Crista sat up and said, "I don't want to stay here." She despised living there, more so after Carla called William.
William advanced towards her and angrily threw back the covers. "Then don't sleep tonight!"
How could this woman be so ungrateful? She was clearly taking advantage of his kindness.
William had ruthlessly tortured her throughout the night. She felt too weak to beg for mercy.
On Chinese New Year's Day, Crista only awoke at noon. She was in William's room. Her body wracked with pain, making any kind of movement difficult.
She promised herself that she would not act tough in front of him in future for her own safety. On the other hand, William seemed unperturbed. Lounging in a black robe, he looked laid-back, yet elegant, as he savored a glass of red wine.
"Are you awake? Get up! Quit pretending to be asleep!" William had noticed her eyelids flutter, but she quickly pretended to fall into a slumber again.
Crista awoke
It was easy for William to say something like that. He told Crista to sit on his seat. She felt pins and needles on her sweating palms. Was she actually going to play mahjong now? She didn't even recognize any of the mahjong tiles. Not ten minutes after she sat down, she had almost lost all of the chips William had won earlier. To her, it felt like she just willingly gave the other three opponents all the money. Meanwhile, William just drank and smoked nonchalantly, He hardly cared about the money at all. It didn't matter how much she lost because he could afford it. All he wanted was to alleviate her boredom. However, he realized that this woman had absolutely no affinity for gambling Crista lost again and again, and now she really had no more chips on hand. She turned to William and helplessly shook her head. "Mr. Ding." "Mrs. Ding, it's not a big deal. I can lend you three hundred chips." "I'll lend you five hundred, Mrs. Ding." "We
William put the glass down. "Then I'm not drinking it. It's getting late. You should go to bed. "Upon seeing that he didn't drink the milk, Crista felt disheartened. My plan failed, didn't it?' He pressed her against the sofa, holding her in his arms. "What's going on? You were smiling at me earlier and you even served me milk. Is there something you want me to do? Or maybe you're asking for more s*x? "How perverted he is! Isn't there any other thought going on in his head?' Crista cursed in her mind. Or was he so horny that he wanted to fuck her again? "What are you thinking of? Have you made up your mind?" William had always been aloof and devoid of emotion, and the mere sound of his voice was enough to weaken her knees. Impatiently, Crista answered, "Drink the milk and you can do anything you want to me." Since she had said that, he was certainly going to drink the milk. His lips evoked a charming smile. And like a poppy flower, it enticed
William frowned at the thought that everything had something to do with Crista. He shouldn't have underestimated her. "Mr. Ding, shall we investigate this matter as well?" Although Martin's opinion of her had improved, he was still a bit worried. Because Crista, the adopted daughter of the Jin family, had stirred up a ruckus and it hadn't subsided yet. "No, that's not necessary. There are a lot of people doing it already. Sooner or later, the truth will come out. You can rest for a few days. You shouldn't go running around working all the time." William patted Martin on the back. "I'm alright, Mr. Ding. I think you should keep an eye on Miss Crista Jin. I'm worried that she has ulterior motives." He was still suspicious of Crista's true identity. No self-respecting woman would subject to being a substitute bride unless she was up to something. "I got it. It's not that big of a deal. If you have some spare time on your hands, watch over the AS
Regardless of how sore her hands felt, Crista grabbed her bag, and said, "How about this, Mr. Liu? I'll help you get out of here. Outsiders are not allowed to stay in the school for too long, so I'll just tell the guard you were here to help me with the work in the library." Thinking that her suggestion was reasonable, Lewis said, "Thanks for your help." "It's no big deal. Anyway, let's move it!" Crista flashed him a beaming smile. Perhaps she was the type of girl who would easily trust people. She showed her Student ID to the guard and said something to him, and then she and Lucas ran out of the school quickly. "It's okay now. You can go home quickly. I'm going home, too." Nico must've been waiting for a while now, so Crista had to get home as soon as possible. As soon as she turned around, Lewis grabbed her wrist. "Chica, you helped me. How about I treat you to dinner?" he asked. Glancing at her watch, she said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu,
With Lewis' help, Crista finished two days' worth of work by nine PM. As she stared at the neatly organized bookshelves, a smile appeared on her face. Lewis said to her, "Isn't it good that I helped you?" "Indeed! Thank you very much. It's getting late, we should go!" Crista walked out of the school along with him. "It's really late. Would you like to have dinner with me?" he said, leaning against the car. She wanted to refuse him, but when she saw how exhausted he was, she didn't have the heart to reject him this time. "Sounds great!" Lewis drove Crista to a high-end western restaurant for dinner, and Nico followed behind them. "Would you like to have steak or pork chop?" asked Lewis. "Either is fine," Crista said, smiling. She really didn't care either way. In truth, the choices didn't matter because she never liked western food. Looking at her, Lewis said, "I'd suggest you try the spaghetti. They make an amazing spaghetti here."
William stared at the woman in front of him for a long moment before saying, "Are you waiting for me to come back?" He was probing, but his steely tone was ruthless. Crista merely looked at him wordlessly. She wasn't waiting for him, but she knew he didn't want to hear that. Her only option was to remain silent. "Why don't you say something?" William tightened his grip on her waist, his fingers digging painfully into her flesh. "No," she said. She knew he would be upset, but she didn't want to lie to him. This was how they got along with each other. William cocked his head as his gaze bore into her and said, "You are getting bolder and bolder with each passing day." Although he was drunk, he still could steadily steer her towards the second floor. His swift movement made Crista almost believe that he was sober. The next morning, Lewis was standing at the school gate, a light gray overcoat around his shoulders as he waited for Crista to show up
William's room was reeking of alcohol. Did he drink again? She didn't smell the overpowering alcoholic odor coming from him when they ran into each other at the restaurant earlier. "I'm home." Crista timidly approached him. "Hmm," William grunted. Based on the look on his face, he was probably furious. He had told her not to get too close to other men, and today, she had dinner with Lewis, but all William did was to grunt at her and nothing else. Crista moved her lips, but she ended up not saying anything, Should she explain to him why she was late tonight? Or was it even necessary to do so? He saw it with his own two eyes. An explanation probably wasn't needed at this point. Just like her situation with Tristan in the past, William believed what he saw, and there was nothing left needed to be explained to him. As soon as she turned around, he stopped her. "Aren't you going to explain yourself?" Was she not even going to try to defend herself?
When Lewis came out of the school, he saw the two girls chatting. "Sally," he called out. "Lewis!" Sally advanced towards him and hugged him affectionately. Thereafter, Lewis wrapped his arm around Crista's waist and said, "You two know each other? Come, let's have dinner together." Sally was taken aback. "Lewis, do you know her?" 'This coquettish woman! First she seduced my husband and now she is trying to sink her claws into Lewis!' "No!" "No, thanks!" Both woman blurted out simultaneously. Lewis smiled cunningly at Crista. "Do you want me to drag you into the car again?" He was reluctant to force her "It's already quite late. I should be heading back." She was in no mood for a fancy dinner with Sally. "It's okay. I'll drive you home. I don't see your driver around." Lewis opened the car door and she seated herself. Noticing this, Molly griped, "Lewis, she is a vixen! She seduced Tristan!" She reminded him. Le