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Chapter 270 I Am Her Husband
Zele knew what Christina’s concern was. “It’s also my first time in Jadeborough. I barely have anyone I know here.
Give me your number just in case I need help with anything.”
“O–Okay…”
Christina couldn’t find a reason to refuse, so she took Zele’s phone over and keyed in her number.
If Zele asked about things like the directions to certain places, Christina would surely help her. However, if she had
an ulterior motive, Christina would have no choice but to turn her down.
After saving Christina’s number, Zele went back to her seat.
Just then, Laurel came back from the restroom. She chatted with the two of them for a while more. Then she
brought Christina to her room.
When Christina stepped into the nearly two–hundred–square–meter presidential suite, she could barely find a spot
to stand. “Ms. Shaw, are you planning to stay here for a long time?”
The shoes were casually placed, and at least twenty shopping bags were scattered across the floor. Looks like she
went on a shopping spree again.
Christina was aware of the kind of shopper Laurel was. She once accompanied Laurel on a business trip abroad. At
that time, Laurel almost bought everything in the store.
“No. I’m leaving in a few days. I have a show in Bellridge, and I’ve long prepared for it. I deliberately made some
time out to see you before going there.”
Walking in from the hallway, Laurel gracefully took off her earrings and got changed.
Christina fixed her eyes on the woman who was in her forties. Looking at how good her body shape was, Christina
felt envious.
Laurel had always paid attention to her diet, and she would control her calorie intake. Unlike her, Christina would
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtjust eat whatever when she was hungry.
Christina picked up the boxes on the floor and put them into the suitcase, which was full of things. She looked at
them with great interest.
Sipping the red wine she poured for herself. Laurel looked at Christina busying around. “You’re a champion now,
and you have made a name for yourself in the industry too. Don’t you pack up you’re my assistant? What a waste
of your time!”
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me like
“It’s because of you that I managed to make such a great achievement. Moreover, there’s nothing wrong with an
apprentice taking care of the mentor.” Christina didn’t find it embarrassing at all.
When she first helped Laurel to pack the suitcase back then, she randomly stuffed everything inside without
organizing them.
That time, it felt as if they were opening blind boxes. After opening seven to eight suitcases, they still had to look for
the items. Everything was everywhere, and they were rushed off their feet backstage.
Christina remembered that she was in a blue funk. If Laurel still scolded her after all the torment, perhaps she
would give up and run away.
Little did she expect Laurel to spend the whole night teaching her how to organize the items. Christina felt touched
whenever she harked back to that part of her memory.
Since then, Christina had learned to arrange things in an organized manner.
Laurel smiled, feeling glad that she had chosen the right person. “Thank you, champion.”
While they were chatting, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
“Ms. Shaw, did you order supper?” Christina noticed that Laurel didn’t eat anything earlier but only drank
some wine.
“I didn’t. Let me take a look.”
When Laurel opened the door, she saw a tall man in front of her. He was wearing a high–end white shirt and an
expensive custom–made suit. His looks were hundreds of times better than those of a male model. On top of that,
he was way more debonair than ordinary people.
“Hi, who are you looking for?” Laurel asked while sizing him up.
It was rare to encounter someone as handsome as him. How could Laurel not take a proper look at him?
Nathaniel was a little displeased for being stared at. “I’m here for Christina.”
Listening to his deep, alluring voice, Laurel felt that it was unfair that the man was blessed with drop–dead good
looks and a magnetic voice.
Hold on. He’s looking for Christina?
Before Laurel could come to her senses, Nathaniel had already walked into her presidential suite.
“Hey, why are you barging into my place? I didn’t allow you to enter.” Laurel frowned slightly. It wasn’t until
Nathaniel stepped in that she realized he had a group of bodyguards behind him.
He seems to be a big shot. Could it be that Christina has offended him, so he’s here to catch her?
Laurel trotted over and stood in front of Christina. Keeping her behind her back, she said. “What do you want to do?
Christina is a decent woman. Although you look good, you still can’t force your way on her!”
When Christina raised her head in doubt, she saw Nathaniel’s cold and handsome face. He was staring at her
deeply.
She looks very beautiful today. The yellow dress on her matches her fair skin well, giving off the vibe that she’s
innocent and bright. She even has light makeup on. However, when she goes out with me, she doesn’t even want to
apply makeup to her face. Why did she dress with fastidious care to meet this woman?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA pang of jealousy aroused in his heart.
“Who is she?” Nathaniel asked coldly.
Laurel felt that she should be the one asking about his identity first, not the other way around.
Before she could say anything, Christina’s gentle voice came through. “Nathaniel, this is my mentor, Laurel Shaw.”
Laurel was stunned. They knew each other? Her eyes flitted to his face again. Although he looked cold, there
was a different emotion in his eyes. Is he… jealous?
Christina walked over and tugged at Nathaniel’s sleeve. “Don’t pull a long face. This is my mentor,” she said softly.
“Christina, is he your boyfriend?” Upon realizing what was on his mind, Laurel was a little amused.
Nathaniel frowned. “I’m her husband!”
He pulled Christina to his chest as if he were staking his claim on her.
Christina felt that her face was burning hot. What is he doing? Why is he getting jealous of Ms. Shaw? She’s not
even a man!
Laurel widened her eyes in shock. “Christina, when did you get married?”
She couldn’t believe she had no idea that her apprentice had gotten married.
Christina felt her head throb, not knowing how to respond to their conversation. “It’s a little complicated. I’ll explain
it to you some other day. It’s late now, so I won’t disturb your rest anymore. I’ll come over and help you sort these
things out tomorrow.”
As she spoke, she pulled Nathaniel toward the door.
Knitting his brows, Nathaniel spared a glance at the messy floor. What a bold woman! How dare she boss my wife
around?
“Who told you to help her pack her things?”
Hearing that, Laurel was bent out of shape, “What are you talking about? Don’t think that I won’t tell you off just
because you’re handsome. What’s wrong with asking my apprentice to help me pack my things?
Seeing that they were about to get into a fight soon, Christina immediately pulled Nathaniel out of the room and
closed the door. “Rest early. Ms. Shaw. I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.“