Crista looked at Sally totally aghast. Then she stared at Tristan quizzically. She said, "Get up, Mrs. Gu. I promise not to ever see him again!"
After all that had transpired recently, there was certainly no reason for her and Tristan to ever see each other again. Tristan tried to interject but Crista knew that anything he uttered at that moment would further exacerbate the problem. She instructed him, "Mr. Gu, take your precious wife home! We are in a public place now."
Crista was not in the least bit concerned about anyone's opinions about her. But she knew at the back of her mind that if the daughter and son-in-law of the prestigious Yu Group continued to misbehave in public, they would promptly feature in the following day's news broadcast.
Crista then made a hasty exit from the shopping mall. Nico, who had been patiently awaiting her at the gate, hurried forth to assist her with her bag. He immediately detected that something was amiss. Deeply concerned,
'What's the point?' Crista sneered. Right now, everything was pointless to Crista. If he wanted to tell her something, he would. But if he didn't want her to know anything, or if he was going to take another woman on a business trip, then it was better if he didn't tell her. "What time is your flight?" Crista said to him after a long time of hesitating to speak. Was she beginning to care about him? She had barely ever asked him about anything, not even what he wanted for dinner. But no matter what she cooked William never complained. As he rested his chin on her slender shoulder, he said, "Send me off at the airport." She didn't have the right to refuse him. Her face was a bit swollen, but she didn't feel any pain. They were seated at the back of the car. Crista looked out the window at the vast snowy land. "It's so beautiful," she muttered. This winter, she had lost everything, and her heart was sealed in ice, causing it to become colder than snow. S
Instead of going upstairs to take a shower, Crista headed for the kitchen. She reached into the refrigerator and took out the dishes for the supposed dinner tonight. Then, she placed them on the dining table. "Here you go. Have a taste," she said as she approached William. It was Chinese New Year's Eve, and people were supposed to have a family reunion dinner tonight. But unfortunately, Crista was all alone. As such, she lost her appetite. While staring at Crista, William also entered the dining room and took a seat. Then, his eyes shifted to the dishes on the table. "Did you prepare all of these yourself?" She nodded. "Yeah, I did. Why? Is there anything you don't like?" Since she wasn't busy, she decided to make dinner for New Year's Eve. Unfortunately, she found herself alone that night. After picking up his chopsticks, William tasted the dishes. He looked at her with an impressed look. "They taste fine." As she met his gaze
Crista sat up and said, "I don't want to stay here." She despised living there, more so after Carla called William. William advanced towards her and angrily threw back the covers. "Then don't sleep tonight!" How could this woman be so ungrateful? She was clearly taking advantage of his kindness. William had ruthlessly tortured her throughout the night. She felt too weak to beg for mercy. On Chinese New Year's Day, Crista only awoke at noon. She was in William's room. Her body wracked with pain, making any kind of movement difficult. She promised herself that she would not act tough in front of him in future for her own safety. On the other hand, William seemed unperturbed. Lounging in a black robe, he looked laid-back, yet elegant, as he savored a glass of red wine. "Are you awake? Get up! Quit pretending to be asleep!" William had noticed her eyelids flutter, but she quickly pretended to fall into a slumber again. Crista awoke
It was easy for William to say something like that. He told Crista to sit on his seat. She felt pins and needles on her sweating palms. Was she actually going to play mahjong now? She didn't even recognize any of the mahjong tiles. Not ten minutes after she sat down, she had almost lost all of the chips William had won earlier. To her, it felt like she just willingly gave the other three opponents all the money. Meanwhile, William just drank and smoked nonchalantly, He hardly cared about the money at all. It didn't matter how much she lost because he could afford it. All he wanted was to alleviate her boredom. However, he realized that this woman had absolutely no affinity for gambling Crista lost again and again, and now she really had no more chips on hand. She turned to William and helplessly shook her head. "Mr. Ding." "Mrs. Ding, it's not a big deal. I can lend you three hundred chips." "I'll lend you five hundred, Mrs. Ding." "We
William put the glass down. "Then I'm not drinking it. It's getting late. You should go to bed. "Upon seeing that he didn't drink the milk, Crista felt disheartened. My plan failed, didn't it?' He pressed her against the sofa, holding her in his arms. "What's going on? You were smiling at me earlier and you even served me milk. Is there something you want me to do? Or maybe you're asking for more s*x? "How perverted he is! Isn't there any other thought going on in his head?' Crista cursed in her mind. Or was he so horny that he wanted to fuck her again? "What are you thinking of? Have you made up your mind?" William had always been aloof and devoid of emotion, and the mere sound of his voice was enough to weaken her knees. Impatiently, Crista answered, "Drink the milk and you can do anything you want to me." Since she had said that, he was certainly going to drink the milk. His lips evoked a charming smile. And like a poppy flower, it enticed
William frowned at the thought that everything had something to do with Crista. He shouldn't have underestimated her. "Mr. Ding, shall we investigate this matter as well?" Although Martin's opinion of her had improved, he was still a bit worried. Because Crista, the adopted daughter of the Jin family, had stirred up a ruckus and it hadn't subsided yet. "No, that's not necessary. There are a lot of people doing it already. Sooner or later, the truth will come out. You can rest for a few days. You shouldn't go running around working all the time." William patted Martin on the back. "I'm alright, Mr. Ding. I think you should keep an eye on Miss Crista Jin. I'm worried that she has ulterior motives." He was still suspicious of Crista's true identity. No self-respecting woman would subject to being a substitute bride unless she was up to something. "I got it. It's not that big of a deal. If you have some spare time on your hands, watch over the AS
Regardless of how sore her hands felt, Crista grabbed her bag, and said, "How about this, Mr. Liu? I'll help you get out of here. Outsiders are not allowed to stay in the school for too long, so I'll just tell the guard you were here to help me with the work in the library." Thinking that her suggestion was reasonable, Lewis said, "Thanks for your help." "It's no big deal. Anyway, let's move it!" Crista flashed him a beaming smile. Perhaps she was the type of girl who would easily trust people. She showed her Student ID to the guard and said something to him, and then she and Lucas ran out of the school quickly. "It's okay now. You can go home quickly. I'm going home, too." Nico must've been waiting for a while now, so Crista had to get home as soon as possible. As soon as she turned around, Lewis grabbed her wrist. "Chica, you helped me. How about I treat you to dinner?" he asked. Glancing at her watch, she said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu,
With Lewis' help, Crista finished two days' worth of work by nine PM. As she stared at the neatly organized bookshelves, a smile appeared on her face. Lewis said to her, "Isn't it good that I helped you?" "Indeed! Thank you very much. It's getting late, we should go!" Crista walked out of the school along with him. "It's really late. Would you like to have dinner with me?" he said, leaning against the car. She wanted to refuse him, but when she saw how exhausted he was, she didn't have the heart to reject him this time. "Sounds great!" Lewis drove Crista to a high-end western restaurant for dinner, and Nico followed behind them. "Would you like to have steak or pork chop?" asked Lewis. "Either is fine," Crista said, smiling. She really didn't care either way. In truth, the choices didn't matter because she never liked western food. Looking at her, Lewis said, "I'd suggest you try the spaghetti. They make an amazing spaghetti here."
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