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."
William stared at the woman in front of him for a long moment before saying, "Are you waiting for me to come back?" He was probing, but his steely tone was ruthless. Crista merely looked at him wordlessly. She wasn't waiting for him, but she knew he didn't want to hear that. Her only option was to remain silent. "Why don't you say something?" William tightened his grip on her waist, his fingers digging painfully into her flesh. "No," she said. She knew he would be upset, but she didn't want to lie to him. This was how they got along with each other. William cocked his head as his gaze bore into her and said, "You are getting bolder and bolder with each passing day." Although he was drunk, he still could steadily steer her towards the second floor. His swift movement made Crista almost believe that he was sober. The next morning, Lewis was standing at the school gate, a light gray overcoat around his shoulders as he waited for Crista to show up
William's room was reeking of alcohol. Did he drink again? She didn't smell the overpowering alcoholic odor coming from him when they ran into each other at the restaurant earlier. "I'm home." Crista timidly approached him. "Hmm," William grunted. Based on the look on his face, he was probably furious. He had told her not to get too close to other men, and today, she had dinner with Lewis, but all William did was to grunt at her and nothing else. Crista moved her lips, but she ended up not saying anything, Should she explain to him why she was late tonight? Or was it even necessary to do so? He saw it with his own two eyes. An explanation probably wasn't needed at this point. Just like her situation with Tristan in the past, William believed what he saw, and there was nothing left needed to be explained to him. As soon as she turned around, he stopped her. "Aren't you going to explain yourself?" Was she not even going to try to defend herself?
When Lewis came out of the school, he saw the two girls chatting. "Sally," he called out. "Lewis!" Sally advanced towards him and hugged him affectionately. Thereafter, Lewis wrapped his arm around Crista's waist and said, "You two know each other? Come, let's have dinner together." Sally was taken aback. "Lewis, do you know her?" 'This coquettish woman! First she seduced my husband and now she is trying to sink her claws into Lewis!' "No!" "No, thanks!" Both woman blurted out simultaneously. Lewis smiled cunningly at Crista. "Do you want me to drag you into the car again?" He was reluctant to force her "It's already quite late. I should be heading back." She was in no mood for a fancy dinner with Sally. "It's okay. I'll drive you home. I don't see your driver around." Lewis opened the car door and she seated herself. Noticing this, Molly griped, "Lewis, she is a vixen! She seduced Tristan!" She reminded him. Le
"There's nothing in this world that I want to do but can't do." How dare this woman defend Lewis? He walked away without even casting her a glance. Crista propped herself up. 'What am I supposed to do?' In school, running into Lewis was inevitable. The following day, Crista took the initiative to meet with him. "You rarely make an appointment with me. Does this mean you're agreeing to be my girlfriend?" Lewis flashed her a bright smile. His pleasant expression made it difficult for her to respond. After a long silence, Crista indifferently said, "We can't see each other anymore." Lewis' smile quickly disappeared. "Are you joking?" He stared at her intently. "I'm not," she answered sternly. The reason she did this was because she didn't want anyone else to suffer what Tristan went through because of her. And so, the best way to prevent that was to stop seeing each other. "Is it because William won't allow you to hang out with me?" Lewis couldn'
"Crista, don't you think I'm too lenient to you?" William walked up to her, firmly gripping her neck with his large hands. Crista neither resisted nor showed any signs of struggling. She just stared daggers at him and said, "He got hurt because of me." She gave him a simple explanation. "Did I give you permission to see him? Huh?" Her words only served to infuriate William further. "I wanted to see him," she said indifferently. She wanted to see Lewis so that she could tell him that they couldn't see each other anymore. However, the accident with the boiling pot of tea interrupted their conversation. Unfortunately, explaining to William was a lost cause, Whatever she said, he wouldn't listen to it. Carla's presence served as a reminder that Mr. Ding had no shortage of women in his life. She was expendable and he owned her life. "Do you want to kill me?" Slowly, a smile appeared on Crista's lips. To him, she was always challenging his authority
Crista turned her face away. "I'll return to the warehouse later." Sitting by the bed, William asked, "Are we really just going to stay at an impasse?" "Well, what can I do? You never believe nor listen to me," she growled. "Fine. Go ahead. Say what you want to say," muttered. Crista sat upright, and said, "I've promised to stay by your side, and yet you deprived me of everything I had. My mind says that I should just walk away and leave, but my heart tells me to stay." When he heard that, William was too astonished to respond but he understood what she meant. "You once told me that falling in love with a man like you who has no idea how to love is a sure path to destruction, so I guess we can safely assume that my demise is inevitable. Does hearing that make you happy?" Crista's voice was weak, but it could be seen through her eyes that her resolve was strong. "Enough!" William shouted. He tried to hide the fact that he felt s
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