When Left
CHAPTER 117

Chapter 117:Will You Be My Girlfriend?

Chapter 117 Will You Be My Girlfriend?

It was Kimberly.

Kimberly stood in the pool of blood, wearing white ankle boots, Secing me stop and close the door, she slowly. withdrew her hand and crossed her arms over her chest. “Hope Royston, I advise you to back off and stop entangling with Christopher.”

She found my address so quickly,

I frowned. “You and Evelyn Valence are both mentally ill. You’d better go to the hospital or replace Christopher, and stop

bothering me.”

Kimberly glanced inside the house and sneered, “Stop pretending! I did some digging. If you hadn’t married Christopher, you, an orphan with no money, could never afford a house like this.”

Kimberly’s face was full of the arrogance that only the wealthy possess.

I lost my patience and said coldly, “And you? If you hadn’t been lucky enough to be adopted by the Harris family, you wouldn’t be standing here, arrogantly interfering in someone else’s marriage.

I could hit where it hurt too.

If Kimberly wanted to offend me, I would fight back.

She shouted, “Hope Royston!”

Kimberly’s noble expression turned vicious. She raised her hand to slap me, but I pushed her away. Staring at her foot, which almost stepped into my house, I said with disgust, “Don’t dirty my place.”

Kimberly gritted her teeth in anger, glaring at me. “Just you wait. Since you won’t listen to reason, I won’t be polite

anymore!”

I smirked and retorted, “You call splashing blood on someone’s door polite? Ms. Harris, I really can’t afford your kind of politeness.”

Kimberly said, “You just refuse to leave the Valence family, don’t you!”

“Do you think, with Christopher’s power, if he really wanted a divorce, I could–refuse? I truly didn’t understand why everyone kept bothering me, instead of Christopher; after all, it was he who wouldn’t divorce.

Turned out they were all afraid of Christopher and only dared to trouble me.

Kimberly was momentarily speechless, and then she laughed. “Fine, as long as you understand. The Valence Group’s current predicament can be most easily solved by an alliance with the Harris family. When he asks for a divorce, don’t you dare cling on.”

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I smiled and sincerely wished her well. “Don’t worry. Then let me congratulate you in advance. May you have a long and happy marriage and lots of kids.”

With that, I was about to close the door.

To my surprise, even after I conceded, Kimberly remained unsatisfied and called after me, gritting her teeth arrogantly. “Hope Royston! Do you think I can’t deal with you? Sure, this is Jacquar, not like Maple Valley where I can do whatever I want, but dealing with you is still a piece of cake!”

I found it absurd and looked at Kimberly coldly. “Are you on your period?”

I had already agreed, so what was Kimberly still venting about?

Kimberly was stunned for a moment, then realized what I meant and glared at me. “Do you know the status of the Harris family? If I really wanted to deal with you, even Christopher couldn’t protect you.”

“Ms. Hamis!” Suddenly, a voice came from the direction of the elevator. I looked over and saw Cecil striding toward us, dressed in a dark gray suit.

I suddenly remembered that Cecil had mentioned he would bring me a gift.

After the hassle at the hospital this afternoon, I had completely forgotten.

Kimberly looked at Cecil, somewhat surprised. “What are you doing here?”

Cecil’s expression remained calm, his gaze fixed on Kimberly. “I came to bring something to Hope. And you, why are you here?”

His voice was as usual, but Kimberly seemed a bit afraid of Cecil.

The arrogance on her face completely vanished, and she pouted, speaking in a coquettish tone. “Cecil, why are you looking at me like that? I just came to have a word with Ms. Royston. Is that not allowed?”

Cecil raised an eyebrow. “And have you finished talking?”

“Yes, I have,” Kimberly answered guiltily. Seeing Cecil’s expressionless face, she suddenly got angry and huffed, “You’re just as mean as Jerry Hammer, both bullying me! Just wait until my parents come in a few days, then we’ll see if I’m still afraid of you!”

With that, Kimberly stomped off in her high heels, clearly furious, her footsteps loud.

Once Kimberly disappeared, Cecil looked at the bloody mess at my doorstep, took out his phone, and called a cleaning service to arrange for someone to come and clean up.

Then he looked at me with a hint of helplessness. “Did she scare you?”

“To be honest, a little at first.” I smiled, stepped aside to let Cecil in, and took out a pair of house slippers from the shoe cabinet, asking, “Have you eaten? I made some food and was about to make some Thai Tom Yum soup. Want to join me for a meal?”

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“Looks like I came at the right time, Cecil teased, then gently reminded me, “The current head of the Harris family is Kimberly Harris’s father. She’s been strutting around Maple Valley like she owns the place. Don’t go head–to–head with her; it’s not worth the trouble.”

After washing my hands, I poured Cecil a glass of water. “What about her family? Don’t they rein her in?”

Arent families like that supposed to care a lot about their reputation?

Cecil chuckled as he took the glass. “If she wanted the moon, her mother would replace a way to get it for her. So, what do

you think?

I understood.

Not only did her family not control Kimberly, but they also backed her up..

I suddenly remembered my babyhood. It seemed that no matter what I wanted, my parents would unconditionally

satisfy me and spoil me.

So, I was also pampered as a baby.

But my parents passed away too early, and I wasn’t as lucky as Kimberly.

Seeing me heading toward the kitchen, Cecil rolled up his sleeves neatly. “I’ll do it. Women should avoid too much exposure to cooking fumes; it’s bad for the skin.”

I said, “It’s okay.”

I felt embarrassed. It’s not polite to let a guest cook.

Moreover, I had forgotten Cecil was coming, so the food I prepared wasn’t that lavish..

Cecil looked at me. “No need to be polite with me.”

I gave a helpless smile. “Alright, I’ve prepped most of the ingredients. The rest is up to you.”

“That’s right. Go sit on the couch and wait for dinner.” Cecil smiled warmly and walked into the kitchen.

Soon, delicious aromas wafted out.

After dinner, Cecil didn’t let me clean up the dishes, embodying the image of a perfect husband.

Leaning against the door frame, I watched Cecil washing the dishes under the light and couldn’t help but tease, “Does the girl you like have a husband as good as you? Talented at work, mild–tempered, and a great cook.”

Cecil paused slightly, then smiled faintly. “Am I that good?”

koffer than you.”

“Yes.“I nodded earnestly. “Among all the men I know, I don’t think I could replace anyone better than you.”

That’s the truth.

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“Then would you be my girlfriend?”