“I love her,” replied Samuel icily. “That’s enough.”
“I think you don’t realize how grave your mistake was back then!” yelled Christopher furiously. “You’ll make her unhappy if you keep forcing her against her wishes.”
“Got it. Thanks for your reminder.” Samuel ended the call and drove away.
Christopher frowned. What did he understand?
Christopher stopped his car outside where Kathleen was staying before calling her.
However, the call didn’t get through.
Glancing at the time, he saw that it was already eleven at night.
She’s probably asleep. After all, she’s the main chef now. I’ll just let her sleep. She must be exhausted!
Christopher’s heart ached.
At that moment, a woman stood in front of his car and knocked on his car window.
Christopher rolled the windows down. “Astrid?”
“Can I get into the car?” asked Astrid softly.
After thinking about it, he nodded.
Astrid sat beside the driver’s seat and said after a short pause, “Oh no! I forgot that this is your fiancée’s seat now.”
Christopher said grimly, “It’s fine.”
Delighted, Astrid closed the car door.
“What do you want, Astrid?” demanded Christopher unhappily. “You can’t keep making things difficult for Kathleen.”
“I’m sorry. I’m just struggling to get over it,” apologized Astrid. “I simply want to know what kind of woman you like.”
“I don’t like someone who’s like you,” replied Christopher coldly. “I’m just being polite to you out of courtesy for your grandfather. I hope you do what’s best for yourself.”
“I know. Do you think that I can do anything to her?” asked Astrid indignantly. “Look at what she had done to me! Why don’t you tell your fiancée off and ask her to be nicer to me?”
“I won’t interfere in how she’s treating you,” rejected Christopher curtly.
Astrid hesitated. “Christopher, I know you hate me and think I’m deliberately making things difficult for Kathleen. But I have no choice.”
“What do you mean?” Christopher frowned.
“Would you believe me if I say my grandfather’s collaborating with Samuel? He hinted to my grandfather that I should come back and stir up trouble,” revealed Astrid. “If I refuse, Samuel would stop collaborating with my grandfather. I’m left with no choice.”
“Are you saying that Samuel instructed you to do this?” Christopher frowned.
“Yeah! He wants me to separate both of you so that he has an opportunity to intervene.” Astrid pleaded, “I’m so sorry, Christopher. I don’t want to do this either. But my grandfather’s old, and I don’t want him to work too hard.”
Christopher said coldly, “If Samuel’s using this to threaten you, I’ll think of a solution. I’ll talk to your grandfather and tell him that Morris Group can collaborate with him instead, so he doesn’t need to worry. Meanwhile, you should stop bullying Kathleen.”
“That’s great! I have nothing to fear if you’re backing me up.” Astrid grinned.
Christopher said solemnly, “Go out. I’ll handle the rest.”
“Okay.” Astrid nodded and was about to leave the car.
“Huh?” She raised her hands and placed them on Christopher’s collar. Smiling, she remarked, “Your collar is ruffled.”
Christopher shoved her hands away. “I’ll tidy it myself.”
Not feeling embarrassed, Astrid laughed. “Quickly pick your fiancée up! If she’s taking care of you, you won’t be so clueless that you don’t even know your collar’s up.”
Christopher gave no response. Only then did Astrid finally get out of the car.
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