“Chris…” Monica choked out through a sob. She finally understood that she could never measure up to Yvonne. As unimpressive and weak as she seemed, Yvonne had a kind heart that Monica knew she could never beat.
“I’m sorry, Monica. I’ve always only seen you as a sister and nothing else. Please, I’m begging you guys. Let me see Yvonne. I just want to know if she’s well and if she’s getting properly treated, okay?” Christopher stood up once more and pushed Monica’s helping hand away.
“I’m not going to discuss this any further until you’re completely healed. Got it? We’ll have this talk once you’re fully well. You can’t even stand properly now. What will you do even if you do see her?” Julia rushed out of the ward after she finished speaking.
At the sound of her son’s low sobs and yelling, she finally let her tears fall. “What do we do?” she asked Gordon. “Did we really do the right thing? I don’t know what else we could have done. Christopher’s my child; my flesh and blood. I don’t want to go through the same thing that happened eight years ago. Will he do what Darius did and try to estrange himself? Even now, he clearly still holds that against us. He barely comes home and always treats us so coldly. Did I do something wrong for trying to love my children?” Julia blabbered.
Gordon pulled her into his arms and comforted her, “Don’t think of it like that. You’re just doing your job as a mother. Even though Darius may still be cold toward us, he still makes sure to come back on special occasions and always brings gifts when he does. Now that he’s all grown up, he knows why we did what we did, and Christopher will as well.”
“I hope that’s true. I really hope that’s true,” Julia choked out and began sobbing uncontrollably. As of right now, she was not the strong, hardheaded businesswoman; she was simply a mother worried sick for her children.
However, once Christopher put his mind to something, no one could stop him. Even though he was still weak to the point that he could barely walk, he still managed to come up with a way to escape. He called his bodyguard, and after chasing Monica away, he told the man that he needed to take a walk.
The bodyguard was confused and didn’t know what to say, but Christopher glared at him coldly and said, “Am I a criminal or something? Don’t I deserve even the privilege of taking a walk?”
“That’s not it, Mr. Lane. It’s just not suitable for you to go out in your current state as your injury could get infected. Ms. Julia specifically ordered for us not to let you out,” the bodyguard replied meekly as he shuffled backward slightly in fear of getting hit. Christopher was notorious for scuffling with every single bodyguard hired by the Lane family without fail.
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