Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 60

Everleigh's hand was injured. Therefore another doctor took over her position as the medical expert on set. Meanwhile, the hospital made a phone call to check on her, but that was it.

Everleigh wanted to ask Benedict about when she could return to work. However, she called twice, but no one picked up the phone call. Hence she gave up.

Three days later, Everleigh went to meet Christopher's friend to pick up the car. It was a relatively new brown BMW.

The car owner was in his thirties, and his name was Henric Holt. He was quite handsome, but he gave off the same aura as Christopher. Immediately, she could tell that Henric would be a bad influence.

Everleigh checked the car and went for a test drive. A few moments later, she realized that the car was in great shape. Hence she got out of the car and asked, "The car is great. Are you sure it's a used car? It looks brand new."

Henric was smoking as he patted the roof of the car. He replied, "Yeah, I don't drive it often. How's the car?"

"It's great. By the way, how should I pay you? I'll transfer the money now."

"It's okay. Christopher paid me, so you can just leave with it."

Before Everleigh could reply, Henric waved at her and concluded, "Well, goodbye."

Everleigh stood blankly by the car. Christopher paid for it?

On the way home, she dialed Christopher's number.

The phone was connected, and she heard Christopher's cheerful voice. "Did you get the car? Are you happy with it?"

"The car is great, but why did you pay for me? How much money did you pay him? I'll transfer it to you now."

"Nah, it's not an expensive car. Besides, Henric's my friend, so it's for free."

"Free? It looks like a brand new car, and I don't think he drove it. I checked the odometer, and it's less than a hundred kilometers."

"A hundred kilometers?" Christopher suddenly chuckled, "That's normal. Henric bought the car six months ago. He was supposed to give it to his girlfriend, but he broke up with her on Valentine's Day. I think this is probably the second time he drove it. You're fortunate. Henric hated the car, and he wanted to throw it away, so I didn't even have to pay him."

"That's not what you told me the other day."

"If I told you the truth, would you even go and get the car?"

So I should thank you?" Everleigh raised her voice.

Christopher replied calmly, "Yeah, of course."

"Urgh, you're so annoying. Come on, stop wasting my time and tell me how much the car was, and I'll pay you."

"Oh, stop it. What about the twins' tuition fees?"

Immediately, Everleigh tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

Christopher's voice came from the other end of the line. "You can pay me when you have the money. Besides, I don't need your money anyway. Well, just register the kids so that they can go to school. If you need my help or some money, just let me know."

"Seriously? Is your allowance even enough for you to hook up with girls? Besides, I saved up for the children's tuition fees."

"Okay, just let me know if you need anything. I'll probably go back next month."

"Okay, just tell me in advance, and I'll pick you up at the airport."

"Sure."

After hanging up the call, Everleigh took off her Bluetooth headset. She hesitated for a moment before putting it on again and made a phone call to Henric.

"Hello? It's me, Everleigh. How much did Christopher pay you for the car?"

The sun was setting, and night fell. In Maniville, the sound of water in the hotel bathroom stopped abruptly. Christopher wrapped himself in a towel and stepped out of the bathroom. He picked up his mobile phone, instinctively, and frowned as he spotted a new text message.

He dropped the towel on his head and found Everleigh's number. He was about to dial it, but on second thought, he dialed another number.

"Henric, did you tell Everleigh about the car?"

A lazy voice came from the other end. "No, I didn't say anything."

"How did she know that the car was brand new? She even gave me the full amount?"

"She called me, but I didn't say anything. Yet, I couldn't help it when she checked the records on her own. She could easily find out the transaction date, so do you think you can hide it?"

Christopher pressed his fingers against his forehead. He messed up.

"Christopher, why can't you just give it to her? You went through so much, but you still didn't manage to give it to her? It's a first, right? She's really a good girl. What's wrong? Are you finally settling down?"

"Shut up. It's not like that."

"Come on, what else could it be? I'll believe you if she's your friend with benefits, but there's no such thing as platonic love. Well, especially for people like us."

Christopher fell silent before replying, "You don't get it. She's different."

The French windows showed the busiest street in Maniville. The skyscrapers towered over everything, and the traffic was bustling.

Henric was right. Christopher used to flirt with women, and he no longer believed in true love. Occasionally, he would feel a spark when he was in a relationship, but he could walk away effortlessly. The passion never lasted, and the spark vanished as soon as it appeared. He did not even know what was going on.

He used to like Everleigh. It was the same feeling he got as he dated various women. There was always a moment where he fell in love, but he knew that he would get over it swiftly.

It was better for them to stay as friends, and friendship would go a long way.

Before hanging up the call, Christopher asked, "Can you find someone in the education sector in Ocpeace City? It'll be difficult to register the kids to school, so I need your help."

For the next few days, Everleigh traveled to different elementary schools with the twins. The kids grew up abroad, and they were not really keen on studies. She was afraid that they would not be able to adapt. Hence she visited the schools with them, and she wanted to find a school that they liked.

After a few days, unsurprisingly, the kids liked the school with a yearly tuition fee of four hundred thousand dollars.

After paying the tuition fees, Everleigh left the school hand in hand with the kids, but she was troubled.

It was too expensive to raise kids in Ocpeace City.

"Mommy, I'm hungry," Adrienne added, "I want to eat ice-cream."

"You should eat proper food if you're hungry. Ice- cream is not proper food." Everleigh checked her watch and urged, "It's time to eat, so let's find a restaurant."

She was about to get into the car when her mobile phone vibrated in her pocket.

"You two, get in." Everleigh lowered the driver's seat and let the two children climb into the back seat.

The only down side of the car was that there were only two doors.

The mobile phone continued to vibrate, and Everleigh finally fished it out. She answered it without checking the caller ID. "Hello?" Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"It's me."

Everleigh was bewildered.

An old voice came from the other end of the call. The man sounded a little stern, and his voice was soft. However, it echoed in her ears and caused a ripple in her heart.

"Dad?" She replied in disbelief.

It was a call from Abraham.