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
Carla cast a cold glance at Nimpha as she said, "Don't worry, Miss Nimpha. Let's continue the meeting." Nimpha was embarrassed. Carla thought that she shared a special relationship with William, which probably gave her the courage to humiliate Nimpha in front of so many people. But Nimpha wasn't going to take this lying down She would make Carla pay the price of this humiliation. The meeting ended in half an hour. Carla took all her notes and material for the morning meeting with her. She then bought the abalone porridge and some desserts, along with some of William 's favorite dishes. William had remained with Crista, but she showed no signs of waking up from her coma. The doctor seemed to have tried everything in his arsenal but had come up short. He looked helpless as he shrugged, indicating that maybe all they could do was wait for her to wake up on her own. Carla spotted William sitting by Crista's bedside as she entered the ward. "What's wrong w
Crista looked at the luxurious apartment in front of her. Never had it occurred to her to underestimate the place that William had chosen. Luckily, it was close to the Ding Group, so she could stay here for the time being. He had also asked someone to bring all her luggage here. "From now on, you'll be staying here." "Thanks for letting me stay at such a luxurious apartment. But where's the key?" Crista didn't want William to keep a copy of the key because she didn't want him to pick her up every day. Hearing that, he gave the room card to her. "Anyway, you should get some rest!" William stood up and left the room. Sitting on the sofa, Crista dialed Carsie's number. They agreed to meet at the cafe. "Ms. Yao." Crista had been waiting for her at the cafe. The second she saw her, she stood up. "Chica, did you need something from me?" Carsie knew that Crista was always focused on her work. But now, she had taken the initiative to ask her out. She
When Crista looked at William, she could see the satisfaction on his face. He kept on acting like he didn't know what had happened, then so be it. But she wasn't going to play along with him. Crista wanted to say something. But before she could speak, William suddenly pulled her into his arms. "Chica, stop being naughty," he said. He kissed her cheek, and then his lips moved to her mouth. He gently licked her lips and said, "Don't lose your temper again." Crista pushed him away and grimaced. "I didn't lose my temper! It's just I'm still not done talking yet," she said. However, William didn't give Crista the chance to speak whatever she wanted to say again. He knew that all she would say was just about her going to leave. And he wouldn't let her leave him. It hadn't been easy for him to get Crista and bring her back to his side. So why would he let her go so easily? Would William be kind enough to let Crista go back to Lewis? There was no way! She'd better st
William looked up at Crista. "You're not allowed to leave right now." ‘Was she planning to go back to her apartment?" "What? Are you going to force me again?" She looked back at him, thinking that he couldn't do whatever he wanted. There were several rooms in this apartment, which were much better than her previous apartment. But this man was much too dangerous, so she couldn't afford to stay here. He embraced her. "I don't want to force you, but if you keep forcing my hand, I'll do the same to you.” Was he trying to twist the story? What did he mean by saying that he didn't force her, and that Crista was the one who actually forced him? Was she even capable of doing so? What a joke! "Did you not understand me?" Staring into her confused eyes, William grinned and kissed her lips. Crista quickly pushed him away. "You bastard!" Afterwards, she rushed towards the bedroom, but before she could close the door, William had already come in. "Chica, a
Crista crawled out of bed and draped a night robe. "Mr. Ding, you have nothing to worry about. I get paid to work so I will fulfil my obligations.” What did he think of her? She was an independent woman who earned her own living! "That's fine," William nodded. Leaving her alone at home to her own devices could spell trouble. She might as well accompany him to the office. After freshening herself up, she sat alone at the dining table for breakfast. William was sipping on some strong coffee. "I've decided to go to the airport and send Ms. Yao off this afternoon," she said softly. She believed it was necessary to inform him in advance of her decision so that he would be aware. There was then no need to inform Carla. Taking a sip of his coffee, William told her, "Wait for me in the office. I'll go along with you." Since Carsie was returning to Italy, William needed to see her off. Crista almost choked on her milk when she heard those words. Had she said s
As soon as it was lunch break, the secretary took Crista to the ground floor. "Mr. Ho, what's going on?" Mr. Ho shook his head. "Mr. Clark told me to escort you downstairs. He said that you had to wait here for a while." Crista waited in the company hall with Mr. Ho by her side. About five minutes later, William came in and strode towards her. "Let's go! Ms. Yao is waiting for us in the car. Let's have lunch and then go to the airport together." Worried that Crista would refuse him, he took the liberty to bring Carsie with him, so that he could have lunch with her. When she heard that Carsie would have lunch with them, she didn't object at all. "Mr. Ding, please take good care of Chica," said Carsie. She had faith in both Crista and William. He nodded in response. "Don't worry, Ms. Yao. I also attach great importance to this coming fashion season. I hope you can come by when the time comes." "Certainly." Carsie clinked her glass with William's, and exchanged
Lewis was anxious as he asked Carla, "Do you know where Chica is?" He understood what Carla was saying. The more hurt Crista was, the more afraid of coming back to this villa she would be. And she would feel the heartache multifold if she returned here. Carla shook her head. "I can't tell you where she is because I don't know either." She couldn't tell him. If William came to know that she had told Lewis, he would hate her for the rest of eternity. She was still the same as before, always turning a blind eye to the women around William. What else could she do when she knew William so well? Lucas grasped Carla's hand. "Are you lying to me?" he said angrily. "Are you helping William? Do you want William to be with Chica? In that case, you won't get what you want either." Lewis also understood Carla. If a woman loved a man, she wouldn't let other women lay claim to him. Crista might be a special case, but she didn't belong to William in the first place. Carla sh
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