Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 1860 - 378: I Will Definitely Win

Mabel was a smart woman, she immediately knew that if she rushed over at this time, she would be hated.

Crystal really couldn't bear that the man sitting opposite was basically naked except for a pair of underwear. Moreover, this man was Nathan.

Eric was still sitting next to her.

The atmosphere of this dining room was depressing enough, and Nathan still wanted to make it worse.

"Master Davis, please put on your clothes," Crystal said coldly.

"..."

"Please don't affect everyone's mood for dinner."

Nathan pursed his thin lips coldly and said nothing.

Crystal stood up indifferently and pulled away from the chair...

As she walked out of her position, Nathan said in a cold voice, "Pants."

Mabel was taken aback for a moment and immediately handed him his pants.

Crystal just wanted to change her position, she didn't want to eat face to face with him, but Nathan thought she was leaving.

Crystal turned her back to him, leaned on the chair, and heard the rubbing sound of clothes behind her. Soon Nathan had put his clothes on and buttoned them up.

At this time, the servant began to serve dishes.

The gold tableware was filled with delicious food.

However, Amos had not shown up yet at this moment.

When Crystal looked back, Nathan had already put on his clothes, and she quietly returned to her place.

A coquettish smile appeared on Eric's face, and his eyes flashed slyly, what he was planning was unknown to everyone.

Based on Crystal's understanding of him, his plan would definitely not be friendly.

The dishes were gradually served, but the seriousness and depression in the dining room never disappeared. Was it because of the bodyguards standing around?

At this moment, some footsteps came again. Crystal thought it was Amos, but his personal bodyguard and his servants were there.

He was just a subordinate, but there were several servants behind him.

He walked to the dining table and bowed, "Mr. Bush and Mrs. Bush, welcome. I am Mr. Davis' butler. Mr. Davis is not feeling well today, so he lets me inform everyone that he is not coming for dinner. I wish you all a pleasant meal."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the servants to serve dinner.

Crystal noticed that this person's voice was similar to that of the person who called her last time.

There was a servant standing by everyone to serve them.

The servant wanted to serve Crystal some soup, Eric said faintly, "My wife is pregnant, please give her a glass of milk."

"Yes."

Crystal was used to drinking something while eating.

In Eric's villa, the milk produced by the cow he raised was too smelly. In order to let her eat well, Eric often lets people make some pure juice. Sometimes she even wanted to drink wine, Eric would also find a way to get the champagne that pregnant women could drink.

Nancy had always said that he was very considerate.

Crystal picked up the silver spoon and was about to drink some soup, but she found that Mabel, who was sitting opposite, nodded to them and prayed with her hands together.

After praying, she picked up the spoon, moved gracefully, and ate with a standard posture.

The servant standing aside, began to introduce various soups, including their ingredients and nutrients.

Mabel smiled softly, like a celebrity, even the way she took the soup was very elegant.

Crystal looked at herself again. Although her sitting posture was very decent, it looked pale in comparison to Mabel's innate elegance.

They were born noble, if Crystal wanted to say that they didn't match up, it would be against her conscience.

The order of tasting each dish was different, and the servant would put the specific dish in front of each guest.

Crystal thought that this form was too rigid, as if everything had rules.

She couldn't eat what she wanted at first, and she couldn't eat more of what she thought was delicious, she had to follow the special order. In this way, even the most delicious dishes would become tasteless.

Crystal had a meal absent-mindedly, and Amos didn't come to dine with them, probably because of Mrs. Bush.

Unexpectedly, he only allowed Mrs. Bush to see him from a distance, and he didn't even want to say anything to her. It seemed impossible for him to untie Mrs. Bush's heart knot.

Eating in an extremely serious atmosphere, no one dared to make a sound.

It was simply depressing to the extreme.

After the last dish, the dinner was finally over. Crystal took the napkin handed over by the maid, wiped her mouth, and instantly felt relieved.

Crystal hadn't eaten anything since this morning, this meal really made her relieved. She started to sympathize with Nathan, who had grown up in such an atmosphere. Then they all went out of the dining room, Eric and Crystal walked ahead.

When they walked through the corridor, there were richly painted oil paintings on both sides. At the thought of it, Crystal was in no mood to appreciate them.

Then she heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind.

After dinner, Crystal had to leave the manor with Eric. However, Mrs. Bush did nothing except look at Amos from a distance. During dinner, it suddenly rained. After a dull thunderstorm, the rain was getting heavier now...

When they arrived at the hall, the servant ran over, "Mr. Bush, the weather forecast says there is torrential rain and a typhoon. Mr. Davis suggests that you'd better stay overnight."

Eric pursed his lips and glanced at Crystal, "Darling, what do you think?"

"The thunder and lightning will unavoidably stimulate Mrs. Bush, and it's too late..." In fact, she was thinking about how to persuade Amos to help Mrs. Bush.

"Darling, so you want to stay?" There was a dim and unknown light in Eric's eyes.

Crystal bit her lower lip, "Do whatever you want, if you have already decided in your heart, why do you still ask me?"

"Of course, I will listen to your opinion." Eric said profoundly, "If you want to stay, we will stay, if you want to leave, we will leave."

The servant knew what Eric meant, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Bush and Mrs. Bush, please rest for a while in the hall. I will prepare the guest room for you immediately."

Eric took Crystal's hand, walked naturally, and sat down on the jacquard sofa in the hall. Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Nathan, "Master Davis, it seems we haven't played cards together for a long time."

Nathan paused.

Crystal was also startled.

The last time when they played cards was at Merah Club, she had sprayed Eric's face with wine.

Eric picked up a deck of cards on the coffee table and raised it towards Nathan, "You want to play?"

Nathan walked towards them with one hand in the pocket and with an evil ironic smile.

Mabel certainly followed Nathan with an elegant posture.

Crystal frowned, probably guessing what Eric was going to do.

He had just asked her whether to stay or not, in fact, he had made a secret decision. If she wanted to stay, he would retaliate against Nathan with a card game. If she decided to leave, he would let Nathan go.

He did this because he knew that this was Amos territory, he couldn't play hardball.

Crystal warned him, "What do you want to do?"

"Darling, after a nice meal, men always like to gamble a few rounds to kill the time."

Nathan sat on the sofa coldly and seemed to be ready to take the game.

Eric glanced at Nathan meaningfully, "Just playing cards is boring, how about playing more exciting games?"

"Eric!" Crystal shouted coldly, and she knew clearly what he wanted to do.

"Don't worry, darling! I think I am very lucky today, I will definitely win."

Crystal glared at him. How would she care whether he won or not? She just didn't want him to make trouble.

Eric naturally put his arm around Crystal's shoulder, leaned his lips against her ear, and said frivolously, "Seeing my wife and her ex-husband flirting makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"..."

"If you don't let me vent, I'm afraid that I will be bored to death."