Chapter 274
Chapter 274 Living In Your Harem
“Since I’m so talented, why don’t you take me as your disciple?” Francis arched his brows before
esponding with a smirk. It’ll be nice to be able to spend time with her every day.
“You’re a renowned celebrity. Why would you want to delve into the world of design? It seems like a
waste of your talent” Christina nearly choked on her coffee. He makes more money standing there
compared to what I nake designing a skirt.
Francis nonchntly took a seat on the single couch. Tilting his head back, he leaned against the
backrest and allowed the warm sunlight to cascade down upon him. As he sat by the window, he
seemed to embody the image of a lost angel who had descended upon the human world.
It was a scene so serene that one dared not disturb its tranquility, fearing to awaken the angel while
also not wanting to disrupt the beauty of the moment.
“Well, I got tired of being a celebrity, It’s not a career I enjoy anyway. I only decided to step into the
limelight to spite Nathaniel,” he said honestly.
Nathaniel, determined to conceal Francis‘ identity as the illegitimate child, tried his best to keep him
from the public eye, but Francis, against all odds, insisted on standing in the spotlight. He wanted the
world to know his existence.
He had worked tirelessly to achieve poprity, but bing a household name did not make him
happy. Nevertheless, being in the same space as Christina brought him a sense offort and ease.
Christina, who was working on the details of her draft on her tablet, nced at him. “Why would I risk
putting myself in danger by taking you as my disciple? Who knows if you’ll conspire with Madison to
plot against me.”
The thought of Madison caused her to put her guard up.
Though the incident that involved Holly hade to an end, the mastermind behind it remained a
mystery. It’s challenging to judge the true nature of a person. Who knows what thoughts lie behind their
actions?
Silence ensued after Christina finished speaking, and when she turned to look in Francis‘ direction, she
noticed he seemed to have fallen asleep.
He tilted his head askew as he nodded off, the angle entuating the curve of his neck. His Adam’s
apple appeared particrly defined, emanating a strong and alluring sense of masculinity. Netizens are
right. He truly deserves the title of the entertainment industry’s most enchanting beauty.
As Christina immersed herself in selecting materials and was engrossed in her work, she became
oblivious to her surroundings.
It was only when noon approached that she realized Francis was still there. He remained lying on the
couch, peacefully sleeping throughout the entire morning.
Clearly, the couch was not the mostfortable sleeping arrangement for someone as tall andnky
as Francis.
Christina walked over. “Francis, go home and sleep. I’ll update you once I’m done with the suit.”
The man seemed to still be in deep slumber.
Christina was at a loss for words. He’s a famous celebrity, for goodness‘ sake. Why is he sleeping in
my office? This i not a hotel. He should go home and sleep!
“Francis, wake up. I’m going to leave soon.” She tried waking him up several times but to no avail. He
remained unresponsive, as if his ears were plugged with cotton.
“Wake up. Francis” Finally, she had no choice but to poke his shoulder to try to wake him up. Why does
his body feel hot, though?
It was only then she noticed a faint blush on Francis checks. Initially, she thought it was his makeup
from filming, but now, it seemed more like a feverish flush.
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Christina was at aplete loss. He should have gone to consult a doctor if he doesn’t feel well. Why
did hee here?
“Get up. Francis. You’re running a fever. I’ll call you an ambnce.” Christina said.
Knowing that it was impossible for her to carry a man that was more than six feet tall, she took out her
phone and was ready to make a call. Suddenly, a hand that exuded burning heat grabbed her wrist.
Had she not recognized it as Francis‘ hand, she would have thought it was a scorching stove or
something. Francis‘ heart was spinning. “You shouldn’t call if you don’t want to cause amotion. Or
have you figured out how to exin to Nathaniel why I ended up in your studio?”
Christina’s fingers froze for a moment. Did he just threaten me?
She was not afraid of exining to Nathaniel, but she was worried that Francis fans might appear
around her office every day if they found out about this. That would disrupt her work.
After hesitating for a moment, she dismissed the idea of calling an ambnce.
“There’s a lounge in my office. You go over there and take a rest. I’ll buy you some medicine.” Christina
dragged Francis off the couch.
One would experience weakness and fatigue whenever one was ill. Thus, Christina had to gather all
her strength to move Francis from the couch to the bed in the lounge.
The bed was only five feet long. With the tall Francis lying on it, the entire space appeared cramped.
After covering him with her tiny pink nket, Christina went out to get some medicine for him.
The medicine she purchased had a potent effect. Francis would recover more quicklgafter taking it, but
it would make him feel extremely tired.
As Christina was on her way back after buying the medicine, she received a call from an unknown
caller. “Hi, is this Ms. Steele? I’m Mr. Fernando’s assistant. Is Mr. Fernando with you?” The man
sounded nervous. It was not difficult to understand why he was panicking. After all, Francis, a
renowned celebrity, had missing.
Knowing Francis well enough, the assistant was aware that the only person he cared about was
Christina. Francis had even attended the fashion show previously despite being injured. The assistant
could never forget that harrowing incident that left asting impression on him.
“Yes. He has a fever. Can youe over and get him as soon as possible?” Christina looked at the
medicine in her hand and sighed helplessly.
The assistant paused for a moment before responding. “I can’t leave right now. Since Mr. Fernando
doesn’t have anything on his schedule today, can I leave him in your care? Oh, by the way, his wound
hasn’t healedpletely yet because he has been involved in a few action scenes recently. Please
take good care of him. I’lle to pick him upter.”
He then ended the call right away, as if he was afraid Christina might cling to him for assistance.
Christina let out a sigh. When Fraincis got injuredst time, she did not pay much attention to him
because she was busy with thepetition.
It was time for her to bear the consequences of her actions.
Carrying a tray with warm water and medicine, Christina stepped into the lounge. The confined space
was infused with the delicate aroma of sandalwooding from Francis himself.
He appeared visibly unwell and was sound asleep. His delicate jawline added a touch of elegance to
his aura
“Francis, take your medicine first. Christina handed him the medicine and a ss of water.
Francis gradually opened his eyes in a daze. Upon spotting the genuine concern in the woman’s eyes,
he sneered. “I feel like I’m living in your harem.”
“I don’t have the wealth to keep an A–list celebrity like you in my harem. Take your medicine and leave
once you feel better. Christina huffed.
Francis shed a faint smile, his paleplexion exuding a fragile yet enchanting allure. It was an
irresistible sight that could captivate anyone.
He reached out and grabbed Christina by the wrist, guiding the medicine from her hand into his mouth.
While he was at it, he even intentionally brushed his lips against her skin, nting a kiss.
“What are you doing…” Christina blushed right away. Why does he still have the energy to tease me
when he’s ill?
Startled, she quickly withdrew her hand, but she could still feel the lingering warmth left by the man’s
touch.
After taking the medicine and drinking some water, Francis said, “Thank you for the medicine. You still
care about me, don’t you?”