HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 29: He Won't Believe You

“Cristofer.” “What’s up?” “Someone called you just now, and I answered your phone.” “Who called me?” “Your assistant, Vincent.” Hearing that, Cristofer asked with a hint of panic on his face, “What did he call me for?” Acting like a spoiled child, Gretchen pouted and said, “I don’t know. He didn’t tell me. Maybe he has some trade secrets about your company to tell you personally.” Cristofer patted her hand to comfort her and said gently, “Maybe he has something important to tell me. I’ll call him back now. Excuse me for a moment.” “Okay. I’ll talk with Miss Hudson and wait for you here,” Gretchen said with a smile. “Okay,” Cristofer said, then opened the exit door and walked away. There were only Estelle and Gretchen in the dark and narrow stairway, and the two of them didn’t need to pretend to be friendly with each other anymore. Gretchen’s face changed immediately, and she asked with a cold look, “What did you say to him just now?” “I’ve told him everything,” Estelle chuckled and said. “I’ve told him everything you don’t want him to know.” Gretchen snapped, “He won’t believe you.” “Yes, he doesn’t believe me now. But I’ll find evidence and show him all your sins since I’m still alive. I’ll tell him what you have done and what a vicious woman you are.” Hearing that, Gretchen stared at Estelle with sharp eyes. “Estelle, I shouldn’t have been so careless. I should have pushed you and Mrs. Moorsum down from the roof together!” “It’s too late for you to regret it now. I will make a will and send the copies to my friends and tell them that if I die accidentally, then you are the murderer,” Estelle said lightly. “Don’t provoke me, Estelle! I’m warning you! Your mother is still in the hospital. If you dare to talk nonsense to Cristofer, I will...”

Before Gretchen finished her words, she was slapped hard by Estelle and almost lost her balance. She touched her face and looked at Estelle in disbelief. “You... Staring at her, Estelle walked up to her step by step and said, “Are you going to tell me you will seek Cristofer’s help again? Go ahead. Cristofer is outside. Call him, so the three of us can talk about the car accident six years ago.” **** Cristofer took out his phone in the quiet corner of the hospital corridor and called Vincent. Vincent answered the phone quickly, “Mr. Hans, this is Vincent.” “How’s the investigation going?” Vincent said, “We couldn’t get the boy’s DNA. Every ward in the hospital would be disinfected after being used. We couldn’t find anything about the boy in the ward that he stayed in. Do you need me to go to Ameris to get his DNA for the paternity test?” Somehow, Cristofer suddenly felt that there was no need to do the paternity test. The boy’s name was Yohan, which was enough to prove that the boy was his son. “Mr. Hans, although I couldn’t get his DNA, I found his case report and got some information about him. He looks like you. I think...” “Think what?” “This child is very likely to be your son,” Vincent said on the other end of the line. After a long silence, Cristofer replied to him, “I see.” “Mr. Hans, do we still need to do the paternity test?” Vincent asked again. “No need,” Cristofer said. “Send someone to Ameris and bring Yohan... bring my son back as soon as possible.” “Yes, sir.” “By the way, I heard that a man whose last name is Harris is taking care of him now. Try to find out all the information about him, how Estelle got to know him when she was in Ameris, and the relationship between Estelle and him. The more detailed the information is, the better.” “Yes, sir.” **** Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

On their way back, Cristofer was absent-minded while driving. Gretchen leaned over and said softly, “Is there anything wrong with the company? Vincent treats me as an outsider and refuses to tell me anything.” Cristofer, who was distracted, answered perfunctorily, “Vincent is always cautious. Besides, even if he told you the affairs in the company, you wouldn’t be able to help me.” “Although I can’t help you, I can pass the words to you. Humph. I can feel that Vincent is on guard against me.” “He isn’t.” “But he ...” “Don’t think too much about it,” Cristofer interrupted her, somewhat annoyed. Feeling that it was stuffy in the car, he raised his hand to loosen his tie, but he failed. He looked down at his tie and realized it wasn’t Estelle who tied it for him. He had been used to letting Estelle help him tie the tie. Therefore, he subconsciously pulled the knot to the right just now to loosen the tie as before. However, it was Gretchen who helped him tie the tie. Therefore, no matter how he pulled the knot, he couldn’t loosen the tie. Finally, the tie knot became taut, making him more uncomfortable. “Don’t move. Let me help you untie it,” Gretchen said as she reached out her hands. “No, thank you,” Cristofer said and instantly dodged. Then he realized that his stiff tone made the atmosphere awkward, so he cleared his throat and said gently, “It’s okay. Don’t bother. I don’t like this tie anyway. I’ll cut it off when I return home.” Hearing that, Gretchen bit her lower lip and looked at him with mixed feelings. “What’s wrong?” Cristofer asked. “This tie is the birthday gift I bought for you before,” Gretchen said, sulking. Cristofer frowned. “Your gift to me?” “Have you forgotten about it?” “I suddenly remembered it when you reminded me,” Cristofer said as he looked straight ahead and focused on driving.

“Cristofer, you’re acting strange today. To be exact, you became strange whenever you met with Estelle.” Cristofer immediately denied it, “I was just thinking about the business affair that Vincent just told me and was distracted.” “Really?” Cristofer couldn’t stand her attitude anymore and said, “Gretchen, you have never doubted me like this before.” “I...” Gretchen was rendered speechless. Cristofer then said, “I’ll drive you home first. You may rest at home for a few days. If you need anything, just call Vincent. He will help you handle everything.” Gretchen held his arm and leaned against him. “What about you? You promised me that you would spend more time with me these days. My ankle is not fully recovered yet.” “I’ll return to my company and will live in the Hans’ Residence at night,” Cristofer said as he pulled his arm away from her. “Yvonne is too young. I need to take care of her at night.” “All right,” Gretchen replied to him reluctantly.