HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 115: Don't Provoke Me

“Cristofer falls in love with her because he is a sucker. And a stupid man like him doesn’t deserve to be with me,” Estelle said. “York, don’t forget that I still have a half share in the Hudson Group, and I’m the company’s major shareholder. Don’t provoke me; otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” York snorted and said with his voice heavy with sarcasm, “Cristofer has disinvested from the Hudson Group, and the company doesn’t have enough capital now. Do you want to see your parents’ efforts destroyed by you? You’re a really filial daughter.” Estelle nodded and said, “I don’t care. I’d rather make the company bankrupt than let a bastard like you occupy it.” As soon as she finished her words, her phone rang, and she received a message. ‘Don’t argue with them. I’ll handle it.’ It was from Mr. Mysterious. Estelle replied to him briefly. ‘No, thanks.’ ‘Estelle, don’t be impulsive. You’ve just had an operation not long ago, and all you need to do is to have a good rest. I’ll take care of everything for you.’ ‘Sir, I want to deal with this matter by myself. I want to get back to the Hudson Group on my own.’ Unable to persuade her, Mr. Mysterious called her directly. “Sir, what’s up?” “You haven’t fully recovered yet. Don’t be impulsive, and protect yourself. I’ll be right there. Wait for me.” Hearing this, Estelle gasped and said, “Sir, will you appear with your true identity?” “...” “I’m sorry, Sir. I shouldn’t have talked about this, but I can’t control myself. I... I saw your car today,” Estelle said. “Maybe I can also call you Mr. Roberts, right?” There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. ‘He still doesn’t want me to know who he is,’ Estelle thought, feeling a little disappointed. Then she sighed heavily and said, “Sir, this matter...” The phone was hung up before she could say anything else.

At the same time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Justin quickly walked toward her. “I’m here. Don’t be afraid,” he said gently. Hearing the familiar gentle tone and smelling the faint scent of cologne, Estelle fixed her eyes on him and asked in confusion, “You are... Mr. Mysterious?” Justin subconsciously clenched his fists nervously and did not answer her. Then he turned to York and said, “Mr. Grantham, Estelle is tired and needs a good rest. You can talk to me first if you want to say anything to her.” York was shocked when he saw Justin. “Mr. Roberts? You know Estelle? You two...” “Mr. Grantham,” Justin interrupted him and motioned him to go out. “You’re in the hospital. We should keep quiet and not disturb the patients. Let’s go outside and then have a talk.” “But...” York still wanted to say something but was stopped by Melody. She pulled his sleeve and said, “York, Mr. Roberts is right. Let’s go out first and let Estelle and her child rest well.” At the same time, the security guards came. Seeing this, York didn’t say anything more and then was pulled out of the ward by Melody. Justin turned his head and took a look at Estelle deeply, seeming to want to speak but stopped on second thought. After hesitating for a while, he just said, “Take good care of yourself,” and then he left. “Who is that middle-aged man? He’s so fierce,” a nurse said and took a death breath with her hand on her chest. “I don’t know. Maybe he’s a nouveau riche. Anyway, he doesn’t look like a good guy.” “Miss Hudson is so unlucky to have such a relative.” “Yes. Well, the young man coming in just now is so handsome. Is he Miss Hudson’s husband?” “No. Her husband is the man who waited at the door of the emergency room when she had an operation before. As for this man, I don’t know who he is. I’ve never seen him before.” “I’ve seen him at the gate of our hospital several times!” “Really?” “Yes. He’s so tall and handsome, and it’s hard not to notice him.” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The nurses chattered and left the ward. And one of them considerately closed the door for Estelle. Then the noisy ward finally returned to quietness. With Yvonne in her arms, Estelle stood at the window and looked out of it. After a while, she saw Justin, York, and Melody exit the building and enter the small garden downstairs. With his hands in his pockets, Justin looked rather calm. It could be seen that he didn’t even want to take a look at Justin, but he still kept his impeccable manners while talking. On the contrary, York kept gesticulating with both hands and was emotional. And he pointed in the direction of Estelle’s ward and asked Justin about something. Estelle was speechless and showed a bitter smile. She could guess that York must be asking Justin about her relationship with him and why Justin stood out for her just now. Their talk lasted only twenty minutes. Then York and Melody angrily got into the car and left while Justin stood there and took out his phone. After a few seconds, Estelle received a text message from Mr. Mysterious. ‘Don’t worry. I’ve settled everything.’ Estelle checked the message and then looked toward the garden, seeing Justin put his mobile phone back in his pocket. Justin then walked toward the hospital gate, got on the black Maybach parked behind the tree, and drove away slowly. Everything seemed to be clear. Estelle watched the car with mixed feelings until it was out of sight. **** In the big apartment, Gretchen sat in the living room and looked at the clock from time to time anxiously. It was past midnight, but Cristofer hadn’t come back. Today, she went to the hospital and had an ovulation induction injection. After that, she sent a text message to Cristofer, begging him to come back. While she was waiting for Cristofer, what the doctor had told her re-echoed in her mind.

“You’ve had abortions too often, and now your uterine wall is too thin. In this case, the probability of you conceiving is very low. And even if you are pregnant, you may miscarry, and your life may even be in danger.” ‘Estelle could win Cristofer’ heart again by giving birth to his child. So can I!’