HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 58: Little Yvonne Meet Her Mother

Cristofer felt that something was wrong and said, “It’s impossible. Gretchen was pregnant with my baby before, but she had a miscarriage because of Estelle.” Rebecca sneered and asked, “Do you believe Estelle would do such a thing?” “…” “No matter how much Estelle hated you, she wouldn’t be so cruel to kill your child. You should know better than me how much she likes children,” Rebecca sounded a bit angry. While they were talking, Estelle walked out of the bedroom. “Estelle...” Rebecca walked up to her and wanted to say something but was interrupted. “Shush.” Estelle put her finger to her lips and said softly, “Yvonne is asleep.” Rebecca leaned over to look at Yvonne and couldn’t help but praise her, “Sure enough, your daughter is as beautiful as you.” Estelle chuckled and said, “She was only two kilograms when she was born. It’s been just a few days, and now she’s about three kilograms. I heard that she drank a lot of milk every day. She must be a foodie in the future.” “A good appetite is a blessing. Yvonne is so cute. Estelle, I want to be her godmother!” Rebecca said as she looked affectionately at Yvonne. Hearing this, Estelle looked up at Cristofer without saying anything. At this time, Luke walked out of the kitchen and said with a smile, “Estelle, stay here tonight. It’s too late. I’ve made your favourite chicken soup for you. I learned it from Mrs. Moorsum before. Have a taste.” Thinking of Mrs. Moorsum, Estelle felt sad, and the rims of her eyes turned red. She sniffed, shook her head, and said, “No, thanks, Uncle Luke. I gotta go now. My friend will drive me back home.” Rebecca echoed at once, “I’ll drive Estelle home safely. Don’t worry.” Estelle gazed at Yvonne, not wanting to part with her. It was the first time she had stayed with Yvonne for such a long time since Yvonne was born. Luke said Yvonne was naughty, but Estelle thought Yvonne was very obedient. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When Estelle held Yvonne in her arms, Yvonne never moved randomly, as if she knew her movement would cause pain in the incision on Estelle’s chest. And when she looked at Estelle, she would smile sweetly. Estelle lowered her head, gently kissed Yvonne’s cheek, and couldn’t take her eyes off Yvonne. “Yvonne, I’ll come back to you soon. I’ll miss you,” she said softly. At this moment, Yvonne was sleeping soundly in her arms. Maybe it was because her breast milk just now was so delicious that she drooled when sleeping. Estelle took a deep breath and handed Yvonne to Luke. “Uncle Luke, thank you for taking care of Yvonne these days. I’ll come back and pick her up soon.” Luke asked in confusion, “Pick her up? Where are you going to take her?” “I’ll take...” “We’ll take her back to our house in the city,” Cristofer interrupted her and said. “Estelle, let’s talk about it later.” Estelle shook her head and said, “Cristofer, I’ll find a job as soon as possible and fight for the custody of Yvonne.” After saying that, she took Rebecca’s hand and left the house without looking back. She didn’t dare to look back. She would cry if she looked back and saw her daughter. Seeing her receding figure, Luke asked with a worried look, “Mr. Hans, why don’t you send her home in person?” Cristofer slumped into the sofa, rubbing his temples and feeling mentally and physically exhausted. “Why did you have trouble with Estelle? What happened?” Luke asked. “Uncle Luke.” “What’s wrong, Mr. Hans?” “I can’t forget about the car accident. I can’t get over it. “ Hearing this, Luke sighed and said, “Mr. Hans, you should move on. The police said that the car crash was purely an accident. It has nothing to do with Estelle.” “But she... She lied to me. She doesn’t love me at all. When I lost everything, she left me heartlessly,” Cristofer said with a distressed look.

Luke exclaimed, “You quarrelled with her because of the car accident? Mr. Hans, Estelle didn’t drive the car when the accident happened, nor did she tamper with the car. How could you blame her for this?” Suddenly, Cristofer opened his eyes and asked, “You mean someone tampered with the car?” “I’m just guessing,” Luke replied to him. “When Mrs. Moorsum was still alive, she mentioned that on the day when your parents had an accident, a girl from the 4S shop came here to do car maintenance. Logically speaking, even if Estelle’s father was drunk driving, your parents could have dodged when seeing the car rush toward them. But your parents’ car lost control at that time. I guessed that maybe the car lost control because of a mistake during the maintenance of the car.” **** It was past midnight. Sitting on the sofa and staring blankly at the TV, Gretchen switched the channels with the remote control, feeling bored. At this hour, the programs on the TV were either TV shopping programs or boring variety shows, which made her even more upset. Today, after Cristofer bought her a ring, he sent her back and then left at once. Since then, she had been unable to contact Cristofer. She dialled Cristofer’ private number many times but couldn’t get through. Then she called the Secretary Department of Cristofer’ company. However, the staff said that Cristofer didn’t go to the company today and no one knew where he had gone. Gretchen felt restless and wondered, ‘Did Cristofer go to see that little bastard? Even if he went to see his daughter, he would not need to switch off the phone. It’s so weird.’ At the thought that they met Estelle in the jewellery store, she felt more irritable. She had never expected that after Cristofer and she returned from the trip, Estelle was still alive, and she even gave birth to a child for Cristofer. And the existence of the child created a bond between Estelle and Cristofer. With an anxious look, she called Cristofer again but still couldn’t get through. Suddenly, she heard the electronic password lock of the door unlocked. Cristofer bought this apartment for her, and only the two of them knew the password.

‘Is Cristofer back?’ Gretchen wondered and then hurriedly went to the gate. “Cristofer, you’re finally back. Why did you switch your phone off? I called you many times but couldn’t get through. I’m so worried about you,” she said in a soft voice when seeing Cristofer. Cristofer was not in a good mood and looked very tired. He changed his shoes at the door and said without raising his head, “My phone is dead.” “I see. Cristofer, where did you go this afternoon?” Gretchen asked. “I went to work. What’s wrong?” Gretchen pouted and acted like a spoiled child, “You’re lying. I called the Secretary Department, and they said that you didn’t go to the company today.” Cristofer’ face darkened, and he asked deeply, “What did you call me for?” “Can’t I call my husband when I miss him?” Gretchen felt aggrieved.