My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 507

In the bar, Chandler and Patrick were talking about Mark's accidental death. They all understood that Chandler was suffering huge pressure. They knocked one drink after another.

At this moment, in the Stephenson family, Crystal was tossing and turning in bed. Then she suddenly received a call from a stranger.

Crystal nervously looked at the ringing phone on the table and didn't know what to do.

The screen clearly showed unknown numbers.

Crystal had a good memory. She remembered that this number belonged to Erica.

Erica suddenly called her, but she was afraid to answer.

The woman on the other end of the phone was very bigoted. It was ringing over and over again as if she had to keep it until Crystal answered the phone.

"Hello?"

Crystal kept her voice was as calm as possible lest it revealed any nervousness.

"Are you afraid to answer my calls?"

Erica's clear voice straightforwardly came to her guilt.

"No."

Crystal retorted too fast, making her even more diffident.

But she didn't want to show Erica that she had no confidence, even she had to pretend.

Erica went straight to the point, "Do you have time? Come out for a moment. I want to make some things clear to you in person."

"It's late now. I don't want to..."

Erica interrupted in a forceful tone, "It's only 9: 30 pm. Crystal, don't be so timid. I really hate your cowardice. I ask you out is not for eating you. Don't worry!" Her arrogant voice was full of disdain and ridicule.

Crystal felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. She was indeed timid and cowardly. Even she despised herself.

"There is a Starbucks on the third lane behind the Stephenson family, don't keep me waiting too long."

Erica was used to the control the situation and quickly said a location.

Before Crystal could agree, Erica hung up the phone.

Crystal was holding her phone. She hadn't been sleeping well recently. So she was mentally weak, and even her face looked pale. Erica's words echoed in her mind, which was like a frozen computer and it took her a long time to react.

Her first thought was to call Chandler, but she remembered that Chandler had said that he had to work tonight, so she didn't want to disturb him.

She should ignore his ex-wife's sudden visit, but she couldn't.

Crystal grew up in an environment where she was used to being scolded. Living in other's family, she was seen as a maid by her stepfather and stepbrother, while her mother ignored all of this. She knew life was not easy from a very young age and learned to be obedient and compliant.

Because being obedient meant to be less pained.

Crystal stroked her baby bump. For the sake of the child, she didn't want to be an coward anymore.

Starbucks was very close to the Stephenson family, just 800 meters in walking distance.

"What would you like to drink, Miss?"

The waiter couldn't help but ask Crystal when he saw that she hadn't ordered for a long time.

"The white coffee here is delicious. Do you want to try it?" The waiter warmly recommended her with a smile.

Crystal looked around and found that Erica hadn't arrived yet.

She heaved a sigh of relief in her heart, looked up at the waiter, and shook her head, "Sorry, I can't have coffee now. May I have a cup of hot milk?"

Crystal always remembered that she was pregnant. She would subconsciously be vigilant about food that she couldn't eat during pregnancy. It seemed to be her nature.

A clear voice sounded behind her. "Irish coffee, tea latte, and a blueberry cheesecake, please."

Crystal stood nervously. The waiter glanced at Erica, who was so bright and dazzling, he immediately smiled and nodded, "Okay, please wait a moment."

"When I was pregnant, I ate everything, even drank and smoked..."

Erica glanced at Crystal's abdomen, but there was not much emotion in her eyes. She said calmly, "At that time, the Stephenson family were extremely nervous. Chandler was so angry that he quarreled with me every day. Of course, he apologized to me in the end."

Erica's tone sounded like she was talking about the past, not provocation. But when Crystal heard it, she was filled with sadness and bitterness.

Her pale face looked weak and sickly under the fluorescent light.

Erica looked at her and immediately said, "Take a seat over there, don't stand here dumbly. Crystal, I'm not as bad as you think."

Crystal could not answer such direct words. She looked at Erica, who was so neat as if everything she had done was aboveboard. However, she was so coy and made people annoying.

The waiter served them hot milk, coffee, and cake.

Erica didn't follow those socialites' routines to be elegant and calm. She picked up the coffee and took a big gulp. Then she put a big piece of cake in her mouth. Crystal looked at her warily, not even daring to drink the hot milk at her hand.