Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 4 Shame on You

Chapter 4 Shame on You

Since yesterday, Anastasia had undergone a complete transformation. With a scornful expression, she

faced Christian's angry gaze and threw the resignation letter and divorce agreement that she had

prepared a long time ago in his face.

"Christian, shame on you! You manipulated public opinion and bought over so many social media to

slander me. You seriously think I will forget that?! Don't expect me to have any respect for you. You

disgust me!"

She smirked coldly, took a step forward, and approached Christian without fear. As she looked into his

sharp eyes, Anastasia was unfazed.

Grabbing Christian by the collar, she pulled him towards her with force. While his handsome face was

getting closer, her voice remained icy and threatening.

"Mr. Patterson, you know perfectly well how capable I am at my job. If you don't want to embarrass

yourself, sign the agreement and have a peaceful divorce with me. Otherwise, I will sue for divorce and

expose all the scandals of the Patterson Group to the public." NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

After finishing her speech, Anastasia gave them a cold glance, released her grip in disgust, and walked

away. And she felt surprisingly relieved after that.

Christian stared at her retreating figure with deep, furrowed brows. His expression turned cold and

complicated.

Earlier, when she grabbed his collar, it felt as if she had also grasped his heart tightly. His heart raced

wildly, making him feel somewhat anxious.

He didn't have any affection for Anastasia, but he was satisfied with her.

After marrying her, Christian’s life had been worry-free because she was obedient and didn't cause any

trouble. Also, she had been even more helpful than he had expected.

And Christian had never seen this side of Anastasia before.

Angry, clear-headed, rational, and indifferent, she seemed like a little beast that had been pretending to

be a mellow sheep. And she finally revealed her true nature when being threatened.

An indescribable strange feeling surged within Christian's heart, and he couldn't control it. The calm

and indifferent gaze she had just shown replayed in his mind.

He felt incredibly restless, dying to know why Anastasia would assume that he slandered her by bribing

the media on purpose.

And what he did know was that he realized that he didn't actually want a divorce.

Beatrice cautiously sobbed, reaching out to hold his arm. She said, "Christian, should I find an

opportunity to explain the whole thing to Ms. Graves?"

Christian evaded her touch, pressed his lips together tightly, and gazed at her slightly swollen face.

"No need. Don't blame her."

Beatrice's face turned pale, and she weakly smiled, understandingly. "Of course, I won't."

Meanwhile, a trace of wariness flickered in Beatrice's heart. She wanted to know if Christian still cared

about Anastasia.

As soon as Anastasia left, her colleagues surrounded her, expressing their sympathy.

"Anastasia, you're Mrs. Patterson. You've sacrificed so much. Are you really going to step aside for the

other woman?"

"That's right. According to what Brian said, they plan to assign that bitch to the secretary's office. Are

they trying to push you out?"

"Mr. Patterson must be blind. In terms of ability and beauty, that woman is nothing compare to you!"

Anastasia smiled reassuringly. At this point, she had nothing to worry about.

"Don't worry about me. I would be insane if I didn't give up on this marriage. DOn’t you think?"

With that, she displayed a nonchalant smile.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Patterson might take out his anger on you because of me. If you ever want to

leave the company, you can come to me anytime."

After working with them for three years, Anastasia had developed a strong bond with her colleagues.

If Christian fired them because of her, Anastasia wouldn't mind recommending them to the Graves

Group.

Even if Christian banned any of them in the industry, she could handle the consequences.

After saying her goodbyes, Anastasia left the office with her belongings.

Later on, Christian sent someone to investigate the incident of slander against Anastasia.

Soon, Brian had the results, and the PR manager came to report on the incident.

"You ordered us not to involve Mr. Charlie in the rumors, especially about his background, so... We had

to expose Mrs. Patterson's past to divert attention."

Christian's face turned serious. "What past?"

"It's... about her indiscreet personal life before marriage. She had multiple abortions and was unable to

conceive."

Upon hearing this, Christian slammed his cup to the ground. His face immediately darkened, and he

looked at the manager coldly.

"Who told you that?"

He was furious.

Christian knew what kind of person Anastasia was. She was still a virgin when she married him. So, the

rumors couldn’t possibly be true.

The office fell silent.

The PR manager wiped his sweat when explaining, "Someone sent us the news about Mrs. Patterson

anonymously, and Ms. Cohen also asked us to protect Mr. Charlie at all costs..."

At that moment, sensing Christian's anger, the manager didn't dare to hide anything.

Christian's eyes instantly darkened, and his face turned cold and angry.

"Go back and pack your things. You're fired."

The PR manager begged for mercy, but it was in vain. He was eventually dragged out by security

guards.

Christian had been careless this time.

The strange feeling in his heart for Anastasia grew stronger, and he couldn't shake it off.

For several days, Anastasia ignored any calls from the company.

A week later, she got a call from the hospital, reminding her to go for a pregnancy check-up.

Only then did Anastasia remember that she was pregnant.

If it were the old Anastasia, she would have been happy to have an unbreakable connection with

Christian in this world now that she had his child.

But at this moment, Anastasia couldn't bring herself to be cheerful.

Christian had another child outside of their marriage, so what did her child mean to him?

It felt like God was playing a trick on her by giving her a baby unexpectedly.

And Anastasia knew she had decide whether to keep the child or not.

Later on, she went to the hospital alone without telling anyone.

In the ward, the doctor examined her. Seemingly sensing her hesitation, he gently told her, "The fetus

is very healthy. If you don't want it, you need to make a decision soon."

Anastasia hesitated and smiled weakly. "Thank you. I'll think it over."

She then stood up and left.

Lost in thought, she walked to the gate. Her figure was slender, and her head was slightly lowered. She

appeared gentle but lonely.

While Anastasia was still in a daze, a child suddenly bumped into her leg out of nowhere and fell to the

ground. The next second, he clutched his forehead and cried in distress.

Anastasia was about to bend down to help him up when she froze at the sight of the child's face.

Then she heard Beatrice's anxious and worried voice nearby, "Charlie!"

Beatrice quickly ran over, glanced at Anastasia, hugged Charlie in her arms, and cried.

She acted like Anastasia had hurt her son.

The crying of the mother and son soon caught the attention of many people.

The next moment, Christian also ran over from the side with his sleeves rolled up, his aura cold and

stern.

The scene made his face turn livid instantly, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Anastasia.With tears

streaming down her face, Beatrice pleaded, "Ms. Graves, I’m sorry, but please don't harm Charlie. He's

just a two-year-old child. Please let him go!"

Anastasia watched this scene in disbelief and couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

Was Beatrice some kind of drama queen?

Dealing with Beatrice's tricks was becoming tiresome, and she found them incredibly dull.

Christian held Charlie in his arms, comforting him silently with a tender and loving gaze.

When he looked at Anastasia, his eyes were sharp, and he frowned slightly.

"Why are you here? Are you following us?" He questioned angrily.

Anastasia's heart skipped a beat, her mood worsened.

She scoffed lightly, "What makes you think I would follow you? You think too highly of yourselves."

Gradually, Charlie stopped crying in Christian's arms. He relied more on his father.

Watching this, Anastasia only felt irritated. When she thought of the purpose of her visit, she became

even more annoyed.

It felt as if her airway was blocked, making it difficult to breathe.

The struggle to breathe even caused a slight pain in her lower abdomen, as if something had fallen.

Softly, Beatrice said, "Charlie had a fever. Christian and I brought him to see a doctor, but to our

surprise, he went missing when we turned around. Ms. Graves, I didn't expect to find you here. What

are you doing?"

She seemed to accuse Anastasia of taking Charlie away.