The death of his parents was like a scar on Cristofer's heart these years.
Back then, he hated Estelle to the core because of the car accident.
But now, thinking about it, he didn’t hate Estelle at all.
‘Maybe Estelle was innocent in the whole matter. But the fact that her father killed my parents can’t be changed.’
Annoyed by Gretchen’s words, Cristofer lit a cigarette from the pack with a darkened face.
“Cristofer, you’re getting more and more addicted to smoking recently. It would be best if you smoked less in the future,” Gretchen said.
However, Cristofer turned a deaf ear to her.
Recently, so many things have happened, which made him feel irritable and depressed every day.
In his heart, Estelle was the daughter of the person who had killed his parents. But meanwhile, she was also the mother of his children. Sometimes, his mixed feelings for her made him not know how to face her.
Moreover, Estelle had cancer and might not be able to live long.
He couldn’t bear the thought of losing her. His parents’ death had been a nightmare for him. He didn’t want to have such a nightmare again.
Thinking about all of this, Cristofer frowned tightly, and his mind was a mess.
“Cristofer, how is Yvonne recently?” Gretchen asked with concern. “I heard that she didn’t feel well before and was sent to the hospital. Didn’t Luke take good care of her? Men are not as careful and considerate as women in childcare. Besides, Luke is getting old, so it’s inevitable for him to make some mistakes when looking after Yvonne. Why don’t you bring Yvonne back and let me look after her? I promise that I will—”
“Gretchen.” Cristofer interrupted her before she could finish her words.
Gretchen was stunned, shutting her mouth and looking at him in confusion. Somehow, she felt a chill all over when Cristofer called her name in such a cold voice.
Cristofer drew heavily on his cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke, looking tired.
“Stop pretending,” he said.
Gretchen smiled awkwardly and said, “What are you talking about? Cristofer, I don’t understand what you mean.”
“Don’t play the fool,” Cristofer sneered and said. “Forget it. I don’t have any evidence anyway. And you will definitely deny it no matter what I say. I still can’t do anything to you this time. Just like that, I can’t bring you to justice after knowing that you killed Mrs. Moorsum.”
“What do you mean? Do you blame me for Yvonne’s illness? Cristofer, can you be reasonable?” Gretchen frowned and said.
“You know clearly whether you are innocent,” Cristofer said, finished the cigarette, and went toward the door with his coat. “I will transfer six million dollars to you today. Gretchen, now we’ve parted as friends as you want.”
After saying that, he left without looking back.
****
Estelle didn’t sleep well because Mr. Mysterious didn’t come last night.
She felt a little annoyed at the thought that she was so dependent on Mr. Mysterious.
‘Estelle, cheer up. Be strong and independent.’
It was sunny today. As soon as she drew the curtain, the bright sunshine came into the ward from the window, making her feel warm and in a good mood.
It was already September, and the weather began to turn cold. But today the weather was as hot as summer.
While Estelle was enjoying the sunshine, her phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was James calling, she answered the phone immediately.
She had made an appointment with him and would go to see Yohan.
“Good morning, Estelle. Are you ready? I’m downstairs,” James said on the other end of the line.
“I’ll be right there. Wait a moment.”
Estelle then quickly changed her clothes.
Her old clothes were stained with blood when she was sent to the hospital before, and these days she is in her hospital gown.
To show a good image in front of Yohan, she specially asked Rebecca to buy a new set of clothes for her yesterday.
Rebecca, who had good taste, bought a loose white shirt and a light brown checked long skirt.
The clothes fit Estelle so much that she looked like a college student in them.
When she went downstairs with Yvonne in her arms, she attracted the attention of many people.
After leaving the inpatient building, she saw James and walked toward him.
However, when she stopped before him, James was stunned and didn’t recognize her.
He stared at her for a while and then said in surprise, “Estelle?”
Estelle couldn’t help chuckling when seeing his reaction and joked, “Have you forgotten what I look like?”
James shook his head and said in amazement, “It’s been only one month since we last saw each other, but you look completely different from before. Wow, you look so good now.”
“Stop flattering me,” Estelle smiled and said.
“No, no, no. It’s not exaggerated at all. Just now, when I saw you, I thought you were a high school girl. And I wondered why this girl had a child at such a young age!” James said.
Estelle was amused by him. “Mr. Harris, you’ve also changed a lot. You are more humorous than before.”
“I used to be too prim and proper. It’s Yohan who changed me a lot. And staying with him made me feel that I’m much younger,” James said with a smile.
Speaking of Yohan, Estelle looked at the rear seat of the car but didn’t see him.
“Didn’t Yohan come with you?” she asked in confusion.
“You never know what a boy thinks. He is selecting clothes in the hotel. He said he would wear the most handsome suit and have his hair set before seeing you. So let’s go and pick him up,” James said.
Estelle chuckled and nodded.
When she was about to open the car door and enter the passenger seat, she suddenly thought of something and hesitated.
After a while, she loosened her grip on the door handle, opened the rear door of the car, and got into the car with Yvonne in her arms.
James started the car slowly as he asked, “Why don’t you sit in the passenger seat? It’s more convenient for us to talk if you sit here.”
Estelle shook her head and said, “It is said that the passenger seat of a man’s car belongs to the future hostess of his family. So I can’t sit in it.”
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