when she left he went crazy (Hope and Christopher)
CHAPTER 95

When she left, He went crazy

Chapter 95 I Can Be a Mistress

Grandpa Valence said on the day he passed away that Christopher would know sooner or later, he couldn't hide it for a lifetime.

It was better to know that night than not.

So that Christopher wouldn't continue to be deceived by Brenda and Evelyn.

However, what caught me off guard was Barry's puzzled voice on the phone. "Mrs. Valence, where did you hear about

this?"

1 almost blacked out at the thought of Christopher's icy gaze!

"Grandpa Valence said so."

I even began to doubt

1 even began to doubt if I had remembered something wrong, but quickly confirmed that I hadn't.

I tried to remind him and said, Barry, don

you remember? It was in Grandpa Valence's study, and he even took out..."

"You must be mistaken," Barry abruptly interrupted her!

I was dumbfounded, incredulously saying, "How could I have remembered such a big thing wrong?"

"Hope Royston!"

Evelyn, who had been somewhat nervous, suddenly sneered, "Are you trying to bribe Barry to testify for you? Unfortunately, he is Grandpa Valence's most trusted person and wouldn't work with you! Give up on that idea!"

"Barry..."

I persisted, wanting to confirm with Barry again, but Christopher snatched the phone away, walked outside with a

fierce expression, and seemed to be questioning Barry.

When he returned, the brewing storm in his eyes seemed ready to engulf me, his voice cold and stern. "Do you have anything else to say?" "Christopher"

Brenda, with an elder's indulgence, said, 'Ms. Royston may just be unhappy with your favoritism toward Evelyn, hence fabricating these things to drive a wedge between you and us. It's normal after all, don't be too angry."

Seeing Brenda's calm demeanor, I knew I had walked into a trap.

Failed in the worst possible place.

I squeezed my hand, only looking at Christopher. "Whether you believe it or not, what I just said is true."

"Enough!"

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Christopher shouted, "You've caused enough trouble, don't you think?"

Rather than believe what I said, Christopher seemed more inclined to think of her as a malicious troublemaker.

I smiled with a hint of bitterness, "So, you don't trust me at all, do you?"

Brenda moaned. "I feel terrible."

Brenda suddenly struggled to breathe and then passed out the next second.

Evelyn, acting even more convincingly, burst into tears instantly. "Christopher, do you want her to anger my mother to

death?"

Christopher's gaze turned cold and sharp, his voice squeezed out through gritted teeth. "Get out!"

His gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into my heart.

I was stunned for a moment, then Christopher softly command. "Hope Royston, I'm telling you to leave!"

My mind went blank for a moment. I realized that Christopher wasn't yelling at someone else, but at me. Compared to Brenda, who had been in a vegetative state for years for his sake, what was I?

Leaving the hospital, I tore the file bag my held into shreds.

Christopher didn't believe.

Christopher didn't believe anything.

No matter how much evidence I prepared was useless.

What surprised me even more was Barry.

Driving home in a turmoil of emotions, I parked my car and saw a Bentley parked not far away.

It was the one Grandpa Valence used most frequently before.

As I got out of the car, I saw Barry getting out of the Grandpa Valence, looking at me with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Valence, I had no choice but to do that on the phone." "Why?"

I was so exhausted and unable to summon any anger.

I just wanted to know the reason.

Barry's face was grave. "I just went to Christopher's private psychiatrist, and he said Christopher has started therapy again recently." "Recently?"

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I was slightly taken aback, and Barry continued, "It was after he found out about your miscarriage."

Suddenly, I couldn't decide if Christopher was despicable or pitiful.

"So, are you afraid that the truth about his mother's death will upset him again?"

"Yes."

Barry nodded. "The psychiatrist suggested taking it slow, waiting for Mr. Valence to improve a bit.".

Okay.

I replied softly, unable to muster any other emotions.

If it weren't for Grandpa Valence's dying instructions, I wouldn't have cared about the Valence family's affairs.

But returning home, thinking about Christopher's ordeal, a hint of pity arose in my once again.

However, when I remembered how Christopher had yelled at me in the hospital room, that fleeting pity vanished.

I suddenly felt a bit resentful towards myself, resentful that I always seemed incapable and clueless in my actions.

As I lay bored on the couch, Elissa suddenly arrived.

I opened the door. "Why didn't you just use your fingerprint to come in?"

"I didn't want to accidentally see something I shouldn't."

Elissa swayed her slender waist as she entered, kicked off her high heels, slipped into her own pair of slippers, and looked at me, said, "Why the bad mood?"

"Today, I was supposed to hit the nail on the head."

I tossed a bottle of juice to Elissa, then settled back into the sofa, chuckling self-deprecatingly. "But unexpectedly, I

ended up alerting the enemy."

"You are being too indirect."

Elissa unscrewed the bottle cap and gossiped. "I don't understand, can you be more direct?"

Today, Evelyn Valence's mother woke up."

I sighed. "I could have presented evidence that her mother killed Christopher's mother, and smoothly sent Evelyn Valence out of the country."

"But, it didn't work out."

As I spoke, she briefly recounted/the events to Elissa.

"It's bad. The young one who pretended to be innocent didn't leave, and an old one came in."

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Rolling her eyes, Elissa drank some juice and snorted. "But it's not surprising that Christopher doesn't believe you."

"Why?"

"When has he ever believed you?

Elissa's rhetorical question left me speechless.

It seemed like he never had.

I remained silent, and after a while, I belatedly sensed that Elissa's mood was also off today.

Normally, Elissa would have started cursing the Valence family upon hearing about this.

But today was different.

As I got up to look, I noticed Elissa's reddened eyes. "What happened, why are you crying?"

Elissa openly admitted. "Ivan Garcia is getting engaged."

"With a socialite heiress."

Elissa lay back on the sofa, letting the tears fall. "Hope, I don't want to like him anymore. I hate myself for ever liking

him."

"He told me that it doesn't matter if he gets married, he and his wife can do thing they like."

"In his mind, I can be a mistress. How ridiculous."

When she heard this, my heart clenched, I handed Elissa a tissue to wipe away her tears. "Yes, you don't like him. anymore, Elissa, so beautiful and smart, you won't just like one person."

"That's right!"

Elissa nodded heavily, took the tissue from me and wiped her tears haphazardly, then suddenly perked up. "Hope, come

with me for a drink."

"Okay."

After all, I was just idle now.

Elissa drove me to the bar she frequented.

As the night lights came on, the early winter streets exuded a melancholy air with a hint of warmth.

"Stop the car!"

As they neared the bar, passing by a five-star hotel, I suddenly spoke up.

Elissa slowed down, pulling over to the side of the road. "What's wrong?"

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"Those two people."

I stared at a man and a woman who were affectionate at the hotel entrance moments ago, now walking in arm in arm. "They look like my father-in-law and Evelyn Valence!"

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