Alia was puzzled, her eyes fixed on him curiously, "Why? Are you going to take ? Didn’t you say you can’t leave just now?"
Christopher didn’t answer; he simply raised his arm and gestured with his eyes, asking for her help.
Alia had no choice but to step back and support him by holding his arm.
"Ah—" The man had just stood up and suddenly hugged her, giving her a scare, "What are you doing?"
Christopher chuckled, his handso face exuding charm, a gentle smile on his lips.
Once standing, he no longer needed to look up at her.
The man turned his head, his large hand gripping the back of her neck, leaning down to kiss her.
In fact, when Christopher embraced her, Alia had already guessed what he was about to do.
But thinking they were in the office where soone might co in at any mont, she worried. So as he leaned close to her neck, she instinctively tilted her head back.
Unexpectedly, this guy was prepared, his large hand holding her neck firmly, pulling her back.
Their lips t, and the tense, heavy, serious atmosphere was instantly overwheld by warmth and sweetness, causing the temperature to rise montarily.
As he kissed her, the man whispered, "A favor for a favor, this is your reward for the massage..."
Alia worried soone might co in, feeling a bit constrained, her face quickly turning red as she gently pushed him, playfully saying, "Alright... if soone sees us, my ’Fox Lady’ reputation will be solidified."
Speaking of this, Christopher frowned slightly, "I’ve already arranged for this to be handled; it’s just so public accounts receiving benefits and posting press releases."
Alia embraced his waist, supporting part of his weight, nodding, "I know, don’t worry. People with brains will see it’s all part of a complete setup."
Christopher nodded, suddenly thinking of sothing, his handso face full of guilt, "Ah... being with must be tough for you."
"Heh, as long as you know, treat better then."
"Hmm, treat you better, then another kiss." He promised, kissing her again.
Alia tried to evade several tis but was pursued by him, both laughing and teasing each other, Christopher nearly lost his balance, falling onto her.
Suddenly, the office door was knocked open.
Lucas King looked at the scene before him, frozen, then forced a smile two seconds later, "I... I thought Mrs. had already left, so—should I step out, and you two continue?"
Christopher looked at him; the murderous look in his eyes couldn’t be hidden.
Alia was embarrassed and quickly stopped him, "Co back!"
Following her words, helping the man sit down, she quickly said, "You eat lunch, I’m leaving."
Christopher retained her, "Aren’t you hungry? Why not join for a bit."
Alia glared at him, "No need, I’ll eat at ho."
Their eyes intertwined, feeling reluctant to part, making the nearby standing Lucas King unsure what to do, muttering, "I better step out then..."
Alia’s cheeks were even more crimson, she let go of the man’s hand, grabbed her bag, and left.
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The news of Seal-Cloud Corporation’s trading suspension spread through the business world like wildfire.
People speculated, guessing that Christopher Hart had exhausted his talents and was beyond hope, predicting Seal-Cloud would soon change hands and be owned by soone else.
The suspension was just a delay before the inevitable.
Alia knew that during such critical tis, she should be with Christopher.
But the headquarters also needed her to do the annual work report.
Initially, she should have gone over for a work inspection before the New Year, but she couldn’t let go of things here, and due to the lingering shadow of the air crash, it was postponed repeatedly.
Now, she didn’t dare delay anymore.
Christopher’s side was full of crises, uncertain if he could pull off a miraculous recovery; her career couldn’t afford any mistakes either.
As the saying goes, while there’s life, there’s hope. Her career now was Christopher’s fallback, the hill that remains green.
Therefore, even though she was extrely reluctant, she still had to make a trip back to headquarters.
The night before her business trip, Christopher ca over at around ten.
The children were already asleep, but he hadn’t seen the little ones for several days, so he went to each of their rooms to see them.
Alia followed him, noticing his serious red veins under his eyes, she frowned and asked softly, "How many hours did you sleep last night?"
"Why?"
"Look at your dark circles, you look like you got punched twice."
He smiled slightly, "Is it that exaggerated?"
"Go look at yourself in the mirror if you don’t believe !" She feigned anger and teased, seeing him still gazing lovingly at the two kids, gently urging, "Enough, enough, hurry and wash up to get so sleep, you’ll see them again, won’t you?"
After saying, regardless if he agreed or not, she directly pushed the wheelchair away.
Out of the children’s room, the two resud speaking normally.
"During my business trip, it’s estimated it’ll take at least a week; you have to deal with the company’s affairs and run to the hospital to care for your mother. With the kids here, you should rest here; videos or calls are enough. Aunt Harper and Fuller will take good care of them, and if needed, Snow can step in."
Christopher signaled for her to stop the wheelchair, turned around, frowning, "If you’re not at ho, it’s not right for a father not to co see them. Don’t worry, I’ll try not to work overti and co back early to be with them."
Alia knew she couldn’t persuade him otherwise, nodded, "Then do as you see fit."
After a bath, returning to the bedroom, Christopher looked at the suitcase standing nearby, his heart surging with rippling worries.
"Alia, are you okay traveling alone on a long flight? Must you go personally on this business trip?" Christopher worried she’d still have lingering air crash shadows, her emotions unstable during flight.
Alia said, "How am I alone? Shaw ca back, she’ll be with , and we’re also accompanied by two senior managers, a group of four."
"I know what I ant is... originally, I should accompany you, so you wouldn’t be scared during the journey."
She sat at the bedside, level with the man in the wheelchair, hearing this she took the initiative to hold his hand, guiltily saying, "Originally, it should be with you; now, during your toughest ti, and I have to go abroad for business, not knowing what will happen in the coming days..."
The man smiled wryly, didn’t mind saying, "What else could happen? Worse case scenario is Seal-Cloud changes ownership, as you said, with my abilities, even if I temporarily fail, I’d regain control."
"Hmm, exactly, you’re Christopher Hart!"
"Alright, ti to sleep."
Alia helped him from the wheelchair to the bed.
Christopher could now stand, his lower limbs regaining sensation gradually, he could turn slowly by himself while lying down.
The two embraced facing each other; he reluctantly kissed the woman’s lips, lingering intimately for a long while, passionately whispering, "Alia, once these ssy things are finished, no matter the outco, let’s get married."
Looking into each other’s eyes, he spoke with utmost sincerity and solemnity, "I’ll remarry you, and this ti, I want to proclaim to the world, giving you the grandest wedding."
Alia didn’t particularly care about marriage, but if agreeing would make him more at ease, she was willing.
She nodded, "Okay, all according to your wishes, anyway, I’m not at a loss."
She thought about the novel serialization’s ending still owed to the readers.
Ginny Davies said whenever they marry, the novel would conclude, so lots of readers kept asking every day — did the lead couple in parallel world marry? When’s the novel’s finale?
Even scolding the male lead, saying he must be ineffective, otherwise, how co he couldn’t settle one woman for so long?
Alia indulged in daydreaming, chuckling quietly.
Christopher puzzled, "What’s on your mind, so pleased?"
She buried her face against the man’s neck tenderly, "I think... this ti getting married should receive many blessings, right?"
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