Can't Resist the Billionaire

Chapter 23 Chase home and pester

My parents were honest people and they valued the reputation most. He knew that. If I fall out with him,

he will spread the bad behaviors between me and Vincent to my parents. By then, even if I had ten

mouths, I can't explain it clearly!

When I stood up to eat, I was also muddleheaded. Christopher saw that I wasn't in the mood, so he

asked me if I was feeling unwell. In fact, I had nothing wrong with my body. It was just that I was feeling

sad and stifled. Everyone said that sorrow wasn't greater than the death of one's heart. Perhaps, the

feelings I had for Christopher were the same.

During dinner, Christopher first apologized to me on behalf of Naomi. Then, he brought up the topic of

finding an internship for her. He tried to find out if Vincent's company had any suitable positions. If there

was, he could help.

I sneered and deliberately asked Christopher. "Of course I have a job, but it's not good if I ask. Isn't

Vincent your best friend? Your sister is looking for a job. If you don't ask, let your wife ask, is there

something wrong?"

Christopher turned his face away awkwardly. He could tell that I was trying to humiliate him, so he put

on a saintly appearance and said. "I'm just put my heart on you! I knew you wouldn't do anything that

would hurt me!"

"I won't, but your good buddy may not be? You know, he's not a gentleman. If I contact with him for too

many times, won't you be jealous?"

"What kind of words did you say? Ah, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Have the meal first!"

Christopher knew that the more he said this, the more he couldn't ease the atmosphere. He quickly

ended the topic.

I didn't give up and took advantage of the meal to shake the shiny diamond ring on my left hand in front

of Christopher. At that time, the sun was shining on the surface of the ring, shining brightly. I didn't

believe Christopher didn't see it.

I just wanted to know how he would react when he saw that I even changed the most basic diamond

ring. But to my disappointment, his hand holding the bowl paused for a moment when the diamond ring

shook. Then he continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

I laughed bitterly, a little disappointed. Suddenly, I felt the house become oppressive and depressing.

This was no longer a paradise that I was familiar with, but more like a hell that bound me.

He didn’t care about me at all, didn’t he? He was willing to act in front of me mainly because of Vincent,

who was willing to spend his money!

Christopher, what exactly was I in your heart?

Or, was I nothing anymore?

"I'll go back to my hometown this afternoon!" I said calmly to Christopher during the meal time.

However, my tone was firm and I had no intention of discussing this matter with him.

Christopher was stunned. He looked up at me. "Why do you suddenly want to go home? Do you want

me to go with you?"

"There's no need for that. I'll go back myself!" Even though Christopher was only saying polite words, I

still rejected him with a face full of nervousness.

Although her parents knew that Christopher was my boyfriend. They didn't know that the two of us had

secretly gotten the marriage certificate. They thought that my identity card was stolen, so they had

secretly gotten the marriage certificate as well.

After I got the marriage certificate, Christopher's family was unwilling to acknowledge me as their

daughter-in-law. That was why our wedding had never been held. My parents were so traditional

people. If they knew that I was treated like this by my parents-in-law, they would definitely die of anger.

Thus, I had been waiting for Christopher to give me a legitimate wedding and then tell my parents the

news of our marriage.

But now I suddenly felt that there was no point for holding such a marriage.

How long could a nominal marriage last even if a wedding was held again?

Christopher didn't intend to go back with me at all. When he saw me say this, he felt a sense of relief.

"Alright then, I happen to have something to take care of today. So I won't accompany you back home

to see your parents. When you go back, if you have any problems, remember to call me!"

"Alright!" Christopher superficially requested but was indifferent inside. To think that I could calmly

accept it as well. He happily returned the favor with a smile.

Going home didn’t mean anything. I just wanted to calm myself down for a few days to ease my

thoughts. Thought about what I should do next!"

In the afternoon, Christopher said that he would send me to the train station, but I resolutely refused. I

took a taxi to the train station, bought a ticket, and got on the train. Only when the train completely

started did I dare to turn on my phone. Then I sent a text message to Vincent: I'll go home and stay for

a few days, don't disturb!

The reason why I sent him a text message was that I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find me and

would go straight to Christopher. Before I had even decided whether I should break up with

Christopher. I didn't want him to tell others that Christopher had betrayed me.

As soon as I sent the text message, Vincent called me. I was afraid that he would call me. I was so

scared that I quickly turned off the phone.

My home located in a four-line city hundreds of miles away. After my phone was turned off, I closed my

eyes to rest. Probably because I was really tired, I slept directly at the train station of my home.

When the train arrived at the station, I looked up at the familiar place and then resolutely took my

luggage home.

Mom and dad didn't expect me to come back so suddenly. When they saw me at the door, they

seemed very happy, especially Mother. They kept asking me about the details and then Christopher.

In fact, my parents were still very optimistic about Christopher. However, because they were very strict

with me, they absolutely prohibited me from living together with Christopher before their wedding. This

time, my mother also asked this question and asked if I had done anything that Christopher shouldn't ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

do. I lowered my head a little awkwardly. In order not to make them sad, I told them that I had kept the

bottom line and had not done anything to him.

If they found out what I've done outside, I didn't know if my parents would kill me!

My father was an expert at cooking. Seeing that I finally came back, he intended to go out to buy shoes

and vegetables to relieve my stomach. However, as soon as he opened the door with the basket, I

heard him puzzled. "Hey?" He asked."Who are you? What's the matter?"

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw that Vincent had appeared at the door of my house. He

did not immediately answer my father's question, but looked into the room. Seeing that I was sitting in

his living room, he smiled politely and said hello to my father. "Nice to meet you, uncle!"