when she left he went crazy (Hope and Christopher) novel Chapter 2

‘Jewelry?’

I frowned and said to Christopher, who had just entered the bathroom, “Christopher, Evelyn is here. I’ll go downstairs first.” Almost immediately, he strode out, his expression icy. I had never seen him look so cold before.

“I’ll handle it. Don’t worry. Go and freshen up.”

Christopher, usually calm and composed in front of me, revealed his complex emotions through his voice this time. He seemed agitated and nervous, which I found strange.

“I’ve already freshened up. I even squeezed toothpaste for you. Did you forget?”

“Alright, let’s go down together so the guests won’t wait too long.”

I took Christopher’s hand, and we headed downstairs.

The staircase was spiraled. When we reached the halfway point, I could see Evelyn, elegant in a white dress, sitting gracefully on the sofa.

She heard and looked up, smiling serenely. When her gaze fell on the hands Christopher and I held, the cup in her hand trembled, spilling some coffee. It must have been hot, she exclaimed in a fluster.

Christopher abruptly let go of my hand, rushed downstairs, and took the cup from her.

“Why are you so flustered? Can’t even hold a cup?” His tone was stern and cold, but he took Evelyn’s hand gently and led her to the sink, rinsing her hand with cold water.

Feeling frustrated, Evelyn tried to pull her hand back. “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry”, she said.

“Shut up. Don’t you know burns can leave scars if not treated properly?” Christopher reprimanded, still not letting go of her hand.

I stood on the stairs, watching this scene, feeling a bit dizzy. A certain image flashed in my mind.

It was when we had just gotten married that I found out that Christopher had a weak stomach, and I started learning to cook.

Although we had Donna at home, her cooking didn’t suit his taste. As I had never cooked before, I often accidentally cut myself or get burned. Once, I carelessly overturned a pot, and the hot oil spilled all over my belly. My clothes were soaked, and my skin was very painful.

Christopher heard the noise and came over, as gentle as ever, and said, “Are you okay? Go take care of yourself. I’ll handle the cooking.” He was gentle and considerate but also very calm. Occasionally, I would have a vague feeling that something was off.

I had secretly liked Christopher for many years, and countless emotions recorded in my diary were about him. I was quite satisfied with marrying him. I just thought that he was naturally indifferent and reserved before.

“I just poured lemon water for Ms. Evelyn.” Donna’s words brought me back to reality.

I didn’t realize until tears filled my eyes. I was so upset that I couldn’t breathe.

Look.

It was clear that Christopher took the cup from Evelyn, but he was too concerned to check if the water was hot or cold.

I took a deep breath, walked down the stairs, and looked at them with a faint smile.

“Honey, Donna poured lemon water for Evelyn. It’s cold, so it can’t scald her. Or you should be worried about her getting frostbite?” I tried to tolerate, but I couldn’t help but say something sarcastic.

Christopher’s movements stiffened, and only then did he let go, avoiding my gaze and blaming Evelyn. “Why are you screaming just because you poured cold water on your hand? You’re the only one who’s so delicate.”

Evelyn glared at him and looked at me softly. “That’s just how he is; he likes to take things seriously. That’s it.”

With that, she walked to the coffee table and picked up a velvet box, which looked very expensive, handing it to me. She smiled gently, “I was coming to return this to you.”

When I took and opened it, I was instantly taken aback. Was Evelyn the woman in the video?

When I looked up again, I concealed my emotions. I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t.

Last night, I forced Christopher to take back the necklace. Now, the necklace was in my hand, but I didn’t feel relieved at all.

I looked at Christopher inquisitively. His eyes were complicated, and then he reached out and pulled me into his arms. “Do you like it? If you do, keep it. If you don’t, give it to anyone. It’s just a worthless jewelry. I’ll buy you another gift.”