Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Do You Hate Me?

The person on the other end of the line fell silent. Raymond was sure that his speculation was correct.

Raymond sighed. “You and Annabelle are getting married, so why are you still looking for Yuliana?”

Sometimes, he truly couldn’t figure out what Christopher was thinking.

“Was I the one looking for her?” Christopher snorted coldly.

Raymond was dumbfounded. He felt that there was a hidden meaning in his friend’s remarks. After pondering for a while, he asked tentatively, “Did she really provoke you?”

*Judging from my understanding of Yuliana, that shouldn’t be the case…” Raymond mused.

Instead of getting an answer from the other end of the line, Raymond heard a mechanical beep.

Christopher had hung up the phone.

After ending the call with Raymond, Christopher tossed his phone and continued to close his eyes to rest. In his dazed state, he appeared to be having a dream.

A little girl with a small, skinny figure and fair skin appeared in his dream. He could distinctively see the light. greenish vein on her nose bridge. Her eyes resembled the crescent moons when she smiled. She looked adorable and docile.

Suddenly, the little girl turned around and handed him a piece of candy with a grin. “This is for you. Do you want it?”

Christopher looked at the little girl’s limpid eyes for a moment. When he was about to reach out for the candy, the dream abruptly ended.

The vibration of the phone woke him up.

After staring at the phone on the table with a gloomy gaze for several moments, Christopher shut his eyes again and ignored the call. However, the phone vibrated repeatedly. It intermittently rang as if it was endless. In the end, Christopher grabbed his phone and answered the call. However, he didn’t speak up. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

The caller on the other end seemingly didn’t expect him to answer the phone all of a sudden. Hence, the person remained silent.

After a while, Christopher opened his eyes and looked at the phone screen. He frowned slightly and finally said, “Did you call me to play this silent game? I’m hanging up if you aren’t talking.”

“Christopher, just tell me directly if you don’t want to get married.” Annabelle’s tone was cold.

Christopher pursed his thin lips in silence for a while. “If I say I don’t want to, will you find another person to marry?”

Annabelle sneered. “That’s fine. I can find a new partner to marry!”

With that, Annabelle hung up the phone.

Christopher clenched the phone and massaged his temples with the other hand. Later, he called Annabelle again.

Nonetheless, Annabelle didn’t answer.

Christopher lay on the sofa again briefly before informing the driver to take him to Annabelle’s art studio.

When he arrived, Annabelle was standing in front of the easel with an apron around her waist and a paintbrush in her hand.

Christopher stood at the door for some time quietly as he didn’t want to interrupt the woman working. Annabelle inadvertently looked up and caught a glimpse of the man standing at the entrance.

Her expression turned chilly as she and Christopher exchanged glances for a moment. After that, she directed her attention to the unfinished painting in front of her.

Christopher stepped forward and stood in one corner to watch. He didn’t have any artistic skills and only knew if a painting looked pretty or not. However, he couldn’t figure out whether Annabelle’s paintings were considered beautiful or ugly

“Why did you call me just now?” Christopher questioned.

Although Annabelle’s expression was cold, she still replied, “Someone from the wedding dress store contacted me before and said that the wedding dress had been delivered and told me to try it on tomorrow afternoon.”

Christopher frowned imperceptibly again, “I see. I’ll go with you tomorrow afternoon.”

Hearing this, Annabelle stopped and stared at the painting before her. No one knew what she was thinking. She asked subsequently, “Christopher, do you hate me?”

Meanwhile, Yuliana was a little absent-minded that day. She got distracted several times while teaching her students in class. The woman would forget that she had explained some contents to her class earlier and ended up repeating it to them again. It was after the students reminded her that she realized it.

She knew very well why her behavior was so abnormal.

It was soon before school was over. Yuliana was marking the last set of homework when her phone rang, and she received a text message.

She glanced at the familiar number, and her gaze didn’t leave the screen.