All of a sudden, she felt sothing collapsing in her heart.
Embarrassnt and sha surrounded her. She could not breathe for a mont.
Her intention was to give him a gift, and she was suffering from debts because of this.
Yet, he spoke with such disdain.
This was the most painful experience she would ever feel in her heart.
How could he say it so easily?
She closed her eyes in pain.
"Yes, I borrowed money from others, and then return it to them frugally. I pretended to be rich knowing that I couldn’t afford it."
She suddenly turned around, and the coldness in her eyes was sothing he had never seen before.
Christopher was stunned.
It was only at that mont that he realized that he was hurting her while he just rely wanted to know the reason behind it.
"Janice..."
Christopher panicked, "I..."
"But I’ve done so much. Do you know why?" Janice interrupted.
For a mont, Christopher did not know what to say.
Janice knew that he would think that all the things she had done were useless, she smiled bitterly, "I just want to prove that I’m qualified to be your wife."
"Who tells you’re not qualified?" Christopher frowned.
Who was it?
Denise Kelshore?
Or was it Nathan Bateman?
Or perhaps it was Sophie Valen?
She did not know, nor could she explain it clearly. Perhaps it was herself.
No matter who it was, it was no longer important.
She smiled in self-mockery, "It’s . I think I’m not qualified."
There was sothing that you knew in your heart, but you would never speak it out.
Because once it was spoken, it could no longer be concealed.
It was as if the beautiful clothes that she was wearing had been pierced through.
She finally could not convince herself to continue facing him, she then covered her mouth and ran towards the door.
Seeing this, Christopher hurried to catch up, but he was caught off guard bumping into the salesgirls, who were carrying a pile of clothing bags.
In an instant, the clothing bags scattered all over the ground.
The salesgirl was also knocked to the ground and was about to cry when she saw the pile of luxury goods on the ground.
"I’m sorry, Sir... I didn’t an to."
Christopher frowned and threw them a business card, "Contact the people above."
As he spoke, he rushed out.
However, by the ti he chased after Janice, she was nowhere to be seen.
Christopher stood at the entrance of the mall, looking at the traffic, and finally kicked the ground angrily.
At this ti, the phone suddenly rang and he picked it up.
"Christopher..."
Grandpa’s voice ca through the phone. Before he could finish, Christopher hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I still have sothing to do. I’ll call you later."
Just as he was about to hang up, Old Mr. Allson stopped him.
"You little brat, don’t you even have the ti to speak? Are you the President?"
Christopher felt a little annoyed, but he could not lose his temper, so he could only suppress his anger and say, "Just say it if you have sothing to say."
As he spoke, he walked towards his car.
Old Mr. Allson replied, "Janice... has she been doing well lately?"
Old Mr. Allson stamred as he asked this question.
Christopher frowned, "Pretty good."
"Pretty good? Did she feel uncomfortable, such as vomiting and nauseating?"
Christopher was already in the car. Just when he fastened his seat belt, he heard this question from his grandpa. He frowned and thought, "What the hell is he thinking? Shouldn’t he be hoping for sothing good?"
"Grandpa, I’m hanging up."
As he spoke, he hung up the phone and drove away.
...
Old Mr. Allson frowned as he listened to the beep tone from the call, "How dare this brat hang up on ?"
Nanny Daisy could not bear to watch any longer, "Old master, how would young master understand if you don’t ntion it directly?"
"How could he not understand as a man who’s almost turning thirty? When I was at his age, I had been planning to give birth on the second child."
As Old Mr. Allson finished speaking, he felt a little uncomfortable when he t Nanny Daisy’s disdainful eyes, "Although I did not succeed in giving birth on the second child, he is still not in a hurry when he does not even have a child now."
Old Mr. Allson humd and said.
Nanny Daisy thought, "You’d better appreciate that the young people are still willing to get married now."
"Then what’s the point of rushing Mr. Bateman? It does not only depend on him," Nanny Daisy muttered.
These words reminded Old Mr. Allson and he said, "That’s right. It’s not enough to only feed Christopher the dicine. Janice has to drink them together."
Thinking of this, he picked up his phone and called Janice.
At this ti, Janice was aimlessly walking with red-rimd eyes on an unfamiliar road.
She had never felt so humiliated before.
She did not even feel it even when Nathan said that she was not worthy of Christopher.
At that ti, she felt confident in herself.
However, when she knew that the work she was proud of was also supported by him, she doubted herself from the bottom of her heart.
But even so, she did not want to give up.
But why did he have to say it out loud?
If he did not speak out, she could continue to deceive herself.
But once it was exposed, there was no way to continue the disguise.
