Crista couldn't say no to him when Tristan insisted. She wasn't sure how long she could hide the truth from him. But if she rejected him too many times, he would be suspicious.
After leaving the cafe, Tristan drove her back to her school. "Chica, can you have dinner with me tonight?" Tristan eagerly waited for her response. He even was very reluctant to leave Crista.
Crista felt guilty again to lie to him. But she had no other choice. She gave him a half-smile and said, "Tristan, I have work tonight. Let's do it sometime later."
Tristan thought for a moment and then said, "Okay! This is my card. It has my new phone number. Call me if you have time."
"Okay." Crista nodded with a smile and took the card from him. The card had his title printed on it. "Executive Director and Deputy CEO of Yu Group".
After exchanging goodbyes to each other, Tristan left and Crista went back to attend her classes. When she returned to the villa after school, Willia
William stood in front of the window, overlooking the garden below. An inner turmoil was going on inside him. The room was dark and the only light came from the lit cigarette held between his fingers. His jaws were clenched together making his aura look more domineering. His mind darted to the thought of that woman he had made his wife. He couldn't understand how she could affect his heart so much. When he saw her at the coffee shop, getting cozy with that man, something unusual shifted inside him. It surprised him more when she allowed that man to hold her hand and touch her hair. The way she smiled at him, it made William unreasonably angry. His phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the screen before answering the call. "Martin, how is it going? Have you got any information?" "Mr. Ding, his name is Tristan, the Deputy CEO of Yu Group," Martin answered. William had asked him to investigate this particular person without telling him the reason. Martin was slight
Tristan had a fiancee? The unexpected news shocked Crista. How could it be possible? Why didn't Tristan tell her anything? It meant the woman she saw with Tristan that day was his fiancee. If he was engaged already, why did he promise to be with her? He promised to give her a good life in the future. Was it nothing but a lie? "Don't tell me you don't know that," William taunted, noticing her surprised expression. Crista's eyes darted towards the documents in William's hand. She realized they were all related to Tristan. Of course! He was William Ding! A man whose one word was enough to decide if a person would continue to live or just die. It was ridiculous for her to expect anything good from him. "Why are you silent now? Cristine, I didn't really expect that you'd date such a man. Why are you now pretending to be surprised?" William dropped the photo of Tristan on the table and looked up at Crista. Crista considered whether she should
Before Crista could hang up the phone, William stood up quickly, grabbed her phone and threw it on the floor. The phone broke in half instantly. "My phone!" Crista screamed. She looked at the broken phone on the ground in horror. She bought the phone by saving money for several months. Although she had used the phone for many years, she couldn't afford another phone at this moment. "Oh? Are you bothered by that broken phone? You're from the Jin Family. This inexpensive phone must not too much for you. If you want to talk to Tristan, I can give you my phone." William was furious after learning Cristine didn't take him seriously when he asked her not to contact Tristan anymore. He walked towards her broken phone and stared at it with a scawl. "This old model of your phone is making me suspect whether you are really from the Jin Family." Crista flinched at his words. He had suspected her. What if he found out
In the club, sitting in the private room on the second floor, William overlooked the crowd on the first floor through the glass window. "Carla, you have managed this place so well." Carla handed a glass of wine to William. "Mr. Ding, how can I not since it's your order? How can I be careless in taking care of this place?" William had many entertainment clubs, hotels and other subsidiaries running under his name. He ran them all by himself, and Carla really could understand the pressure he put up with all the time. "Carla, are you tired?" As Carla sat beside him, William pulled her close by her waist. "If you feel tired, you can ask Martin to help you." Carla smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Ding I'm fine. You saved my life. I'm willing and very glad to do everything for you." William nodded and gulped down the wine in the glass. "You follow me everywhere. If you keep doing that, you can't relax for yourself." Carla was the only woman who followed him everywh
Crista dragged her aching body to her room. She was sore all over. Leaning against the bed, she sat on the ground. Her eyes shifted to the bottle of contraceptive pills on the bedside table. How long would she have to do this? Sitting in his room, William took a drag of his cigarette and puffed out the smoke. His mind kept replaying what just happened. He wondered why he became so impulsive after being drunk. It never happened before. He still couldn't understand what kind of woman Cristine was? William wanted to investigate about her when he realized her behavior differed from what he had heard about her. But when Tristan showed up, he overlooked his suspicion. Her secret rendezvous with Tristan was enough proof. Crista grabbed her new phone, which was given by William. There was no other phone number except his. He really wanted her to cut off all contacts. She stared at it forlornly before putting it aside. A week passed by after that incident. Crista fear
Crista waited for Tristan in the cafe, but he didn't come, and it was already dark outside. Would he come today? She was confident that her Tristan would come. But after the night fell, when he didn't show up, she decided to leave. If she didn't leave now, she wouldn't be able to catch the last bus. When she was about to leave, a familiar figure walked into the cafe. "I'm sorry, Chica. I'm late." She beamed at him. Finally, her Tristan had come. But, her smile only lasted for a short moment. How would she explain things to him? She didn't even know how to start the conversation. Although, she had prepared for this meeting and thought of many ways she could explain, but now they seemed not good enough. "Chica, what's wrong? You look unhappy. Why? Are you sad because I'm late?" Tristan reached out and held her hand. His eyes were full of concern. "I'm really sorry, Chica. I was busy with some important work." Crista shook her head. "It's
William's eyebrows knitted in a frown. Was Cristine walking back home because she had no money? It was hard to believe that the daughter of the Jin family had a crisis of money. Maria and Crista's conversation confused both William and Martin. However, William only glared at her and said nothing. His icy stare made Crista shiver. She lowered her eyes and said, "Mr. Ding, I won't
Next morning, Tristan got up early. Everything had changed last night. He went to the window and looked at the beauty of nature. Sally woke up soon after. When she saw him standing in front of the window, she got off the bed and walked up to him. Wrapping an arm around his, she said with her still sleepy voice, "Tristan, I'm really happy to have you." Last night he finally made her his. Although she knew he didn't want to have sex with her before marriage, he had to because he couldn't deny the daughter of the Yu family. Sally was determined to keep him at home every night and wouldn't let him see that girl again. "Are you overwhelmed by the happiness, silly girl?" Tristan felt sorry towards Sally. He only consented in this marriage because of the promise he had made to Adrian. He needed the money and Yu family helped him earn. But now, he was doomed for life. He couldn't give Sally the love that she truly deserved. He loved his Chica. Did his Chica k