William knew that Crista only said half the truth. Was she hiding something from him? Or maybe, she really didn’t know who it was, so she didn't want to jump to any conclusions.
"Is that all?" he asked in a cold voice.
Crista nodded. "What else is there to say? What do you think happened?" She knew that William might not believe her, but she really had no clue who followed her into the warehouse and knocked her unconscious. Even if she had her suspicions, she still had no evidence to prove it.
William could tell that Crista didn't want to say anything else, so he decided not to probe further. Besides, she could do what she wanted. Even if he wanted to interfere, she probably wouldn't let him.
"Fine. Just get some rest!" When William was about to leave the ward, Crista stopped her. "Mr. Ding, how's the fashion show?”
He stopped in his tracks, and said, "How are you still in the mood to care about the event?" Based on the tone of his
William and Carla left the Design Department together, and when they left, the department returned to its lively state. "Nimpha, you're no match for Crista and Carla. Mr. Ding obviously came to see Crista, and the one he took with him is Miss Carla.” The person speaking was obviously shaming Nimpha, and it definitely didn't make her happy. She scoffed and returned to her desk. 'Who does Crista think she is? There's no way I'll ever lose to her!' Upon their arrival at William's office, William and Carla sat facing each other. "William, is Crista okay?" "So you already know?" He figured that it was highly likely that she had asked Enzo about it. Since Martin wasn't here, William's go-to guy in handling things was Enzo. "I asked Enzo." Carla stared directly into William's eyes, and said, "Don't get mad at Enzo. It's my fault that things went down like this." She had been in the entertainment club for so many years. And through that experience, she had seen
The truth? Was there even one between them? And was it necessary to speak of it? William wanted to understand Crista's pain, but did she still feel pain like an average person? The pain she had suffered during that one year was more than she had in her whole life. For so many times, she had been suffering so terrible that she thought she might die. But in the end, she suffered through one great pain after another. "Chica, I'm the only one who'll stand by your side no matter what, understand? I'm the only person you can say whatever you want to," William said to her. Crista looked up at the man before her. 'Would he be willing to be my only one?' The person who could've been the one for her didn't end up accompanying her for a lifetime. She was truly scared of her fate. Crista neither agreed nor refused. She just didn't know how to react right now. During their conversation, the servant knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Ding, the chicken soup is r
"Where are you going?" Before Crista could walk away, William grabbed her arm. She didn't try to struggle at all. "Mr. Ding, pulling my arm like this when we’re in the office is inappropriate. I suggest you let me go. Don't forget what you promised me last time." Crista had gotten adept at threatening William. But he didn't mind. He would let her do what she wanted to do for now. During daytime, he submitted to her rules, but at night, it was the other way around. As he let go of her hand, he said, "Do you need me to drive for you?" "That's not necessary." With that, Crista walked out of the office without even glancing back at him. William knew her well. Even if she didn't say a word, it didn't necessarily mean that she wasn't going to do anything about what happened in the warehouse. Once Crista had gotten out, she hailed a cab to TA and went straight to the underground warehouse. When she told the guard her name, he opened the door
Crista didn't want to play hardball with William. If he had no intention of giving the earring to her, she probably wouldn't be able to take it from him. ''What? What's on your mind? Hmm?" Noticing that Crista was absent minded, William leaned closer to her ear, whispering with a devilish grin on his dashing face. 'What do I have in mind? There's no way I can keep anything from him, can I?' Crista wasn't in a rush to solve this problem. Besides, sooner or later, she'd be able to get the earring from him. "Since there's nothing else notable to do here, I'm leaving." She grabbed her handbag and left the warehouse. On the other hand, William just stood there, watching Crista walk away. His stern face was incredibly hard to read. On her way to leave the warehouse, she deliberately slowed down. 'Didn't he follow me? Why didn't he stop me?' Normally, he would've continued pestering her. Did he get mad at her because she wouldn't tell him the i
The Truth About The Past Crista stared at William in shock. "You, you..." "What? Did I ever let you come into my study as you please?" Glancing back at her, he picked up the medical test report from the floor. Crista stared at the empty coffee cup. 'How could I expect him to fall into my trap?' She had put two sleeping pills into the coffee, but her plan had failed. "What the hell are you doing here?" William asked. All he wanted from her was an honest response. "Why do you have this?" Crista asked back as she showed him the drug. William just looked at her indifferently. "Are you not aware of my business dealings yet? Why bother asking such an idiotic question?" Of course, she knew. But he had never taken drugs himself, had he? This specific drug could make people addicted to it even with a milliliter of dosage. "You should never try this." Crista kept the syringe away from him, and added,
Deep Hatred Crista nodded. "Would you mind letting me talk to him for a bit?" In all honesty, sometimes, she had no idea how to face her problems. "Be my guest," William replied as he opened the door for her. Upon seeing Crista approach him, Lewis threw away his cigarette. "Chica," he greeted. "Lewis, what are you doing here?" She tried to force a smile, which ended up looking unnatural. "I was worried about you, so I dropped by." Lewis had been worrying about Crista for so many days. He wondered what William might’ve done to harm her. 'Would he actually do anything to make her cry and feel wronged?' Lewis thought. But based on what he saw, he figured that he was mistaken with his assumption. The woman he was so worried about was now intimate with another man. Perhaps Lewis never had a place in Crista’s heart to begin with. He was just a burden to her. Everything that he gave her, she reluctantly accept
Her Inescapable Heart William smirked. "Are you worried about me?" "Why should I worry about you? There are already far too many people concerned about your well-being. I'm not the only one, you know? To be honest, I'm more worried about Lewis." In Crista's mind, Lewis could never win against William. "The more you worry about him, the more miserable he'll be!" he warned. He didn't know whether she was bluffing or just doing this on purpose. Crista cast a sidelong glance at William. She didn't give a damn about his threat because she had nothing to fear. But in reality, the person she worried about the most was William, not Lewis. William just cast her an indifferent glance, and drove back to the apartment. Meanwhile, Carla was sitting alone in a bar. She had emptied the entire bottle of liquor she ordered, and yet she was still very sober. For some reason, no matter how much she drank, it could never erase the pain she was fe
Subtle Changes The second fashion show went smoother than the first one. Crista honestly didn't need to worry about anything else. She just stayed with William the whole time, and let her assistants and stylists handle what needed to be done. As she sat beneath the stage, Carsie glanced at Crista, and said, "You've made astounding progress lately! Keep up the good work, Chica!" If the company's fashion season events continued to succeed, Crista would make leaps and bounds in her career as a designer. Carsie lived on her own and she didn't have any children. It took her the majority of her life to build her company from the ground up, so she didn't want EL Fashion to be passed down to someone unworthy. Out of all the people she had met, the only person worthy of inheriting her legacy was Crista. That was why she asked her to go back to A City and work with the Ding Group. Meanwhile, William hadn't said a word since the beginning of the
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