Chris shook his head. “There’s no need for me to waste an internship position on a student like you. To be frank, chances to study by my side don’t come often.”

“Don’t you understand what I mean?” Natalie got a little anxious, suddenly standing up and facing Chris. “I… I like you.”

Being young was wonderful; it allowed one to say things like “I like you” so casually.

Chris smiled after hearing that.

“Natalie, I’m married.”

Natalie sneered. “So what? Does she have a better family background than mine? Is she prettier than me? Is she younger than me?”

Chris actually thought about it.

“She’s definitely not younger than you. After all, I’m much older than you. We’ve been married six years. We’re definitely not a young couple anymore. But in terms of family background and looks… do you know Jessica?”

Natalie nodded.

How could someone not know Jessica in Impelia?

“I rarely appear in public with my wife, but the person I’ve been married to for six years is indeed Jessica. Honestly, in my heart, my wife is the most beautiful. Of course, many people think so too. As for family background… I won’t go into that.”

She had thought she had the game in the bag, but after hearing Chris’s wife was Jessica, all her chances disappeared.

She slumped down helplessly, then still stubbornly asked, “You’ve been married six years, so you must have had enough of her. I like you; I’m younger than her. I can give you a different experience.”

“No need, we’re still in our honeymoon period.”

A voice came from the door, making both Chris and Natalie jump.

Francesca pushed open the door, and Jessica stood there.

She only glanced at Chris briefly, then focused her gaze on Natalie.

Young? Pretty? Family background? What a joke—no one could compare to Jessica in Impelia.

Jessica curved her lips at Natalie. “Hello, I’m Jessica, Chris’s wife.”

This was the first time in Natalie’s life that she had encountered such an awkward situation, and she was utterly defeated.

“I’ve talked to your uncle. He has already chosen a school for you, and it’s the art department you like. Forcing you to study medicine before was his mistake. People are independent individuals; you can’t be forced to do something you dislike just to continue the family line.”

“Really? The art department?” Natalie asked uncertainly. “My uncle always opposed me studying art. My father was into arts, and my uncle said I’m just like him.”

It seemed Natalie’s artistic talent came from her father.

Jessica sat on the armrest of the sofa, and Chris gently supported her waist.

“He agreed. It’s the highest art institute in Yelia. The recommendation letter was written by Eric, the Wilder Group’s design director, who studied there and is your senior.”

Seeing Natalie in a daze, Chris said, “You should head back. Your uncle’s worried about you. You shouldn’t always complain about him. No offense, but after your parents passed away, he was the only one to take care of you, and he refused to marry because of you. Your uncle would never hurt you. You depend on each other. The two of you should be the people who care about each other the most.”

The love from a family member.

Natalie left, but before doing so, she looked back at Chris once; her eyes were filled with relief. It seemed that she had let go of her feelings for Chris.