CHAPTER 42
CHAPTER 42
When she left, He went crazy
Chapter 42 Could It be My Child then?
I couldn’t help but laugh.
Christopher was going to take responsibility for her.
What did she come to me for?
She should go find Christopher.
Evelyn caressed her pregnant belly and said, “You two should hurry up and get divorced.”
“You should go urge Christopher.”
The corporate building had central air conditioning that maintained a constant temperature throughout the year. I took off my overcoat, hung it up, and then picked up a spray bottle to water the row of green plants in front of the floor–to–ceiling windows.
Since Christopher refused to divorce me, I was not in a hurry anymore. Let Evelyn went bother him.
Evelyn sneered coldly. “Don’t pretend with me. On one hand, you seem completely indifferent, and on the other hand, you cling to Chris and refuse to let go.”
“I can actually understand you. You are an orphan. The Valence family could provide you with a wealthy life, and for that, I understand why you are unwilling to let go.”
“But, Hope, as a woman, you should maintain some dignity.”
She crossed her arms and chuckled. “Stop clinging to him all the time; it’s embarrassing if it gets out.”
I frowned and said, “We’ve met before; why are you still introducing yourself?”
Evelyn paused, snorted, and walked over.
“Don’t think that because you have Bentley backing you up, I can’t do anything to you. Isn’t it just waiting for his 80th birthday to pass? I’ll see what excuse you have then not to let go.”
“Are you finished speaking?”
“What?”
“If you are done, leave.”
I pointed in the direction of the office door.
She threatened, “Don’t rush me to leave. Don’t you want to participate in the design competition of MS Group anymore?”
“There are only two spots in total. Are you so kind?”
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“Of course.”
She raised her chin as if offering a gift. “One for me, another is for you, how about that?”
I thought she was lying to me.
Evelyn waved outside, and her assistant brought in a document.
Evelyn handed it to me and said, “Here are the requirements for the MS Group design competition this time. Take at look. The deadline is next Friday, so make sure to send me the design draft via email by Wednesday.”
I took over to read. “Doesn’t it state here that once the document is signed with the company’s name, it should be promptly forwarded to MS Group via email?”
I was not at ease about sending my contest entry to her.
We might have already stood on opposite sides, which led me to be naturally cautious of her.
Evelyn blinked, then smiled with a hint of scorn, ‘Didn’t you think that I would stoop to copying your design, did you? How absurd. Have you ever heard of someone only copying those below their skill level? The director copying the deputy director, that’s quite the imagination you have!”
“Okay, you want to post directly in the MS Group, go ahead; it’s up to you,” she said.
“Please leave then,” I reiterated.
Evelyn didn’t move, staring at me intently. “Aren’t you curious about whose child is in my belly?”
“Could it possibly be mine?” I retorted sarcastically.
“What are you talking about?”
“Since the child is not mine, why am I curious.”
“Is it mine?“.
“The child is Chris’s. I am carrying his child, the culmination of our love of over a decade.”
She was quite proud with her slender fingers occasionally touching her pregnant belly.
“Okay, I got it.”
“What’s with that attitude?”
I
“What attitude should I have towards an illegitimate child?”
I tossed the file onto the desk, gazing at her with bewilderment, and remarked. “Which prestigious family hasn’t had few illegitimate children? It’s quite normal.”
She said angrily, “Illegitimate child? Are you saying that the child between Chris and me is illegitimate? Hope, what I
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carry in my belly is the eldest grandchild of the Valence family. You better watch your words; once I marry into the Valence family, I can kill you easily.”
I suggested to her, “If you don’t want your child to be an illegitimate child, then go find Christopher and hurry up with the divorce, understand?”
“Don’t make a scene here. If you cause a miscarriage, you’ll lose another bargaining chip to marry into the Valence family.”
“Take your director out.” Finally, I briefed her assistant.
Evelyn was very angry, but she probably also thought that what I said made sense, and then she just left like that.
And my suggestions were particularly helpful.
As for how I knew, in the afternoon, I received a call from Christopher.
“What did you say that irritated her?” he interrogated me over the phone.
I stopped my work and said, “I didn’t say anything. It’s just that she pushed me for the divorce, and I told her to call
you.”
He asked coldly, “Didn’t you tell her to go die?”
She’s quite adept at slandering others.
I was not surprised that Evelyn did this. Changing a tone, I said, “I only said that because I was pushed to the limit. She called me a whore, blamed me for the death of my parents, and accused me of being involved with her men, saying she wanted someone to kill me.”
After that, I recalled what Evelyn had said before.
Well, I don’t think I was making baseless accusations, was I?
Compared to her groundless accusations, I just slightly embellished it. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
Christopher fell silent for a moment, then coldly said, “Did she really insult you like that?”
I said, “Don’t you know her?”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then he reluctantly said, “She was spoiled by my dad and Valence since she was little. Don’t keep that in mind.”
I replied, “Okay.”
The man was hypocritical. He first scolded me because of Evelyn’s words, and then he told me not to keep that in mind
Why didn’t he say this to Evelyn?
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Elissa heard about this incident and was so angry that she kept cursing while lying in the hospital bed.
“Those two are both nuts! They were really disgusting!”
“You were sick; how could you still have the energy to curse at people?”
1 passed her a glass of water.
After getting off work in the evening, I received a call from her. She had food poisoning and was taken to the hospital.
When I arrived, she was lying alone on the hospital bed receiving intravenous fluids, looking particularly pitiful. The condition was that there were no milk and fruits brought by various fellow patients on the bedside table.
People with good looks were popular everywhere
Elissa glared at me and said, “You heartless person. I’m angry on your behalf.”
“I wasn’t actually angry.”
Over these days, I have gotten used to it.
Elissa peeled an orange and was about to put it in her mouth when I snatched it away, saying, “The doctor instructed that you can’t eat anything raw or cold.”
Her gaze fixed on me as I consumed the orange, and her eyes widened. She inquired in a soft hum, “Whose child does Evelyn bear?”
“Not Christophers.”
What he said in the car didn’t sound like a lie..
If Evelyn were truly pregnant with a child of the Valence family, she wouldn’t just be causing trouble with me. She would stir things up within the Valence family, or at least with Charlie.
Given Charlie’s level of affection for her, he would fight for her recognition even if it angered Bentley.
I had heard that Charlie only liked his stepdaughter, who was not related to him by blood.
Compared to Evelyn, Christopher seemed more like an orphan, with an uncaring father and no motherly love.
“That’s fine.”
Elissa laid back on the hospital bed, clutching her stomach. “No matter how much Christopher likes her, he wouldnt end up being a father figure to someone else’s child.”
However, Elissa didn’t expect Christopher to do tha