Become Filthy Rich After Divorce novel Chapter 370

Alina's face went flushing, "What are you doing?"

"Abby, don't worry, with me here, he wouldn't dare do that." The man buried his head in her heart, as if, with guilt.

Alina's body stiffened.

Originally messy world, at this moment, became clear, she opened her mouth, "Back then, why Max wanted us together?"

How good would it have been if she hadn't married Caleb at that time?

To this day, why Grandpa Max was so insistent at the time is unclear to her.

All she knows is that at the time when Grandpa Max made this decision, Vanessa was very reluctant.

But she still stepped in to settle those women outside of Caleb, at that time she thought it was because Vanessa did not like her.

But when she gets involved with Chester at such a juncture, they are not half reluctant.

Even in the face of such an ethical relationship, which was unacceptable to all, there was no half-hearted objection.

And in speaking of Grandpa Max's decision back then.

Alina clearly felt that Chester in her arms stiffened, and her heart was dull and aching at this moment.

Even her head hurt. It was as if something, deep in her memory, kept tearing.

But the harder she tried to think of something, the more her head hurt.

"The moment she muffled out a grunt.

Chester sensed the difference and came out of her arms, "What's wrong?"

Alina, "My head hurts."

Chester frowned, and his warm fingers caressed Alina's temples, gently rubbing them for her.

The force was very light and gentle, easing Alina's pain little by little.

"Is that better?"

"Well, that's better." But why, as the pain of that moment just now dissipated little by little, there was still bit of emptiness in her heart?

Looking at the way Alina was behaving in his arms, the tenderness under the man's eyes could almost overflow.

"You said before that we met on Bensor Hill?"

"Remember?" At those words, the movement in the man's hand froze, and instantly the tenderness under his eyes burned with starburst of hope.

However, the next moment, Alina's reaction disappointed him.

She shook her head, "No."

According to what Chester said about their encounter, it didn't make sense that she didn't have any memories.

But she, really, doesn't remember.

And the hope that had risen in the man's eyes died out little by little, to be replaced by helplessness.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you can't think about it." The man held her in his arms, and at that moment it was as if he had insulated her from all that hurt her.

He wanted to use his arms and shield her.

"If I had come back that little bit earlier back then, I wouldn't have let you marry him."

And Chester, after all, did care bit about his family back then.

And that was what he regretted the most in his life, three years ago when he knew that Caleb had hurt Alina like that, he wanted to kill his brother with his own hands, and he regretted having agreed to his grandfather's decision, and even more so for having thought of his brotherly love.

At the sound of the words, Alina froze.

He who would not let her marry Caleb?

She, being an extremely intelligent person, failed to understand anything when Chester's words had come to this point.

"Have I, by any chance, forgotten a lot about what happened between us?" Alina asked tentatively.