Crista's protests were in vain as she was trapped in Lewis strong arms. "Lewis, please stop. We can't do that! No!" she murmured.
Subconsciously, she resisted his approach towards her In the past two years, nothing had changed between them.
She still couldn't give him a place in her heart. She didn't love him and that was the bottom line.
"Chica, you have to forget him, okay? You are a mere footnote in the history of his life. How can you still love him?" For two years he endeavored to make her forget William. He was becoming impatient. The last time he had met William, he saw that although he was still with Carla, their relationship was more of a business partnership. Their engagement too was just a social spectacle.
This was cause for concern. Crista was no longer some pauper. She could have anything her heart desired. She shook her head. Whether she chose to forget William or not was her personal matter. It did not concern Lewis. She simply couldn'
Crista was completely immersed in finishing her design draft. Once done, she eagerly presented it to Nimpha, the company's design department director. "Director Nimpha, I just completed my design. I would love for you to take a look," she informed her as she handed the draft over. Nimpha reluctantly accepted the design but didn't bother to go over the drawings. "I'll put it aside for now. Boss said she would come and pick it up herself today," she said dismissively, her tone implying an utter dislike for the employee. Nimpha thought menacingly, 'You're a pathetic undergraduate who has nothing to prove yet.' Crista being hired with a competitive salary was merely because of their boss. What irked Nimpha the most was how this girl quickly climbed up the ladder. Within a few months, her designs could already compete for high caliber fashion shows while Nimpha painstakingly worked for it for over half a decade. "Alright, I see. I'll go back to my workspace then. Let me k
William didn't say anything. If he couldn't make her happy, he shouldn't give her false hopes. However, he allowed Carla to hold onto a bit of hope in deference to her persistence. Two years had not erased his love for Crista, and neither was Carla's love for him.Carla was wearing a light purple evening dress, and he was wearing a black suit. At the dinner party after the fashion show, the two of them were the highlights of the evening.Carsie kept staring at them, and said, "Mr. Ding, I'm so glad that you could come." There was a faint smile on her face. With the development of William's major cross industry venture across the world, the partnership of their two companies would also develop further. Carsie had chosen Crista to be the domestic designer sent by EL Art Fashion Company."You're welcome, Ms. Yao. It's my honor to attend such a high-caliber fashion show," William said with a polite smile."By the way, Ms. Yao, those last few sets are quite go
After the dinner party, William and Carla strolled along the street as people passed by. Holding his arm, she asked, "William, are you going back tomorrow?" In all honesty, she didn't want him to leave yet. If the company hadn't called, he might've stayed to accompany her to see the new designer before going back. However, he delegated her the responsibility of overseeing the cooperation. "What's the matter? Don't you think it would be great for you if you stayed here for a few more days? You should take some time to relax." Even though he felt nothing for her, he was still kind to her. Their relationship remained the same throughout all these years. Carla didn't say anything. Without him, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would still be empty. As they stood by the river, they weren't that far away from Crista. But because the light was dim, they couldn't recognize each other. For some reason, as William stood there, he felt an oddly familiar feelin
Carsie was taken aback by Crista's request. She had thought that it would be more convenient for them to cooperate because they already knew each other. But now that she had refused, it only meant that she wasn't willing to do this. "Willona, can't you reconsider?" Carsie believed that Crista would regret it if she didn't seize this opportunity. "Ms. Yao, you do know that I'm still studying so I can't go back to A City yet. I suggest you choose someone else. I'm afraid that I'm not capable of such a great responsibility on my own. I think Nimpha would be more suitable for this than I am." In reality, Crista didn't need to go to school anymore. She was able to work full-time. She was just making up an excuse not to go back to A City. Carsie looked at her and persuaded her, "Willona, please think twice about this. I think you're the perfect candidate for this job!" If Crista wasn't going to take this job, she'd rather not assign it to anyone else. Carla
Crista went to El Art Fashion Company's building, She had an appointment with Carsie because she wanted to know her boss's thoughts. But when Nimpha saw her, it was obvious that she wasn't happy about seeing her. "Director," Crista greeted. However, Nimpha just cast her a cold glance. "Ms. Yao isn't here yet. You can wait in the meeting room!" Naturally, Nimpha knew why Crista was here. She had always wanted to work with the Ding Group, and if that cooperation became successful, she would gain everything that she could ever want, whether it be prestige or future prospects. Crista was chosen to go, and yet she refused over and over. Nimpha never thought highly of her because she was just a student who hadn't even graduated yet! Nimpha had always been hostile to Crista. When they both participated in the school's fashion design competition, Carsie adored Crista's work but not hers. Although Crista's design hadn't matured back then, Nimpha was aw
Lewis knew about Crista's decision and he had no plans to stop her. Sooner or later, she was bound to go back no matter what he might say, and he believed that she would eventually come back to him. And once Crista saw how intimate William and Carla were, she would understand "I'm sorry, Lewis. Have I disappointed you for doing this?" The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking beer. "Chica, no matter what decision you make, I will always be there to support you. Perhaps you should really go back to A City and see how things are going. It's been over two years since you left the city. I'm sure that a lot of things have changed ever since." Lewis kept drinking. Nobody understood how he felt for Crista, but he never forced himself on her. He was still a man, and he also had sexual urges. Despite that fact, he had never done anything bad to her. Because he knew that he was all she had, and he never wanted to hurt her. And instead of har
When Crista woke up, she was having a hangover, and she had a splitting headache. "It hurts," she groaned and turned sideways. All of a sudden, she noticed that there was a handsome face in front of her. Beside her, a man was sleeping soundly. At this time, she realized that his arm was wrapped around her waist. "Ah!" Crista screamed, startled by how close they were Her loud screaming woke Lewis up. "What's going on? Chica?" He looked at her panicked face and then he realized that they were in bed together. "I'm sorry. Last night, I drank too much." Crista was petrified for a few seconds before she got ahold of herself. "Me too. I drank too much last night." She frowned at how insane she was. How could she let herself drink so much last night? Lewis grabbed a nightgown and handed it to her. "I'll take responsibility for you, Chica," he said. No matter what might've happened between them, he was determined to take responsibility. Putting the nightgown
Lewis held Crista's hand as they strolled through the street together. Looking at him, she wondered, 'Is this how we're going to be from now on?' After more than two years, she knew how much he had done for her. Meanwhile, Carla was standing not far away, watching them. It turned out that Crista was now with another man. No wonder she managed to stay in Milan for two years without feeling hurt. "Miss Jin, you are so charming! This man is so smitten with you he even followed you to Italy. Outstanding!" Carla glanced at their hands. For some reason, she felt a bit jealous. Wherever Crista went, she was happy. Meanwhile, Carla had been with William for two years, but he had never been intimate with her again other than the time he was drunk last time. He had kept her at arm's length all this time. Looking at Carla, Lewis replied, "Chica is my fiancee. Please mind your manners." Naturally, he knew that the reason she said that was because of Crista's past
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