Crista's body was pressed firmly on the couch making it difficult for her to ignore William's probing eyes. She looked away instead to evade his questions.
"Why don't you answer me? Does it hurt?" William asked as he searched her eyes for answers that her mouth wasn't willing to give. Bending his head down, he gently kissed Crista's scar. His lips left a trail of moisture that was impossible to ignore. That scar would remain etched on her skin for a lifetime and it was a clear representation of what he owed her.
"It hurt," Crista nodded. No matter how painful the physical wounds were, they all belonged in the past now. What kept her hurting was the emotional trauma he put her through.
"I'm sorry." William spoke softly. He remembered how she got that scar and no amount of apologies could turn back time and erase it. Still, he wouldn't give up easily trying to win her heart.
Biting her lower lip, Crista pleaded, "Why can't you set me free? Why?" Tears welle
Lewis saw the look on her face. "He raped you again, didn't he?" Crista turned her gaze away from him. She couldn't do anything when William threatened her and forced her to have sex with him. "You shouldn't have given him the chance to rape you again! It has been more than two years. Haven't you forgotten how he hurt you?" Lewis helped her dry her hair as he gazed into her eyes. Why couldn't she forget about William? Were all the things he did for her during the past two years meaningless to her? Did she forget everything between them the second William reappeared in her life? And was she planning to get back together with him? Crista got up and looked back at Lewis. "I've never forgotten about it. How could I forget it? How could I cast aside the most painful experience I've ever gone through?" She loathed William. And she hated him for raping her without considering how she would feel. In doing so, he made her disgusted with the idea of com
The next morning, Crista was done packing up and was about to go out when the doorbell suddenly rang. She opened the door and found out that it was William. She thought maybe it was the most polite he had ever been. "Mr. Ding? So you do know how to use the doorbell. I thought it was not you," Crista said indifferently. Her clothes made her look more slender and taller. She was wearing a high-necked shirt with black lace, slim black trousers, and light-colored high heels. William stared at her for a moment and said, "Shall we go out now?" "I'm so sorry if you have to pick me up, Mr. Ding. Though I can go to the airport by myself," Crista said. She smiled indifferently as if nothing had happened yesterday. Last night, William sent her back and left after. But this morning, he could see how she smiled leisurely. Had she forgotten what happened yesterday, or was she just trying to turn a blind eye to him? He wanted her to hate him and remember him
As soon as Crista went downstairs, William caught up with her and grabbed her arm. "What's the matter with you? Were you trying to set me up with Nimpha? Do you really not care?" "Mr. Ding, I think it's inappropriate of you to hold me like this in public." Crista glared at him. Was he aware of what he was doing right now? This was the hotel's lobby. Numerous people were coming and going, and she didn't want them to mistake her for a whore. "Is that so? I don't care about other people's opinions. Don't you know who owns this place?" Brian proudly stood at the center of the lobby, showing no intention of letting her go. As of this moment, Ayla was powerless. So what if he owned this place? Yes, she cared about what other people thought of her, and she didn't want to be seen with him. But was this reason enough to stop him? Why couldn't he just listen to her? "Let me drive you back to your office." After saying that, he carried her to the car parked outs
Looking out of the window, Lewis said, "I see. You should be careful whenever you go outside. Once I'm done with work, I'll come to see you." He wanted to ensure Crista's safety! "Okay." She had promised him that above all, she would cherish her own life. There was a time when she almost lost her life, but now, she would never discard her life so easily. "Chica, if you really want to leave this place and go back to Italy, or maybe anywhere else, as long as you desire it, I'll make it happen. Everything will be fine," said Lewis. He had long wanted to take Crista away, and at present, it seemed to be his only choice. If Anpu were to come back, or if Chery found out that Crista was here, there would be no more turning back for Lewis. Crista was hesitant to do it. This time, she didn't promise him anything. "Lewis, do you really think we can just run away like that? Do you think William will let us go so easily? of all people, you should know tha
"Did I say something wrong? It's not that I don't believe you, Miss Crla. I'm afraid you will deliberately make things difficult for me. I think Mr. Ding is more trustworthy than you." Nimpha was always the one to take initiative and she never trusted Carla. Moreover, she was not Crista. She wouldn't allow others to bully her. Crista silently looked at Carla and Nimpha. Having these two women around him was probably enough for William. He wouldn't have the time to pay attention to her. Carsie stopped Nimpha and said, "This is the Ding Group, Nimpha. You should know what to do." Carsie wouldn't bring Nimpha here if she thought she couldn't help Crista. Nimpha was always capable, be it in the company or outside it, and Carsie had chosen her because of her confidence. But as a designer, she would have to be careful not to become overconfident. William looked at Crista. Although she remained expressionless, he could tell that she was gloating from within. But he
