HONEY, Love Me One More Time novel Chapter 125

Estelle put away her phone and suddenly felt a little funny.
When she slept in the afternoon, there were many people in her dream, including Cristofer, James, Mr. Mysterious, Mrs. Moorsum, Luke, and even Tim, whom she had only met twice. However, Justin was not in her dream, which was strange to her.
It was said that one would dream about the person that he or she always thought about. However, Estelle, who thought about Justin every day, had never dreamed about him.
Estelle sighed lightly, turned over, and held Yvonne in her arms. Then she closed her eyes slowly and thought, ‘Don’t let me wait too long, Sir.’
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When Cristofer returned to his apartment, the room was dim, with only a light lamp on. And the strong fragrance in the air made his nose itchy, and he sneezed.
Hearing the noise, Gretchen came out of the bedroom and said, “Cristofer, you are back.”
“Yes,” Cristofer said coolly.
Gretchen then went straight to the kitchen and poured him a glass of warm water. Then she handed the glass to him and said softly, “Your stomach must feel uncomfortable after you drank so much yesterday. Drink some warm water first.”
“I don’t want to drink water. So let’s go straight to the point. Tell me the truth of the accident now,” Cristofer said.
Gretchen pushed the glass into his hand and pretended to be angry. “Are you even unwilling to drink the water I poured for you now? Are you afraid that I will poison you? Cristofer, even if we are not lovers now, I will not do anything to hurt you.”
“Gretchen, I don’t want to argue with you,” Cristofer said helplessly.
“Then drink the water. I won’t tell you anything if you don’t drink it,” Gretchen said.
Cristofer sighed heavily and had no choice but to drink up the water. 
“I’ve drunk the water. Now tell me the truth quickly,” he said.
Gretchen took a look at the empty glass, and then a smile finally appeared on Gretchen’s face. 
She gently leaned over and put her arms around his waist, saying softly, “Cristofer, could you kiss me for the last time? I want a goodbye kiss before we break up.”
Hearing this, Cristofer wanted to push her away. But somehow, when he reached out his hand, he felt very dizzy. 
And the next moment, he lost consciousness.
“Cristofer. Cristofer?”
The next morning, Cristofer was woken up by a soft voice.
His head was splitting, and he felt as if he had a hangover. Besides, he had aches in his limbs and felt very tired.
When he opened his eyes slowly, he was surprised to find that he was only wearing a loose bathrobe and that Gretchen was beside him in a sexy black silk nightdress.
Resting her head on his chest, Gretchen gazed at him affectionately and said shyly, “Cristofer, I felt so good last night.”
Hearing this, Cristofer pushed her away immediately and stumbled out of bed. Then he picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on quickly.
Gretchen also got out of bed. She walked to him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind gently, saying, “Cristofer, I know I was wrong. I won’t do anything to Estelle anymore. Don’t break up with me.”
Cristofer frowned, broke free from her arms, and said coldly, “You drugged me?”
“I didn’t…”
“Stop lying!” Cristofer shouted angrily and gritted his teeth, and blue veins stood out on his temples. “If you didn’t drug me, how could I sleep here? If you didn’t drug me, then why can’t I remember what happened last night?”
Seeing him like this, Gretchen was a little scared, and the smile on her face froze.
When she was in a fluster, she suddenly remembered what Melody had said yesterday. “Remember, nothing is more important than winning Cristofer's heart for you. Give up your useless dignity. Even if Cristofer spits on your face, you have to be gentle in front of him. Gretchen, this is your last chance to get him back to you. If you can’t seize the opportunity, Cristofer and Estelle will be together again, and all your efforts in the past six years will be in vain!”
Thinking about this, Gretchen gritted her teeth and thought, ‘No. I won’t let my efforts be in vain! I must let Cristofer come back to me!’
Actually, she didn’t want to give up on Cristofer, not because she loved Cristofer but because he was more generous than the other men that she had seduced before. She had gained a lot of money from him in the past six years and didn’t want to give up such a rich man.
Moreover, she was not young anymore and couldn’t compare to the girls in their early twenties. If she left Cristofer, it would be difficult for her to find a sugar daddy.
Therefore, after weighing up the pros and cons, she decided to get Cristofer back to her at all costs. 
‘As long as I can give birth to his child, he will forgive all that I did before. Nor will he tell the police that I was the murderer who killed Mrs. Moorsum. He loves children so much and won’t be so cruel to let our child grow up without a mother.’
Thinking of this, Gretchen felt much relieved and calmed herself down. Then she gave full play to her acting skills.
“Cristofer, I’ll keep my word and leave you. As for what happened last night, it’s a secret between us, and I won’t tell Estelle. I’m happy that we can end our relationship with such wonderful sex. And it will be a pleasant memory when I think of it in the future.” As she spoke, she looked pitiful, as if she was about to cry.
However, Cristofer remained unmoved and was in a sulk. He looked askance at her and said with a sneer, “You deceived me and asked me to come back just to sleep with me before we broke up?”
Gretchen bit her lower lip with an aggrieved look and then said, “Didn’t Estelle do the same thing back then?”
“She is different from you,” Cristofer said.
“Cristofer, she is indeed different from me. I still love you very much, but she has fallen in love with Justin!”
“Shut up!” Cristofer interrupted her angrily. “Gretchen, no one has the right to comment on the relationship between me and Estelle. Do you understand?”
Hearing this, Gretchen tried her best to contain her anger and said, “Cristofer, can you really let go of your parent’s death? Don’t forget Estelle’s father drove under the influence and killed your parents. How sad your parents will be in heaven if they know you are still obsessed with the daughter of the killer!”