leaving the hospital, they got into the car.
During the drive back, Christina glanced sideways and studied Nathaniel’s expression. His face was seemingly concealed in shadows, yet his gaze still radiated an authoritative aura through his sungla*ses.
She lowered the car window, allowing the cool breeze to enter the vehicle. “When I go back, I’ll definitely. tell Nathaniel to give you a bonus. You’re really loyal to him and dedicated to your job.”
Parting his lips a fraction, Nathaniel replied, “Mr. Hadley loves you beyond words. Please also empathize with him and understand him.”
Her words felt like a stab in the heart to Nathaniel. “He only acts in such a manner because he cares about you.”
“He sent someone over to keep tabs on me because he cares about me? Am I his prisoner or trophy?” Christina shifted her gaze to the scenery outside the window.
Despite the wind in her face, she felt that she had no freedom at all.
Is love confinement? No, it should be mutual respect. Regretfully, he’ll never understand that.
Nathaniel stared at her, but words eluded him.
It had never crossed his mind to keep tabs on her. Instead, he was merely worried about her safety.
The atmosphere remained strange the entire drive, with neither of them saying a single word. It was already late by the time they arrived back at the hotel, and only then did Christina realize that they had not eaten dinner.
“Would you like to have Western or Oriental food?” Christina asked, glancing back over her shoulder at
the man.
“I’m fine with anything,” Nathaniel answered.
“Let’s have Western food, then. It’s nearer.”
As Christina walked along the street with him, it was as though she was in the company of a wild beast. Everyone around instinctively dodged away at the sight of them.
Turning onto a street, they went into a Western restaurant.
Christina chose a table by the window and sat down before ordering a plate of spaghetti and a gla*s of orange juice.
“Aren’t you eating, Mr. Bodyguard?” She held the menu out to him.
After taking it, Nathaniel promptly handed it to the server. “No.”
He would be made the instant he took off his mask, after all.
Since he had said as much, Christina did not press the issue. Shortly after, a server served the food.
A candle burned in front of the gla*s window, illuminating her profile. The gentle light added to her
allure.
She cast her gaze out the window every so often, making for a beautiful sight with the moonlight in the background. Throughout it all, Nathaniel had his eyes fixed on her.
After dinner, the two of them strolled back to the hotel.
Out of the blue, Christina snapped her head back. “Can you stop walking behind me all the time, Mr. Bodyguard? It’s strange.”
Since I can’t get rid of him, it might be a good idea to coexist in peace.
The next day, Christina had to begin doing the preparations at noon, although the fashion show was at night.
She was as busy as a beaver. Conversely, Nathaniel held his phone in hand and secretly snapped a few photos of her at work.
Her facial features were exceedingly gentle, and her nose was at the perfect height, giving others a strong yet reserved sense of tenderness.
Every single photo looked as though they were paintings.
Before the fashion show, a local fashion channel turned up and asked for a collaboration with Christina for a live broadcast.
Christina agreed right then and there, knowing that a feature on television would boost the studio’s reputation significantly.
Soon, the sky darkened gradually as night descended. As the strains of music drifted into the air, the models started stepping onto the catwalk, one after another.
Each set of clothing was unique. The live broadcast’s host used all the adjectives in her repertoire to describe the splendor of the fashion show.
The fashionable and unique clothing, coupled with their display by supermodels and the attendance of renowned celebrities, were undoubtedly the highlight of the event.
The number of viewers for the live broadcast had been soaring since the very beginning.
When the live broadcast finally drew to an end, it broke the fashion channel’s viewership record.
Ecstatic, the host hugged Christina and congratulated her fervently. On top of that, she asked the latter to say a few words about her experience organizing a fashion show before the cameras.
It was almost midnight by the time the curtain fell on the entire fashion show.
After they had packed everything, Ginny proposed visiting a nearby bar to celebrate their success.
That was a customary practice after a fashion show.
Christina concurred since everyone, including the staff, had been working hard for the past few days. As such, it was time for her to reward them.
Nathaniel, on the other hand, detested such a crowded place. Yet, he could not bring himself to crush her mood when she seemed incredibly excited.
When they all arrived at the bar, Christina reserved half the place and ordered a lot of liquor.
Nonetheless, she was resolved to keep to her limit.
She was well aware of her alcohol tolerance, and five bottles were the most she could drink. If she drank further, she would be inebriated.
For that reason, she usually drank only a bottle. That would ensure that she was still sober despite being a touch tipsy
When they were all having fun. Ginny pushed Christina up the stage in the bar, urging her to sing a song.
Caving into her colleagues’ cheers, Christina randomly selected an Anglandurn song.
In no time, the music started, accompanied by a cheerful voice.
“Na-na-na, na-na-na.”
“I’m no beauty queen, I’m just beautiful me.”
“Na-na-na, na-na-na.”
“You’ve got every right to a beautiful life.”
The strobe lights illuminated Christina’s crystalline eyes, and her profile was stunningly beautiful with her head tilted. Standing on the stage, she flashed Nathaniel a smile.
That mesmerizing smile hit the man squarely in the heart like a bullet. She was all that remained in his mind and blood.
At three o’clock in the morning, Christina decided to leave since it was late. Just then, Ginny whispered. into her ear.
She merely looked at the latter with a conflicted expression on her face without responding in any way.
“I beg you, Christina. Please help me.”
“I can’t help you. If you like Mr. Bodyguard, seck him out by yourself and confess your feelings to him.”
