Can't Resist the Billionaire novel Chapter 56

My words were true. Hearing this, Christopher's body stiffened. His passionate gaze paused for a while before it became somewhat disheartened.

"Jasmine, I know I'm not that rich now, but trust me, I'll be richer than Vincent in the future!"

I let out a long sigh. Suddenly, I felt a little pain in my heart and wanted to touch Christopher's head. However, after a brief pause, I withdrew my hand. "Whether you're better than Vincent or not, that's only your business. But you've been despicable for what you have done to me. If I forgive you, then I wouldn't have any principles anymore!"

"So you still think that Vincent is better, don't you?"

Perhaps it was because he failed to persuade me back using all means, so his patience ran out and suddenly became irritable. He suddenly stood up, picked up his phone from the table and said. "since you reckon I am such a despicable person, I'll have nothing to say. Now call Vincent. Make up whatever reason you want. Just tell him that you still want to be with me! "

After that, he gave his phone to me. I then said, "I will call him with my phone later!"

It was only because I hadn't decided yet how to talk to Vincent about this, so I was perfunctory. But of course Christopher could see that. He thrust his phone directly into my hand and threatened, "If you don't call him now, I'll!"

I stared at him speechless. Knowing that I had to cooperate, I picked up the phone and dialled Vincent's number. No one answered it for a ling time. This was exactly what I wanted, so I gave the phone back to him, "He doesn't answer it!"

Christopher had no choice. He thought for a moment before his tone relaxed a little. "Are you hungry? I will cook for you."

"No!" I refused him without thinking.

He paused and looked at me for a full minute. Without knowing what he was thinking, he suddenly turned and went into the kitchen. I knew he went to cook for me.

Indeed, Christopher was a very talented person with good capabilities. If there wasn't the car accident, he would have had a nice job in a company, for which he could be paid about 30,000 a month. Although his salary was far less than Vincent, Vincent's money was mostly given by his family. Christopher made a living by himself.

Probably, as Christopher had said, if I hadn't gone to that party with him, I would have met Vincent. In this way, we could have had a normal life.

But now there was no point in reminiscing about the past. Christopher and Naomi had taken so many naked photos of me that I had to listen to them. The only thing I could do was to leave Vincent.

I turned around to look at Christopher's figure in the kitchen. In a trance I suddenly felt that we went back to the past, when there wasn't betrayal or scheming.

But we really couldn't be like what we were before this time, no matter there was a Vincent or not.