This time, Mr. We seemed to be in despair. "Mrs. Gu, please don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a manager here." Unlike them, he was just an ordinary person.
"If Tristan is the one protecting her, you have nothing to worry about. You don't have to be so afraid of him. After all, he also relies on the Yu family to get to his current position," Maris chimed in. She had always looked down upon Tristan. For her, he was just a poor man, and he was nothing without the Yu family.
Mr. We fell silent for a moment before he said, "It's not Mr. Gu." 'He is more powerful than Mr. Gu. I can't possibly offend him, ' he wanted to add but chose to keep it to himself.
Actually, the next day after Crista got injured, he received a notice from their superior. He must make sure to take care of her and not let anyone bully her. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live well.
Sally was about to say something more when her mother pulled her arm and said, "Forget
William was an overbearing man, and Crista couldn't do anything to change it. So she just let him do whatever he wanted to do as long as he was happy. Her protests were all obliterated. On their way to the venue of the wedding, she didn't say a word. Her mind was in a mess. Actually, she was afraid to feel heartbroken after witnessing Tristan being married to another woman. She didn't want to think that she would never be able to rely on him from now on. After a while, their luxury limousine slowly pulled over in front of the hotel. Tristan was dressed in a white shirt, black tuxedo, and black bow tie. He had a faint smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. After all, his heart was in sorrow. For him, this wedding was nothing. It was only like one of his regular meetings in the company. There was no sense of happiness and joy, only helplessness. He wondered if Crista knew that he was getting married today. If she did, would she
Crista squatted down and picked up the pieces of broken glass carefully. However, she still cut her finger. She hissed and bit her lower lip as she saw the red blood starting to ooze out. The wound was a bit deep, and it must be painful. But much to her surprise, she seemed not to feel the pain at all. Maybe it was because her heart was hurting more. The pain of seeing Tristan being married to another woman outweighed the pain caused by her wounded finger. The crowd just watched her in a daze. Perhaps they didn't expect her to do such a thing. William just looked at her with his cold eyes. Lewis Zhu kept staring at her with curiosity in his eyes. And Tristan could only look at her with concern, fighting the urge to come over to her. Finally, Adrian recovered from the shock. He stepped forward, called the waiter, and said, "Clean this up." He then squatted down and asked her, "Are you okay?" Looking at the blood still oozing from her finger, he held he
William, who had already anticipated this scene to happen, just stood by. Crista stood there blankly, staring at Adrian's hand which was about to touch her cheek. She was so shocked that she didn't know what to do. She turned her head to look at William, hoping to get some help from him. However, he was just smoking some distance away from the group of reporters. It was as if he didn't see her. Was he deliberately ignoring her? Adrian couldn't take his gaze off Crista. He even looked at her closely, studying every feature of her face carefully. She and the woman he couldn't take his mind off looked so alike that he couldn't help remembering some memories. Seeing that even Hayden was on Crista's side, Sally felt unhappier, and her resentment towards Crista intensified. 'That b*tch is indeed a temptress. She does not only seduce Toby but even my father, ' she thought angrily. Sally glared at her and said disdainfully, "Dad, this woman is here to
Cristine stood at the other end of the corridor and watched Crista standing in front of a private room. From what she had seen just now, she could tell that William had different feelings for Crista. She clenched her fists, and her eyes darkened. She was the real daughter of the Jin family. But here she was, no freedom at all. William had imprisoned her here and forced her to serve the guests. She also had to drink with them and entertain them. While Crista was enjoying her life. She was even wearing delicate and expensive clothes now. Squinting her eyes at Crista, Cristine made up her mind. She would take back everything that belonged to her. Crista didn't have the right to take advantage of the things that were supposed to be hers. Crista kept her head down all the time, so she didn't notice that Cristine had been staring at her fiercely for a long time. She had been waiting in front of the private room and didn't dare to go far. This was an enterta
After drinking the wine, William noticed that Cristine was not moving yet. "Leave now," he said coldly. "No, Mr. Ding. I can't leave because you will need me," Cristine said confidently. She then raised the glass in her hand and drank up the wine coquettishly. In less than two minutes, William felt something strange in his body. The drug was already taking effect. As heat surged up all over his body, he frowned. "How dare you drug me!" "Well, it feels wonderful, isn't it? Don't you want to experience such kind of feeling, Mr. Ding?" For many years, Cristine had taken all kinds of drugs, both forced and voluntary. And she knew the effect of each drug on people. That was why she didn't hesitate to use the drug to get William. After tonight, he would be hers. Then she would take back the crown as Mrs. Ding and return Crista to where she should belong. She would live a perfect life in luxury. He would definitely give her everything she wanted. Wil
Cristine looked at the man behind William. The drug she had just taken was now starting to take effect, and she felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that William read her mind. "Don't you feel comfortable taking these drugs every day?" He had never been soft to others except to Crista, who was always stubborn and innocent. "Do you want him?" he asked again as he turned his head and looked at the man behind him. His voice was still as cold as ice. "Help her." He then stood at the door and waited. Half an hour later, the man was neatly dressed when he walked out of the room. "Mr. Ding." "You can leave now." William looked at Cristine and sneered. "Mr. Ding, do you want to do it now?" She only said it. But the truth was, she didn't have the strength to have sex anymore. William's face darkened. "You are really a cheap bitch. I didn't even touch you last time. Do you think I will make an exception today?" Of course, he knew her purpo
Crista was in a light trance. Yes, she had been thinking when William would come home. But she didn't expect that it would be at this time. And it seemed that he had been there for a while. It was just that she didn't notice him. "You're back." She finally managed to greet him after standing there in a daze for a long time. William glanced at the snowman coldly before he turned to look at Crista's flushed face. "Do you still want to play?" Of course, she wanted to play wildly in the snow for a long time. But when she looked at his cold eyes, she could only shake her head. Without saying a word, he held her cold hand and took her back into the villa. The villa had a heating system, so the inside was more comfortable. William took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa casually. His gaze swept over the flowers on the side table, which added warmth in the living room even in the cold winter. Crista had really taken this place as her home
On cold winter days, Crista dominated the kitchen of the villa. She cooked different kinds of soup every day. William didn't say anything or stop her from what she was doing. In fact, he ate anything she prepared on the dining table. It had been a while that he didn't go to the entertainment club. He went to work in the daytime and came home at night. One day, it was getting dark outside. Crista was reading a book on the sofa. After a while, her eyes felt tired, so she leaned back and closed them. Before she could know it, she had already dozed off. When William came back from work, he frowned when he saw her sleeping on the sofa. Before he left this morning, he told her that he would come home late. But still, she deliberately stayed in the living room to wait for him until she fell asleep. Why did she do it? Was she trying to be a good wife, waiting for her husband to come home? He froze. His wife? When did he start treating her as his real wife? Cr
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