when she left he went crazy (Hope and Christopher) novel Chapter 18

When she left, He went crazy 

Chapter 18 I do not Have Your Home Password. 

I never realized how vengeful Christopher could be. 

I had no choice but to follow him. Unexpectedly, before I could explain, Bentley smiled kindly and asked, “Hope, I heard from Donna that you moved out. Is that right?” 

“Yes, Grandpa.” 

I had to admit. If Bentley got angry, I would find a way to appease him. 

However, Bentley showed no intention of being angry with me; he just glared disapprovingly at Christopher. “You’re useless. You can’t even keep your wife!” 

“Grandpa, please be reasonable. She chose to move out herself. What could I do?” 

“She ran away. Don’t you know how to chase after her?” 

Bentley was very disappointed. “Like father, like son. Neither of you are good men.” 

“You’re my father’s father. Christopher chuckled. 

“You jerk!” 

Bentley picked up a coffee cup as if to throw it at him, then set it down. After hesitating for a while, he said, “I’m hungry. Let’s eat.” 

We had a cheerful meal together. 

Bentley kept bringing me food, and the food on my plate piled up like a small mountain. 

“Eat more. Look at you, you’ve lost weight recently. You need to eat more and gain some flesh.” 

“Okay, thank you, Grandpa.” I smiled warmly. My heart was filled with warmth. 

Since my parents passed away, no one has taken care of me like this. 

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Beata’s family conditions were actually good, but when they sat at the dining table, Uncle Johnson and Cousin Bob 02:4 would secretly observe what I ate. 

I had a good appetite. But when I was eight years old, I learned to observe others‘ attitudes. Every time, my fork would land precisely on the dishes of lower prices. 

But now, as I looked at the food piled high on my plate, tears suddenly filled my eyes. 

Bentley usually exuded an aura of authority, but when facing me, he was typically kind. “Hope, why are you crying?” 

“I’m not.” 

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I shook my head, held back the tears, and obediently smiled, “It’s just that you’re so good to me; It reminds me of my 

parents.” 

“I’ve never met your parents. When can you take me to visit them…” 

Christopher looked at me, but Bentley suddenly turned cold, his voice stern, “Shut up! You’re heartless. It’s right for Hope to divorce you! She should have divorced you earlier!” 

As Christopher was about to argue, I quickly explained, “My parents passed away.” 

“When…” 

“When I was eight years old.” 

1 cut him off before he continued. 

I wasn’t defending him in front of Bentley but just afraid he would anger Bentley again. 

Although there was still a bit of sadness in my heart that I couldn’t express. 

The tears I had held back started to well up again. 

Actually, this wasn’t Christopher’s fault. This marriage was Bentley’s decision. Christopher was only responsible for getting the marriage license. It was normal for him not to know about my family situation. 

I could only console myself in this way. 

Christopher looked momentarily startled, a hint of guilt crossing his face. “I’m sorry.” 

“Apologize for what? If you’re truly sorry, you should go with Hope to the cemetery one day,” Bentley said. 

I was about to refuse, but Christopher solemnly said, “You’re right.” 

Then he looked at me. “Shall we go this afternoon? Are you free?” 

“Okay, I’m fine with that.” 

I didn’t want to say anything more in front of Bentley. 

And Christopher probably didn’t really intend to go; he was placating Bentley verbally. 

Once Bentley left, we would each return to our own homes. 

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Only then was Bentley satisfied with Christopher, warning, “If you bully Hope again, and she mentions divorce again, 1 won’t intervene. Behave yourself!” 

“Don’t worry, Grandpa.” 

I handed Bentley a piece of toast and said gently, “He can’t bully me. After all, we were about to divorce. 

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After dinner, Christopher played chess with Rentley in the backyard. 

1 leisurely sipped my coffee on the side. 

Christopher’s chess style was cunning. He was ruthless and won another game. Bentley glared at him in frustration. “Are you treating me like an outsider ? Aren’t you leaving me any way out? 

“Alright.” 

Christopher smiled and deliberately started to lose. Bentley was pleased, laughing heartily and meaningfully saying.. “Remember, family and outsiders are different.” 

I handed the coffee cup to him. “Grandpa, have some coffee.” 

“Okay.” Bentley took a sip and said contentedly. “If you two can always get along like this, I’ll have great–grandchildren 

soon!” 

Feeling a bit disheartened, I instinctively placed my hand on my stomach. 

I looked at Bentley’s aging face and felt a pang 

of cuill. 

If there hadn’t been those barriers and issues between Christopher and me, I could have told Bentley that I was pregnant now. He would have had great–grandchildren soon. 

But there were no ifs. 

I could only disappoint him. 

Christopher looked at me with a deep gaze and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll try my best.” 

“You better!” Bentley patted his hand. “If necessary, have Donna prepare some supplements for you.” 

Perhaps due to men’s inherent competitiveness, Christopher immediately retorted, ‘I’m perfectly healthy.” 

Even though we were about to divorce, my cheeks still flushed instantly when I heard their conversation. 

In this marriage, Christopher was hypocritical in many aspects. 

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He always gave his all only in matters of intimacy. If he took supplements again, I might not survive. 

“Then let me have great–grandchildren soon!” 

After giving his final orders, Bentley rose slowly. “Alright, I won’t take up any more of your time. You go the cemetery to visit your father–in–law and mother–in–law.” 

with Hope to 

With that, we headed to the front yard. 

Seeing this, the driver of Valence Manor opened the car door for Bentley. After bidding us farewell, he drove away. 

“Let’s go.”