William was an overbearing man, and Crista couldn't do anything to change it. So she just let him do whatever he wanted to do as long as he was happy. Her protests were all obliterated.
On their way to the venue of the wedding, she didn't say a word. Her mind was in a mess. Actually, she was afraid to feel heartbroken after witnessing Tristan being married to another woman. She didn't want to think that she would never be able to rely on him from now on. After a while, their luxury limousine slowly pulled over in front of the hotel.
Tristan was dressed in a white shirt, black tuxedo, and black bow tie. He had a faint smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. After all, his heart was in sorrow.
For him, this wedding was nothing. It was only like one of his regular meetings in the company. There was no sense of happiness and joy, only helplessness.
He wondered if Crista knew that he was getting married today. If she did, would she
Crista squatted down and picked up the pieces of broken glass carefully. However, she still cut her finger. She hissed and bit her lower lip as she saw the red blood starting to ooze out. The wound was a bit deep, and it must be painful. But much to her surprise, she seemed not to feel the pain at all. Maybe it was because her heart was hurting more. The pain of seeing Tristan being married to another woman outweighed the pain caused by her wounded finger. The crowd just watched her in a daze. Perhaps they didn't expect her to do such a thing. William just looked at her with his cold eyes. Lewis Zhu kept staring at her with curiosity in his eyes. And Tristan could only look at her with concern, fighting the urge to come over to her. Finally, Adrian recovered from the shock. He stepped forward, called the waiter, and said, "Clean this up." He then squatted down and asked her, "Are you okay?" Looking at the blood still oozing from her finger, he held he
William, who had already anticipated this scene to happen, just stood by. Crista stood there blankly, staring at Adrian's hand which was about to touch her cheek. She was so shocked that she didn't know what to do. She turned her head to look at William, hoping to get some help from him. However, he was just smoking some distance away from the group of reporters. It was as if he didn't see her. Was he deliberately ignoring her? Adrian couldn't take his gaze off Crista. He even looked at her closely, studying every feature of her face carefully. She and the woman he couldn't take his mind off looked so alike that he couldn't help remembering some memories. Seeing that even Hayden was on Crista's side, Sally felt unhappier, and her resentment towards Crista intensified. 'That b*tch is indeed a temptress. She does not only seduce Toby but even my father, ' she thought angrily. Sally glared at her and said disdainfully, "Dad, this woman is here to
Cristine stood at the other end of the corridor and watched Crista standing in front of a private room. From what she had seen just now, she could tell that William had different feelings for Crista. She clenched her fists, and her eyes darkened. She was the real daughter of the Jin family. But here she was, no freedom at all. William had imprisoned her here and forced her to serve the guests. She also had to drink with them and entertain them. While Crista was enjoying her life. She was even wearing delicate and expensive clothes now. Squinting her eyes at Crista, Cristine made up her mind. She would take back everything that belonged to her. Crista didn't have the right to take advantage of the things that were supposed to be hers. Crista kept her head down all the time, so she didn't notice that Cristine had been staring at her fiercely for a long time. She had been waiting in front of the private room and didn't dare to go far. This was an enterta
After drinking the wine, William noticed that Cristine was not moving yet. "Leave now," he said coldly. "No, Mr. Ding. I can't leave because you will need me," Cristine said confidently. She then raised the glass in her hand and drank up the wine coquettishly. In less than two minutes, William felt something strange in his body. The drug was already taking effect. As heat surged up all over his body, he frowned. "How dare you drug me!" "Well, it feels wonderful, isn't it? Don't you want to experience such kind of feeling, Mr. Ding?" For many years, Cristine had taken all kinds of drugs, both forced and voluntary. And she knew the effect of each drug on people. That was why she didn't hesitate to use the drug to get William. After tonight, he would be hers. Then she would take back the crown as Mrs. Ding and return Crista to where she should belong. She would live a perfect life in luxury. He would definitely give her everything she wanted. Wil
Cristine looked at the man behind William. The drug she had just taken was now starting to take effect, and she felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that William read her mind. "Don't you feel comfortable taking these drugs every day?" He had never been soft to others except to Crista, who was always stubborn and innocent. "Do you want him?" he asked again as he turned his head and looked at the man behind him. His voice was still as cold as ice. "Help her." He then stood at the door and waited. Half an hour later, the man was neatly dressed when he walked out of the room. "Mr. Ding." "You can leave now." William looked at Cristine and sneered. "Mr. Ding, do you want to do it now?" She only said it. But the truth was, she didn't have the strength to have sex anymore. William's face darkened. "You are really a cheap bitch. I didn't even touch you last time. Do you think I will make an exception today?" Of course, he knew her purpo
Crista was in a light trance. Yes, she had been thinking when William would come home. But she didn't expect that it would be at this time. And it seemed that he had been there for a while. It was just that she didn't notice him. "You're back." She finally managed to greet him after standing there in a daze for a long time. William glanced at the snowman coldly before he turned to look at Crista's flushed face. "Do you still want to play?" Of course, she wanted to play wildly in the snow for a long time. But when she looked at his cold eyes, she could only shake her head. Without saying a word, he held her cold hand and took her back into the villa. The villa had a heating system, so the inside was more comfortable. William took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa casually. His gaze swept over the flowers on the side table, which added warmth in the living room even in the cold winter. Crista had really taken this place as her home
On cold winter days, Crista dominated the kitchen of the villa. She cooked different kinds of soup every day. William didn't say anything or stop her from what she was doing. In fact, he ate anything she prepared on the dining table. It had been a while that he didn't go to the entertainment club. He went to work in the daytime and came home at night. One day, it was getting dark outside. Crista was reading a book on the sofa. After a while, her eyes felt tired, so she leaned back and closed them. Before she could know it, she had already dozed off. When William came back from work, he frowned when he saw her sleeping on the sofa. Before he left this morning, he told her that he would come home late. But still, she deliberately stayed in the living room to wait for him until she fell asleep. Why did she do it? Was she trying to be a good wife, waiting for her husband to come home? He froze. His wife? When did he start treating her as his real wife? Cr
William looked at Cristine coldly. "Are you trying to get money from her?" Cristine lowered her head. She felt so weak and hopeless. She would never have the chance to call Crista again. He slightly bent over and said, "If you dare to make another phone call, you will never get that drug again." Crista was his woman. No matter how unhappy she would be, he would never allow Cristine to approach her. So he had to threaten Cristine. Cristine shook her head. "No. I won't ever call her again." She squatted in the corner and watched William leave. She was left alone in the room again. Was William protecting Crista? In the past, Tristan was the one always protecting her. Now, it was William. Was Crista using her beauty to charm these men to become rich? But William also had Carla by his side. Not only Cristine but also Crista knew the intimate relationship between them. After all, Crista was just a nominal wife. And she was much inferior to Carla. No