Crista sat in the car as William drove her back. Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier on their way to the villa.
As soon as they pulled up the driveway, Maria came out with an umbrella and greeted them, "Mr. Ding, Mrs. Ding, welcome back."
"Thank you for driving me home," Crista said as she walked alongside William into the house.
"You can ask the driver to take you anywhere in the future," William replied. He went straight to the sofa in the living room and sat down.
"No, thanks. I won't go out again." There was clear disappointment and despair in Crista's tone.
"Are you sure? I thought you didn't like it here." William didn't even look at her as he spoke and his voice sounded cold.
He could instantly tell what she was thinking, especially since Crista could never really hide her feelings. He knew exactly what she thought and wanted to say.
"Mr. Ding?" 'What did he mean
Cristine looked at the man sitting in the middle, and he immediately attracted her attention. His handsome face and unruly temperament made her red lips curved into a charming smile. "Sir, are you looking for me?" she asked. As she spoke, her fair arms clung to his arm. "Miss Cristine Jin?" His voice was so cold that Cristine felt like she froze for a moment. Her brows furrowed, wondering how did this man know her real name. She had always used the name Tine everywhere. Even when she went abroad and went back, she had used the same name. If this man knew who she was, it meant that he had investigated her. But she didn't want to confirm her real identity to him. "Sir, my name is Time." She smiled seductively and leaned over to him. "Really? Your father mustn't have told you who I am." William pushed Cristine away. His sharp and deep-set eyes glared at her as if he could already see through her. "Who...who are you?" she couldn't help asking. She had never been
"Do you want to hide after seeing me?" From the corner of his eye, William saw that Crista turned around and was about to leave. Crista turned around again. "No. I just don't want to drink water all of a sudden." If she had known that he was downstairs, she wouldn't get out even of her room. She didn't want to see him after all. His return meant that he wanted to have sex with her again. The pain that she felt every time they did it had already scared her. "Come here," William commanded emotionlessly. "Mr. Ding, do you need anything?" It was so late, and there were no servants in the main villa at this hour, so she should be the one to serve him. "Are you really used to being ordered to do things?" William couldn't help wondering what kind of treatment she had received from the Jin family that she had become so obedient. She could have refused to be Cristine's substitute, but she did not. She agreed to marry him and suffered without any compla
Saturday came. Crista woke up early, took a shower, and changed into a set of simple casual clothes. She also tied her hair into a ponytail and didn't put on any makeup. "Mrs. Ding, are you going out? Today is Saturday," Maria asked upon seeing her downstairs. Crista didn't have classes on weekends, so she usually slept until she would naturally wake up. "Maria, I have work today, remember? My manager said a VIP customer has booked us today, so as the assistant, I have to be there," Crista replied with a smile. Unlike other people, she didn't look troubled or unhappy despite having to work on a weekend. "Oh, yes, now I remember. But you must eat something before you go. Wait a moment." Maria then went to the kitchen, heated up the milk, and made a cheeseburger for Crista. "Thank you, Maria," Crista said as she took the glass of milk and the cheeseburger from Maria. She drank up the milk and put the glass down on the table. "I'm late. I'll just eat this in the
When Sally heard that Tristan was going to help her choose a wedding dress, her smile deepened. She held her head up high and looked at Crista arrogantly. It was as if she was showing off to the other woman that he belonged to her, and Crista was just an assistant who would be responsible for their pre-wedding photos. She never thought that he was doing it to help Crista. Crista saw how Sally held Tristan's arm intimately while checking the wedding dresses one by one. It hurt her, and she wanted to stay away from them. But she had no other choice. For the sake of her job, she had to stay and endure watching the scene in front of her. "Sally, how about this one?" Tristan took a red wedding dress and showed it to Sally. It was the same red wedding dress that Crista chose first. Sally's expression turned gloomy at once. Crista and Tristan seemed to have a tacit understanding. Did they already talk about their wedding before? This thought made her change her mind
In the afternoon, every one of the studio was still busy with the photo shoot. Crista was injured, but she did her best to assist the photographer. However, Sally seemed so determined to make things difficult for her. She had so many complaints regarding the setup, the background, and everything. Even the photographer felt that she was making nonsensical objections and inappropriate changes. But what could they do? After all, she was a VIP customer. Trista didn't try to approach Crista again too. But he would occasionally stop Sally from throwing tantrums. He knew that he would only make things worse if he said something to stand up for Crista. Sally took time choosing her wedding dress in the morning, and she made a lot of changes during the photo shoot, so they had not finished the outdoor shots on time. It was already late in the afternoon, but they had only done half of it. "Stan, I'm so tired now. Can we just continue the shoot tomorrow? Anyway, our sche
William looked at Crista's slightly closed eyes. She looked like she was enduring a great pain caused by him. "How much does that man love you? Is he the reason why you seem to be so afraid of me?" His voice was so low, but it made her open her eyes wide. Seeing the anger on his handsome face, Crista wanted to explain. But eventually, she decided not to say anything. Sometimes, explaining about things he didn't like to hear only made him angrier. And she didn't want it to happen right now. She grunted in pain. William was taking his revenge. But because of her injury, she had no strength to resist. Crista knew that she should refuse and push him away, but she couldn't. In the end, she was so overwhelmed by fatigue that she lost consciousness. It was already bright outside when she woke up. The warm sunshine seeped through the thin gauze curtain and shone on her. She subconsciously turned over only to touch a warm and soli
In the hospital, the doctor checked and dressed Crista's wound. Then he prescribed some medicine to help her recover faster. After listening to the doctor's advice and instructions, she and Maria went out of the doctor's room. "Mrs. Ding, I'm glad that your scald has been checked. Mr. Ding really cares about you because he wants to make sure that you recover quickly," Maria said while helping Crista walk to the entrance of the hospital. "Mrs. Ding, wait for me here. I'll just go to the pharmacy to buy your medicine." Crista just nodded and stood at the door, watching the people coming in and out. She subconsciously looked down at her bandaged right hand. Now she knew why her left arm was so sore that she couldn't even lift it when she woke up this morning. Last night, she used it for support, especially when Brian pressed his solid body against hers. She was still lost in thought when she suddenly saw a middle-aged man staggering to his feet. He was clutching
Rage flared up in Tristan's heart when he saw William kissing Crista. He wanted to step forward and beat William up, but he couldn't. He was afraid that his impulsivity would only make Crista suffer in the end. "Mr. Gu, I want to spend time with my wife alone. You can leave now." William let go of Crista, faced Tristan, and asked him to leave. Although Tristan was still worried, he knew that he couldn't stay. When he looked at her and saw from her eyes that she seemed fine, somehow he felt relieved. He had no other choice but to turn around, get in his car, and drive away. After watching Tristan's car disappear, William turned to Crista. "Since I didn't allow you to go out, you let your old lover come here for a tryst, huh?" he said coldly. There was a hint of accusation in his voice. "No, I don't even know how he got here. You misunderstand." After what he had witnessed, Crista knew that it would be hard for her to explain the truth to Wiliam