As the elevator doors opened, William and Nimpha stepped out. All of a sudden, she accidentally sprained herself while wearing her high-heeled shoes. Luckily, he caught her before she hit the ground. since he was already holding her, she decided to snuggle in his embrace. "It's so painful! Ouch.” “Please be careful, Miss Nimpha." Although he wanted to let go of her, Nimpha clung even more tightly to his sleeve At that moment, her feet couldn't support her. "Mr. Ding, it seems that I sprained my ankle. I'm so sorry." With widened eyes, Ding looked down and noticed her swollen ankle. "We should hurry to the hospital.” Immediately, they walked out of the company building as he supported her. "Well, Mr. Ding, I already reduced the swelling of Miss Nimpha's sprain. As long as she doesn't push herself too much and applies her medicine, she'll recover in a few days," the doctor told William. "| understand." After nodding, William assisted Nimpha as t
William's kiss took away Crista's self-control. After his lips left hers, he then moved to kiss her cheeks. Gasping for air, she asked, "What on earth do you want?" Right now, she was in his company, his territory, and there was nothing she could do. "I want you to willingly come back to me." That was exactly what William wanted. He wanted to get back together with her, just like the old days. He had never gotten tired of her, and he still desired both her body and her heart. "William, need I remind you that you were the one who drove me away back then? I'm not a clingy woman, so I obeyed your command and left!" Crista recalled the time that he heartlessly drove her out of the Ding family's villa. What happened to her after that became the most miserable part of her life. "So after all these years, you still hate me, don't you?" William was hoping that she would hate him, so that she would never forget him and eventually, come back to him. "I just wan
William continued knocking at the door and shouting, but Crista still ignored him. She hadn't finished showering yet. Once she was clean, she would definitely come out. Why was he being so noisy? Why couldn't he just leave her alone for a while? Soon, William stopped knocking. Just when he was about to kick it down, the frost glass door opened and Crista appeared in front of him, naked. Her body and hair were still dripping, and her face was red and strangely warm. Crista smirked briefly. "You're so noisy. It's annoying." Her remark displeased William. Before he could respond, she collapsed and lost consciousness. "Chica? Chica!" He quickly picked Crista up and wiped her body with a bath towel. As he stared at her body, he noticed that there were several abrasions. It seemed that she wanted to erase the marks he left on her body, as if erasing his existence, but it was impossible! William wanted to stand before Crista, be with her, and hopefully be in
You Are Not The Baby's Father Lewis sighed as he made Crista sit down on the sofa. "Will you feel bored staying at home?" Looking at him, Crista hesitated for a while before she shook her head. "Aren't you afraid that I might run away?" "Yes, I am." Lewis looked at her. He was obviously anxious. The only thing that scared him was Crista leaving him. "Then I won’t go out. I am afraid that I won't be able to control myself." Even though Crista knew that William had died, she still wanted to see him. She loved him so much, but she could not even see him one last time. "He is dead. Why are you so stubborn? Even if you did go back, what can you do now?” Lewis wondered why she was being so stubborn about returning to William. Did it mean that he would never get her love even though William had died? Would she never show him any mercy at all? "Then why do you have to do that? You can just leave me alone." Crista didn't want him to interfere her affair! He had lied to her many times n
There Was Still No News About Her Lewis walked over to Crista and saw her in a daze. "What's wrong, Chica? Do you feel sick?" Her face had turned paler, which worried him. Looking at him, Crista remained silent. She didn't stop him when he put his coat on her shoulder and helped her sit on the bed. "If you don't feel good, then you'd better take rest. Don't you remember that the doctor asked you to rest in bed for the first three months?" Lewis felt like he was talking to himself. Was she even listening to him? Crista reached out and touched her belly. Only when she felt the child in her belly would she feel relieved. Leaning against the bed, Crista took a glance at the newspaper that was on the bedside table. She had not thrown it away yet. Perhaps she was using it to remind herself that she should not forget William. Lewis sat next to her and talked to her, but Crista ignored him and fell asleep. A bitter smile appeared on Lewis' lips. He could talk for hours, but she would sti
Will You Be With Me Then, Lewis made Crista sit up and lean against a cushion. "Have some congee first, Chica. You haven't eaten properly for a few days. Or do you want to eat something else? I can ask Sara to make it for you." Crista had no appetite for the food in front of her, but still, she slowly ate as Lewis fed her until the congee was finished. "Chica, you need to take good care of yourself. You need to start eating well because your baby needs the nutrition." Lewis wiped her mouth with a tissue. "My baby," Crista murmured. "I still have a baby." "Yes, Chica. You still have your baby. That’s why you have to take good care of yourself so you won’t hurt your child." Lewis looked at her. Perhaps the thought of her child could snap her out of her lethargy and give her a reason to move on. "My baby, what are we going to do? It’s all my fault that you will never see your daddy. It’s all Mommy's fault, "Crist
