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?
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William looked at Cristine coldly. "Are you trying to get money from her?" Cristine lowered her head. She felt so weak and hopeless. She would never have the chance to call Crista again. He slightly bent over and said, "If you dare to make another phone call, you will never get that drug again." Crista was his woman. No matter how unhappy she would be, he would never allow Cristine to approach her. So he had to threaten Cristine. Cristine shook her head. "No. I won't ever call her again." She squatted in the corner and watched William leave. She was left alone in the room again. Was William protecting Crista? In the past, Tristan was the one always protecting her. Now, it was William. Was Crista using her beauty to charm these men to become rich? But William also had Carla by his side. Not only Cristine but also Crista knew the intimate relationship between them. After all, Crista was just a nominal wife. And she was much inferior to Carla. No
After eating, William and Carla left the restaurant, while Tristan and Sally found a table in one corner. Sally was no longer in the mood. She had been wearing a sullen expression on her face. Tristan watched William and Carla leave together, looking very intimate, and his heart ached for Crista. William was dating another woman outside. But what about her? She did not only have to work and make money, but she also had to be locked up by Brian in his villa. She had no freedom at all. Sally noticed that he looked restless, so she said, "Do you want to find that bitch right now? Okay, fine! Go ahead and look for her!" She then grabbed her handbag and ran out of the restaurant without looking back. Looking at the dishes that they hadn't eaten yet, Tristan heaved a sigh. He then took out some cash from his wallet, put it on the table, and followed her out. "Sally, wait! Sally, please don't be angry." He grabbed her. "What? Why are you pulling me?
Crista had been lying in bed for hours, but she wasn't getting better. Her face was so pale now that it made her look lifeless. Beads of sweat streamed down her forehead as the pain got worse. Maria touched Crista's forehead, and her eyes widened in shock. "Mrs. Ding, we have to go to the hospital." Crista struggled to prop herself up and get out of the bed. But as soon as her feet touched the floor, she fell down and lost her consciousness. Maria screamed in fear. William was in the study talking with someone on the phone. When he heard the noise, he rushed to Crista's room. "What's going on here?" There was a clear hint of displeasure in his cold voice. "Mr. Ding, Mrs. Ding fainted." Maria was panic-stricken. She looked at him, not knowing what to do. "Tell Nico to take her to the hospital." He then turned around and left. When Crista regained her consciousness, she w
Tristan looked at Molly solemnly. "You are my wife." His words were enough to remove all the uneasiness in her heart at once. "Honey, maybe it's about time we consider having a baby." Sally didn't like the fact that Tristan had been using condoms, preventing her from getting pregnant. He kept on saying that he didn't want a baby yet because he wanted to enjoy their lives together, just the two of them. But she knew that it was only an excuse. He didn't want to have a baby because he didn't want a burden. And he didn't want to be tied up to her forever. Tristan looked at Sally. "Didn't we make a deal before we got married?" "I know. But I want to have a baby now. I stay at home every day doing nothing, and I'm getting bored. I want to have a baby to take care of and play with." Sally wanted to keep him by her side using the baby. But not only that. She wanted to have everything of him, not only his body but also his heart. She wrapped her arms
Tristan looked at the bag of medicine in Crista's hand. "Chica, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Crista shook her head. "I'm fine." When a waiter came over and gave them the menu, Tristan asked, "What would you like to drink or eat, Chica?" "Just a glass of milk, please." She couldn't drink coffee because of the baby in her belly. Tristan ordered a cup of coffee for himself. As they sat facing each other and waiting for their orders to be served, Crista took out the coat. "I know what you want, but I can't accept it." She had to clear up the misunderstanding now. Otherwise, it would continue to exist for a long time. They would only make things more difficult for them. Tristan looked at the coat she handed to him. "He's upset about it, isn't he?" He had already anticipated this. But every time he remembered how intimate William and Carla were in the restaurant, he felt very angry. "Tristan, Sally is your wife now. You should love
While tears streaming down Crista's face, she looked at William and shook her head vigorously. "Mr. Ding, please believe me. There's nothing between Tristan and me. Nothing happened between us. The baby is innocent. Please don't do anything to my baby." William just stared at her coldly. "How can he buy you such expensive clothes if you're not seeing him often? You've met each other these days, right? That's why he has gotten you pregnant so easily." Obviously, he didn't believe her words. He never believed in her in the past, he would never believe in her now or in the future. "No! Mr. Ding, it's not like that." She held his sleeve tightly, trying her best to persuade him. "Mr. Ding, please let Mrs. Ding in first. It's so cold outside, and she's pregnant now. Something bad may happen to her and to the baby." Maria couldn't stand it anymore, so she plucked up all her courage to speak up. Now she understood why Crista asked her to keep this matter a se
Crista was a little surprised when the middle-aged woman from the other bed in the ward came to her. "What you're eating is not nutritious enough for you and your baby. Have some chicken soup." The middle-aged woman put a bowl of chicken soup in front of her. Crista lowered her gaze, looked at the steaming chicken soup, and said, "No, thanks. It's okay. I'm just fine." "Just drink it. You have to eat well for the sake of your baby. But you can't do that if you only rely on the food here, small hospitals like this don't actually serve good meals. Anyway, I've cooked a lot, and my daughter-in-law can't drink it all. So just drink this, okay?" the woman said with a smile. With a faint smile on her face, Crista picked up the bowl and said, "Thank you." "Are you alone? Why is there no one here to take care of you?" the woman then asked curiously. "Yes, I'm just alone," Crista replied with a nod. She was alone now. But in the future, she had a child to acco
William stood aside, watching Tristan guarding Crista against him. He looked at Tristan and asked, "Mr. Gu, you seem to be very protective of her. Is it possible that the child in her belly is yours?" Crista's eyes widened in shock upon hearing William's words. She shook her head and replied, "No, it's not his." She had made things worse now. If William continued to misunderstand the situation, Tristan would be involved. He was already married, and she didn't want him to be in big trouble just because of her. But much to her surprise, Tristan suddenly said, "Yes, Chica's child is mine, so let her go now. I'll give you anything you want as long as you let her go." Seeing Crista in such a miserable situation made Tristan decide to take her away even if he lost everything. "No! I want her," William retorted. His eyes darkened as he stared at Tristan. "Do you know how she is when she is in my bed, huh?" Tristan's face turned deathly pale. William's words
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