I initially thought I would decline Christopher’s request, but it turned out that I accepted it without hesitation when I saw the anticipation in Christopher’s eyes. At that moment, I forgot who I was and only had one thought in mind—I would agree to it no matter what he said.
When Lucas saw me out, Christopher kept hugging me and glaring at him. A moment later, he said with a long face, “You don’t have to see her out, for I’ll take good care of my wife.”
Lucas felt a little awkward upon hearing Christopher’s direct remark. After all, Lucas was gentle and always spoke tactfully. Hence, I kicked Christopher gently and flashed Lucas an apologetic smile.
“Thank you for taking care of me all this time. It’s my honor to have you as my friend.”
“I hope I can hear it from you again when I meet you next time. Anyway, cherish your time,” Lucas said.
“Of course!” I would be delighted if I still had the chance to meet Lucas again.
We flew first-class and returned to Avenport in a few hours. Once I got off the plane, I recalled the despair I had when I left this place.
My feelings now were different, yet I was still someone who was about to die. However, I wasn’t afraid, for Christopher was always with me.
Once we got home, Christopher carried me to the couch and helped me wash up as though I was crippled. When it was about time to have medicine, I took out the pills from my bag.
I hesitated, for I would feel uncomfortable every time I had the pills. Although the doctor explained that it was alright, I didn’t want to cough up blood before Christopher.
“What do you prefer having for lunch?” Christopher sat beside me and asked.
“How about eating out? I want to eat something simple but delicious,” I blinked and replied smilingly.
After a while, Mary heaved a sigh and patted my hand. “We’re aware of your relationship with Mr. Smith and also heard that you got a divorce. If a man doesn’t love a woman anymore, she should get a divorce to ease the pain. Besides, Chris is a good man.”
I smiled at Mary gratefully and replied, “Thank you. Even though I’ve divorced Lyle, I hope it won’t affect your collaboration with the Smith family. After all, the family is still influential, especially since Sharon is in charge.”
However, I could feel the reluctance in Mary’s gaze. She probably wanted to ask me if the Lane family knew about it but held her tongue.
“Yvonne!” Suddenly, I heard Lyle’s voice from behind.
Speak of the devil. I turned around and confirmed that it was Lyle.
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