Chapter 76 What are the single men and women doing?
It's Christopher!
Cecil's deep blue eyes met his gaze directly, one gentle as jade, the other cold and gloomy.
Instantly, I felt a sense of tension.
It seemed as if they were not childhood friends who grew up together, but rather two people completely opposed to each other.
Upon careful recollection, I realized that after Cecil returned from abroad, Christopher and he seemed different from their time on campus.
Christopher misunderstood the relationship between me and Cecil. But what about Cecil?
However, this was their business, and I shouldn't delve too deeply into it.
Christopher strode over with long legs, exuding a strong sense of oppression. He glanced at the coat on me and sneered, "So intimate?"
"Not as much as you guys." I replied coldly without much thought.
From the incident yesterday to now, every word he said and everything he did seemed to be depleting the little affection between us.
Countless times in my mind, I thought that if he had reached out to me at that moment, I probably wouldn't have lost the baby.
But he didn't, even though my hand was clearly within reach. At this point, not expressing resentment would only seem hypocritical.
Christopher's eyes darkened slightly, suppressing his emotions, and he spoke as if bestowing a favor. "Stop causing a scene. Let's go home."
It's as if he can tolerate my temper, which is already a great mercy.
Or perhaps he thinks that I am still the same as before, and that, as long as he beckons and says a few kind words, I will obediently return to his side.
He remained so composed.
But I had to break that, saying, "Christopher, I'm not causing a scene." The only thing that stands between you and me now is a divorce certificate. Just like your relationship with Evelyn, the only difference is a marriage certificate."
His face turned cold. "I've told you that the relationship between her and me is not what you think. She poses no threat to you!"
I found it amusing. "Then what kind of relationship do you have? Are you just regular siblings who simply hold hands, kiss, and sleep together?
Christopher's face darkened like the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Hope! When do your thoughts become so dirty?"
I mockingly asked, "So are you single men and women playing Texas Hold'em? Or maybe learn some skills together?"
"Shut up!"
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me along, which caused me to gasp in pain, but he seemed oblivious to it!
I just had surgery yesterday. My abdomen still ached, and I had several bruises on my body. If it weren't to cut ties with him as soon as possible, combined with Beata's incident, I wouldn't have been out consecutively today.
He treasured Evelyn so much. Why didn't he think that I could also feel pain?
"Christopher!"
Cecil reached out to clamp his arm, lowering his eyes and reminding him in a restrained tone, "Be gentle. She's injured."
"I've said you don't need to bother."
Christopher looked at him, his thin lips slightly parted and tinged with sarcasm. "I'll take her home now and take care of her body!"
Just as I was about to refuse, a nurse hurriedly ran out of the elevator, panting, "Mr. Valence, Ms. Valence says she's bleeding again, insisting that you go back, or she won't take her medication."
Christopher's face darkened, and I suddenly laughed, deliberately looking at him. "Let's go. Don't you want to take me home? If you leave with me now, I'll believe everything you say."
"If she won't take her medication, you figure it out! Just make sure nothing happens to her!"
With these words, Christopher was perhaps truly afraid of my pain, lightening his grip on me and slowing his pace a bit.
In disbelief, I looked at his figure. Did he actually choose me?
That was impossible.
Sure enough, before we even left the hospital gates, the phone in his pants pocket kept ringing incessantly.
It was a landline number.
Christopher frowned, answering, "Who is this?"
I thought it was a business call, but soon I saw Christopher's expression gradually becoming helpless. "Alright, can you stop crying? I'm coming up now."
When he stopped and turned back to look at me, I didn't even have time to conceal the mockery on my face, along with the anticipation I had long expected.
He let go of my hand and said, "Wait here for a few minutes. I'll be right back."
"Okay."
I withdrew my hand, nodded with a smile, and watched him step into the elevator.
The next moment, I shivered from the cold, tightened my coat collar, and looked at Cecil. "Cecil, let's go."
Cecil was surprised. "Not waiting for Christopher?"
I smiled faintly. "He won't come."
I already knew he wouldn't come. That's why I deliberately made things difficult.
I've grown accustomed to this kind of thing, even numb to it, no longer expecting anything.
Having waited too many times, I didn't want to wait at this time, and I won't wait in the future.
As we walked out of the hospital gates, the cold air hit me, and I sniffed, "Cecil, I still need to go to the company to pick up something. I won't trouble you."
"It's okay. I don't have any work arrangements today."
Cecil chuckled lightly. "With all these injuries to you, if I leave you here alone, won't Elissa scold me to death?"
"Alright."
On the way to the Valence Group, I couldn't help but ask, "Cecil, how do you know about my miscarriage?"
Except for Elissa and me, no one else knew about this matter.
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