All Chapters of Cruel Love: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Why Should I Believe You That noon, Crista felt that something was wrong. People in the office were whispering among themselves as though they were discussing a secret plan. She got a hunch that they were talking about her. Chloe walked into the office with a newspaper in her hand, and said to Crista, "You haven't seen this yet, have you?” Actually everyone was talking about Crista and William, but they did not dare to talk about it in front of her. Crista took the newspaper and looked at it. There was a picture of her and Edric while they were sitting at the tea bar. Although they were not being intimate, Crista was smiling at him in the picture. And then there was a picture of her and William as he led her to the hotel suite. It was an intimate photo of them. The article said that she had dated two different men to achieve her goals. Obviously, there was not even one good word about her in the article as it was filled with judgment

There Was No Way For Her To Change It Even though William had assured Crista that he would pick her up that afternoon, he was not able to concentrate on the conference that he was in. He guessed that Crista's condition now must be the results of the drugs from two years ago, and that, it might be impossible to cure her. He didn't even notice that the meeting was over until he saw that Carla was the only one left in the room with him. "William, I heard that Crista didn't come to work today. Did something happen to her again?" Carla asked. It had only been a day since Crista was discharged from the hospital, so how could she get sick again? "She's fine. Anyway, she doesn’t need to come to work for now." William meant that since Crista was not the designer anymore, she did not have to prepare for the fashion show, so she could rest and recover at home before she decided to go to work. Carla chuckled and said, "William, are you st

She Lost Everything Because Of Crista Even after hearing what Carla said, William remained calm. Carla thought that he was not listening to her. Just when she was about to say something, William said, "Since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you. Do as you want." After hearing that, Carla knew that she had made the right decision. She would never win his heart, no matter how she tried. Even though they had been close for a very long time, they would soon start to become strangers again. "Okay, then I'm leaving." Carla pursed her lips, turned around, and walked out of the office. After closing the door behind her, she leaned against the door and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. She had already decided to give up, but just when she was about to leave she could not help but feel heart broken and helpless. William's ruthless words and his calmness had stabbed right through her heart like a sharp knife. When William's

Can You Let Me Go William got closer to her and whispered in her ear, "Do you think it's not good to be my woman?" There were many women who wanted to live off him, but he did not care for them. He cared a lot about Crista, but she wanted to reject his love? Crista shook her head and said, "No! I'm capable of taking care of myself, so why should I depend on you? Besides, I feel that work is therapeutic." There was no way that she would just give in so easily. "Well, now that you're done with work for the day, you should do what you need to as my woman." William could not bear it when she ignored him and chose to work instead. However, he also didn't want to control her. As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted her in his arms. "My laptop is still on," she cried out. She wanted to make sure that she had sent the e-mail that she was working on, but William did not give her the chance to do that. He carried her to the bedroom s

He Was Worried When William heard from the security guard that there was a car accident outside the club, and that a woman had asked him to look for Mr. Ding, he had a bad feeling in his heart. "It's Chica," he murmured. He quickly put down his glass and stood up from the sofa. Tristan, who was sitting not too far away from him, also heard their conversation. He immediately pushed away the sexy woman, who was next to him, and rushed outside, following William. 'Did something happen to Chica?' Tristan felt an uneasiness in his heart when he saw William's expression change. With one hand on the ground, Crista held on to the concrete platform tightly. Her consciousness was fading away, and she could smell the blood that was dripping from her forehead. She saw William rushing towards her, followed by Tristan. Tristan's clothes were messy, and there were lipstick marks on his white shirt. Seeing that, she was able to understand why