How was she supposed to face him in the future?
The more Janice thought about it, she felt even more uncomfortable. She could not stop her tears from falling, and her appearance got the attention of passersby on the road.
It would be bad if soone recognized her as she knew that she was a public figure. She hurriedly wiped away her tears and her phone suddenly rang. It was calling from Christopher.
She looked at the flashing number and finally hung up.
She still did not want to answer his phone at the mont. How could he expose her scars so bluntly?
What she did not know was that Christopher, on the other side was anxious because of her hanging up.
Since she did not want to answer his phone, he had to find another way.
As a result, a barrage of Line ssages ca in.
Janice knew that the continuous ring from the phone was from Christopher, but she did not click on it and just let the phone ring.
Finally, the ring stopped for a mont.
However, she was not used to it when the phone was quiet.
Although she was angry with Christopher, she still hoped that he would give her his attention.
However, the phone suddenly quieted down, as if he had already given up on her.
She was panicked.
However, she was unwilling to call him.
Just as she was feeling conflicted, her phone rang again. This ti, she picked it up imdiately.
"Hello..."
"Janice?"
She felt a little disappointed when she heard Old Mr. Allson’s voice ca through the phone. However, she sorted out her emotions quickly and said, "Grandpa."
Old Mr. Allson did not notice anything unusual, he was just thinking about the ways to trick her into coming here.
After all, his granddaughter-in-law was different now. She might be busy participating in several programs.
...
He thought for a mont and said, "Janice, I’m fine. I saw you ntioned that there was a dessert shop that tasted delicious on the food program two days ago, so I wanted to ask you for the address."
Hearing Old Mr. Allson’s words, Janice paused for a mont and said, "Well, Grandpa, I happen to be nearby. I’ll buy it and send it to you."
Old Mr. Allson was amused when he heard of this.
"That’s good. Grandpa will wait for you at ho."
After Old Mr. Allson hung up, he humd a happy tune.
Nanny Daisy stood on the side sullenly.
"Old master, you can ask David to inquire about it if you want to eat it. Why do you have to ask young madam?"
Old Mr. Allson snorted, "What do you know? Do you really think I want to eat it that badly?"
Old Mr. Allson shot her a look of incomprehension.
Nanny Daisy was speechless.
"Why are you still standing here? Didn’t you hear that my granddaughter-in-law is coming? Hurry up and prepare sothing to eat," Old Mr. Allson said.
"Got it,"
Nanny Daisy twitched her mouth and left.
Old Mr. Allson continued humming his tune happily.
Soon, Janice arrived here with the dessert box.
Although she was in a bad mood, she still had to do with Old Mr. Allson’s request.
After all, she liked this elder.
She walked over with the dessert box.
"Grandpa."
Old Mr. Allson was already waiting there. When he saw her coming, he quickly patted the seat next to him and said, "Co here quickly."
Janice raised the dessert box in her hand, "I’ll go to the kitchen first to get this ready."
"Leave this to Nanny Daisy," Old Mr. Allson said.
Nanny Daisy, who was standing on the side hurriedly went up to take over the dessert box.
Janice then walked over and sat down. "Grandpa, I didn’t expect you to like desserts."
Old Mr. Allson chuckled sheepishly, "Just occasionally. By the way, will it affect your work for you to co here?"
"No, I’ve already finished my work today, " said Janice.
"That’s good, then stay with . You haven’t co back for a long ti."
Hearing Old Mr. Allson’s words, Janice felt a little guilty. After all, she had said that she would co here often before.
She said, "Grandpa, I’m sorry. I’ve been a little busy recently, so..."
"It’s okay. It’s understandable for young people these days. Grandpa can still see you on the TV, it’s the sa."
Old Mr. Allson’s words ward Janice’s heart, her gloomy mood was getting better.
"Thank you, Grandpa,"
she expressed her gratitude from the bottom of her heart.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Grandpa, let open the door," just as she was about to go, Old Mr. Allson stopped her.
"Let’s eat, Nanny Daisy will go."
After Nanny Daisy ca over with two desserts and placed them on the tea table, she walked towards the door.
Only then did Janice return to her seat.
After Old Mr. Allson asked her to have the desserts, she put all her attention on them.
The two of them chatted while eating.
Nanny Daisy returned with a serious expression, "Old master, Mr. Bateman is here."
Hearing this, Old Mr. Allson’s face darkened imdiately.
"What is he doing here?"
On another side, Janice saw the changes on Old Mr. Allson’s expression clearly. She could not help wondering who was the Mr. Bateman that Nanny Daisy ntioned.
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