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Billionaire’s Second Chance: Winning Her Back
Chapter 24 You Still Remember She’s My Wife
Forget it; it didn’t matter anymore. We had no future together.
wanted to
“Dad, Mon…” I touched the photo on the tombstone, tears streaming down my face. So many words I wanted to say, but all that came out was, “I miss you so much.”
I missed you both so much. I wished I still had a home. Since my parents left, I hadn’t had a real home. I thought I’d finally have a home after marrying Christopher, but it was just a fantasy.
I stared
at the tombstone, silently saying so many things.
I wondered if they could hear me.
They say there’s a telepathic connection between family members, so they should be able to hear.
“Dummy.”
Suddenly, a warm voice came from above. The next second, I was pued into a broad, strong chest.
Christopher gently stroked my hair. “Don’t cry. They’re watching you from far away, hoping you’re happy. Only when you’re happy will they be at peace.”
instinctively wanted to push Christopher away, but his words made me pause. Maybe, in this, we shared the same pain.
Christopher lost his mom really early, even younger than I was. I was eight and still have some memories with my parents. Could Christopher even remember his mom’s face?
As for Brenda, who saved Christopher and gave birth to Evelyn, I didn’t know her well enough to judge.
And Charlie, who was always focused on Brenda and later on his affairs, wasn’t much of a father. Otherwise, the Valence Group wouldn’t have been handed directly to Christopher.
“And you? Are you happy?” I looked up at his sharp jawline and asked hesitantly.
“These three years of marriage with you,” Christopher forced a smile and sighed, “have been good.”
His answer made me want to cry even more.
Two lonely souls could have leaned on each other. If it weren’t for everything that happened, Christopher and I could have grown old together.
On the way back, neither of us spoke. Some things were better left unsaid,
Christopher couldn’t truly change the situation, and I couldn’t pretend everything was fine.
It was better to let go while we still didn’t hate each other completely.
As the autumn day turned to night, the setting sun cast a golden glow on his silhouette through the car
window.
“ill walk you up.”
When we arrived at Riverside Garden, Christopher spoke before I could.
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Chapter 24 You Still Remember She’s My Wife
I didn’t refuse. We went upstars together. At the door, I pressed my ps together. “I’m here. You can go now.”
Okay, Christopher nodded slightly but didn’t move.
I ignored him and was about to enter the code when the door opened from the inside. Elissa’s bright face appeared. “You’re back! | heard a noise at the door and thought it was the delivery.”
Seeing Elissa in my home, Christopher’s expression relaxed a bit.
I walked in, teasing. “So you left me hungry to treat me to takecint?
“No way! I can’t cook, but Cecil’s cooking is amazing!‘ lissa glance at Christopher and raised her voice, calling toward the kitchen, “Right, Cecil?
1 realized. “Cecil’s here too?”
“Yeah, since you moved into a new place, I thought I’d invite them to warm it up. Just Ivan and Cecil, though. I didn’t call anyone
you’re not close with.”
I noticed the new decorations and felt a warmth in my heart, a sense of belonging to this place.
I didn’t notice Christopher’s face darkening, his earlier calm vanishing.
“Hope, you’re back?” Ivan, who was helping Cecil in the kitchen, came out. His playful expression turned guilty when he saw Christopher.
Christopher, hands in his pockets, gave Ivan a mocking look. “You still remember she’s my wife?”
Ivan quickly explained, “Christopher, I thought you were busy, so I came to help Hope. She just moved in and has a lot to organize.”
“I’m not busy,” Christopher said bluntly.
“Then, why don’t you stay and hang out?” Ivan asked awkwardly, caught between his admiration for Christopher and Elissa’s warning look.
I didn’t think much of it. Christopher had missed every birthday and anniversary in the past three years. Why would he want to stay
now?
“Sure To everyone’s surprise, Christopher agreed and walked in casually.
Everyone was stunned.
Cecil broke the silence. “The more, the merrier.”
The atmosphere was tense, but Christopher seemed oblivious, acting like he was at home. He looked at Cecil and said in a host–like manner, “Thanks for coming to Hope’s new place.”
His words felt a bit off.
