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Chapter 6

“The Hadley family?”

Christina, Gideon, and Miranda were equally stunned.

They gaped at the housekeeper, who added, “Mr. Nathaniel Hadley is here to escort Ms. Steele home.”

“Nathaniel Hadley?” Christina’s mouth remained agape with shock as she stared at the housekeeper for confirmation.

Alas, the housekeeper nodded in affirmation.

Damn it!

Christina cursed her chatty mouth for jinxing herself.

The arranged marriage between the Steele and Hadley families lasted three years, but not a single Hadley had ever visited their home.

Now, seemingly out of nowhere, the groom himself was at the Steeles’ doorstep.

Gideon and Miranda’s shock turned to delight when they learned Nathaniel was there for Christina.

Gideon said, “Invite him in!”

“I’m already here.” While Christina was still confused, a male voice drifted from outside.

The speaker sported a rich baritone and sounded self-assured yet somewhat distant at the same time.

A second later, an extremely handsome man stepped into their lines of sight.

Christina visibly stiffened when she met his gaze.

The rumors had painted the Hadley family’s heir to be a horribly disfigured man who stood no taller than one and a half meters.

It could not be farther from the truth. He was so handsome it was impossible to tear one’s eyes away from him.

He wore a tailored suit that flattered his tall figure. In a couple of steps, he was right in front of Christina.

Christina sputtered, “Y-You’re Nathaniel Hadley?”

Nathaniel’s unreal looks were only the tip of the iceberg. To her horror, she was starting to realize that he was the man from the hotel the night before.

Something flashed through his eyes. His cool gaze roved over Christina, and once he was satisfied that he had found the correct person, he replied, “That’s ‘husband’ for you.”

His response knocked the breath out of Christina.

Meanwhile, Miranda was on the verge of a breakdown. Isn’t he supposed to be an ugly monster?

The only person thrilled by Nathaniel’s visit was Gideon, who was all smiles as he invited their guest into their home. “Please come in, Mr. Hadley.”

“That won’t be necessary. I’m here to take Christina home,” Nathaniel replied coldly.

What on earth is happening?

Christina finally snapped out of her shock-induced trance and asked, “Aren’t we already divorced?” His actions perplexed her to no end.

His gaze glinted dangerously before he uttered, “The divorce agreement has been voided. You’re still Mrs. Hadley.”

Christina did a poor job of hiding her bewilderment.

Still, with Gideon and Miranda hovering around, she had no choice but to follow Nathaniel into his car and leave for the Hadley residence.

The silence in Nathaniel’s Lincoln stretch limousine was suffocating.

Once they were far from the Steele residence, Christina shouted, “Stop the car!”

The driver instinctively stepped on the brakes and parked the car at the side of the road.

Christina promptly opened the door, ready to make her escape.

Nathaniel clamped his hand around her wrist with lightning speed and demanded, “Where are you going?”

Befuddled by his question, Christina replied matter-of-factly, “Home!”

“We haven’t arrived at the Hadley residence.”

When Christina realized he was not joking, she arched a brow and challenged, “You can’t possibly think you can treat everyone like pawns just because you’re a walking Adonis. Is this entertaining to you or something?”

His behavior was infuriating. She hastily escaped his grasp and tried to dart out of the car.

“Yes,” Nathaniel replied to the grumpy woman beside him. After a slight pause, he pulled her into his arms rather effortlessly and pressed his lips beside her ear. “Especially last night. That was very entertaining.”

Salacious scenes flashed through Christina’s mind at the mention of last night. She blushed as red as a tomato.

She gritted her teeth but failed to restrain herself.

“You psycho!”

The driver held his breath in fear, stunned by her audacity. No one had ever scolded Nathaniel in his face.

Nathaniel’s expression hardly changed. He pulled Christina deeper into his embrace and ordered, “Start the car!”

The car zoomed off despite Christina’s protests and struggles.

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