He Died To Save Her Crista shook her head. "No way! I want William. He is the father of my child, and he has a right to know about it." Why should she be with Lewis? It was obvious that she resented him. 'What does he mean? And why did he say that he can be with me now that William is not around anymore? William told me that he will be there for me, and that I should wait for him!' Crista remembered it so clearly that it was simply impossible for her to forget his promise to her. "It is true that he has a right to know about your child, but it is too late for that now," Lewis said, looking at her, but in his heart, he was afraid that she might become hysterical and fall unconscious. "What do you mean by too late? What is that supposed to mean, Lewis? What happened to William? I want to see him... No, I need to see him right now!" After saying that, Crista rushed to the middle of the road, and stopped a car th
Let Me Love You In the end, Lewis chose to take Crista away. He went back to the ward, and looked at her. The doctor who followed him in gave her an injection. "Mr. Lui, if you still insist on taking Miss Jin away, then I'll have to finish the paperwork for you so that you will be able to go through the discharge formalities,” the doctor said to Lewis. Money had the power to do anything, so Lewis bribed the doctor to give some tranquilizer for Crista, so that he could take her away from there while she was still asleep. Gian soon arrived at the hospital. "Mr. Lui, everything is done." Lewis nodded and handed him a prescription. "Go through the discharge formalities for Crista first, and once you're done with that, you can go to the pharmacy and get her medicines. I will be taking her downstairs now." After Gia left the ward, Lewis changed Crista's clothes, put his coat on her, picked her up in his arms, and left the h
Escape In The Middle Of The Night If she had shielded William from the bullet, he would have been fine. Crista had done that three years ago, and she survived, so there was a high chance she would be all right again. It was a gamble, yes, but she was willing to take that risk. He should not have pushed her away. She did not need his protection! She now understood William's obsession with keeping her safe. But it was way too late, and she was tethering on the brink of losing her mind. Lewis looked at her, his brows furrowed in jealousy. "You will sacrifice your life for him? If I was the one on the receiving end of that bullet, would you do the same for me?" Crista kept mum, curling up into a ball, her mind tormented. She did not know if she would feel the same for Lewis. All she cared about was how she did not want to see William harmed. Maybe she would save Lewis, or maybe not. The thing was, she had not cont
Want To See Him Lewis held her in his arms as he still could not let her go- Crista had lost a lot of blood and had no strength left in her to struggle. She could only watch as Martin and his men helped William up. "Let go of me, Lewis! I want to be with him. I want to be with him!" Crista was scared. No one could tell what would happen to William as he had gotten shot in his chest. However, she hoped that he would be fine, and wanted to be by his side. William tried his best to stand up and said, "Chica, wait for me!" No matter how strong he was, he still could not help but faint. Martin shouted his name a few times before he looked at Crista and carried William out of there. He didn't take Crista with him because he could not afford to waste time now. If they continued to deal with Lewis, then William was going to die. Holding Crista in his arms, Lewis walked step by step towards Anpu, who was lying
It's Either Your Life Or Crista's When he heard Lewis mention Crista, William's expression darkened. "You kidnapped Chica, didn't you? What did you do to her?" "What I did to her? What do you think I did to her? I can do the same things that you did to her, right? Don't forget that I am a man, too, just like you!" Lewis said with a smug smile. 'What do I want to do to Crista?' Of course, Lewis wanted her, but she did not want him. She would not even let him touch her. She had struggled and resisted him for a long time now. But for William, she became pregnant. She was doing everything for William, but not for Lewis. She didn't care how deep his love was. She would rather hurt him than compromise. "As long as you promise to let Chica go, I'll do whatever you ask me to do," William said. He had made up his mind to do anything and to give up anything for the sake of her safety. "Are you sure that you are willing to do an
What On Earth Did He Want To Do With Her Lewis bent over and planted a kiss on Crista's lips. He had never kissed her long enough or often enough to his liking. It must be his lucky day! He cupped his hand behind her head, holding it steady as he explored her mouth deeper. Crista writhed to get away, very much on the defensive. The more she floundered wildly, the more the ropes scraped away under her skin. There was no chance to avoid his kiss! Desperately, Crista bit down on his lips until her mouth filled with the metallic tang of blood. She bit and kicked, trying to shake off the strong hand that held her fast, but Lewis persisted, tasting her until she almost suffocated beneath him. "Do you want William to know we kissed?" Lewis smirked as he wiped the blood off his lip. He lifted a hand and signaled to Anpu’s men to leave them alone. "What on earth do you want to do with me?” Crista heaved and panted, the struggl