Chapter 352 That Is Not What I Want

The studio was on the fifteenth floor of an office building in the city center.

An enthusiastic Granatanolan lady was at the reception counter when Christina walked in. As soon as the former lifted her gaze, she recognized the latter.

The woman politely welcomed Christina and greeted her in fluent Granatanolan, “Where did you go, Christina? I thought you wouldn’t come back again.”

Everyone at the studio knew Christina was back in her home country to hold a fashion show. However, she did not return to the studio even after several months had passed, and neither did anyone manage to reach her. Naturally, everyone thought she had found a new job.

Christina smiled. “How can that be? This studio is partially my blood, sweat, and tears too.”

Having stayed abroad for many years, she had placed almost her entire fashion career in that studio. She was not someone who would give up easily.

“Where’s Yosef?” she asked.

“Mr. Gunther is inside. You can head in.”

– Christina walked into the studio with Nathaniel. The furnishing and decorations inside radiated artistic vibes, and she even spotted her own artwork.

Meanwhile, Yosef was in the middle of a meeting with a famous designer in the conference room.

However, the atmosphere was not too great.

As Christina knocked on the door and entered, she met with the grumpy gazes of the two who had just argued.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

The famous designer loosened his floral necktie. “Ask Yosef yourself. He says he wants to sell the studio.”

“What? You want to sell the studio?” Christina’s face fell almost instantaneously.

When they first started the studio, they promised each other they would become the most renowned brand in the fashion industry. We’ve put so much effort and energy into it. How can we possibly bear to sell it just like this?

A grim look clouded Yosef’s face. From the way he pursed his lips and scrunched his brows, it was evident. he was worried over the matter.

Christina stood between the two and remarked, “I know our studio’s reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement, or move the hearts of our customers with higher quality works, isn’t it?”

She did not see the need to sell off the fruit of their many years of hard labor just because of a minor setback.

Yosef turned to the other designer and asked the latter to leave as he had something to say to Christina privately.

Before that designer left, he lightly patted her shoulder and spoke in less fluent Chanacan, “Try to convince him.”

As the door shut, Christina shifted her gaze toward Yosef. “Can you tell me the reason now?”

Yosef’s brows furrowed together. “Christina, I’m in a dilemma too. I received a call from Sebastian this morning saying that he wants to buy the studio. I objected, but he used my parents’ safety to threaten me.”

That news struck Christina like a bolt from the blue, leaving her utterly bewildered.

Before she even uttered a word, a series of loud noises rang out in front of her.

When Christina finally registered what she just heard, she saw Nathaniel’s punch had landed on Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain, the latter staggered a few steps back and clumsily leaned on the desk to stop. himself from falling.

“What are you doing, Mr. Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and immediately went up to push Nathaniel aside.

“That’s slander!” Nathaniel spat through gritted teeth.

True enough, he had instructed Sebastian to work on the acquisition, but he would never use someone’s life to threaten Yosef. It was clear that Yosef was lying.

Christina ignored him and turned to look at Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s go to the hospital and have a check.”

The metallic scent of blood spread in Yosef’s mouth, and streaks of blood occasionally seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Wrath was apparent in his eyes as he glowered at the blonde man before him. Why does this man feel more and more like Nathaniel the longer I look at him?

Christina placed Yosef’s arm on her slender shoulders and supported him as they walked toward the door.

The two were almost leaning on each other.

The anger deep inside Nathaniel earlier turned into jealousy at this point. “You can’t—”

“If you’re thinking of hitting him again, I won’t let you follow me anymore. I have tons of ways to run away from you.” Christina whipped her head around, her words laced with annoyance.

She thought it was wrong to hit people, regardless of the reason.

Nathaniel clenched his fists tight discreetly. His chiseled knuckles were giving off cracking sounds because of his tightened grip.

The eyes behind his shades had turned bloodshot, and his aura was as terrifying as a demon.

Rage overwhelmed him. Yet, he knew well that if he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side till she returned to the country.

Watching their retreating backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and trailed behind them.

He quickened his footsteps, and when he got nearer to the two, he reached out and pulled Christina and Yosef apart.

Having been pushed aside, Christina shot him a fierce glare. Is this Mr. Bodyguard thinking of hitting Yosef again?

To her surprise, she saw Nathaniel placing Yosef’s arm around his shoulders and helping him walk out.

Yosef was equally shocked. Nathaniel was so close to him at that moment that his formidable aura was made more apparent.

Even though Nathaniel was wearing sunglasses, Yosef could still vividly sense his sharp gaze.

Nathaniel glanced at Christina coldly. “Not leaving?”

He was a man of few words.

Only then did Christina follow after them. What exactly is Mr. Bodyguard doing? He’s the one who injured Yosef. yet he’s sending him to the hospital?

A while later, the three arrived at the hospital.

The doctor sent Yosef to do an X-ray, eventually confirming a fractured lower jawbone.

Upon learning of the news, Christina was dumbfounded. It only takes Mr. Bodyguard one punch to break one’s lower jawbone?Is there some personal grudge between them, or does he have violent tendencies?

After a series of checks, Christina requested the doctor to arrange a single ward for Yosef to rest at.

On the bed, Yosef had a cast over his injured lower jaw. Since that was the case, he had to be careful of what food he consumed during that period.

Christina forbade Nathaniel from getting anywhere near Yosef. She even instructed him to stand far away while in the ward.

Staring at Yosef, who had gotten injured because of her, Christina felt extremely bad. “I’m sorry, Yosef. It’s fault for not handling things well.”

Yosef’s dashing face appeared rather gaunt because of how pale it was. A faint glimmer flashed in his eyes. “Have you thought things through yet, Christina? Are you sure you want to stay by Nathaniel’s side?”

Christina fell silent as she did not know how to respond.

Yosef held onto her hand. “Look at how violent he is. Who knows if he’ll lock you up again if he’s unhappy one day? Did you forget who brought you the pain and torment for the past four years?”

He would never forget how difficult it was for Christina to take care of the two kids back then. It pained him to see how gloomy she often was because of Nathaniel.

Images of the past began to emerge in Christina’s mind, but she hid the discomfort and placidly muttered, “About this matter, Yosef, I’ll definitely give you an explanation. No matter if Nathaniel was the one who did it, I’ll help restore the studio’s reputation.”

“Christina, that’s not what I want...” Yosef got too agitated and hurt his injured muscle, causing him to inhale sharply.

A frown marred Christina’s countenance. “That’s enough. You should focus on recovering. Leave the rest to me.”