Chapter 1482


    Bianca struggled to maintain her bnce, desperate not to clumsily tumble over.


    Lena looked at her in puzzlement, frowning before silently entering the guesthouse. Chris was


    preparing to follow suit when Bianca abruptly stopped him.


    “Chris, can you spare a moment to talk to me?”


    Chris sidestepped her touch and kept a respectful distance, his gaze distant. “What’s up?”


    “W-Why are you treating me this way?” Bianca’s eyes welled up with tears. “Weren’t we close as kids?


    But now you’re so distant! You—”


    Chris interrupted gravely, “Bianca, our childhood is in the past. I’m only being considerate because of


    our history.”


    “Chris!”


    “I have a girlfriend, who will be my future wife and the mother of my children.” Chris’s voice held


    determination. “I’m keeping my distance from other women out of respect for my devotion to her.”


    Bianca froze, disbelief washing over her.


    In her mind, Chris had always been like a steadfast tree, never showing interest in anyone. She had


    assumed they would marry someday—they were that close.


    The presence of Lena was entirely unexpected.


    Despite her pale face, Bianca took a deep breath. She pleaded, “Chris, I understand your feelings for


    your girlfriend, but can’t you hold onto our years of friendship?”


    “I have my boundaries.”


    “Would you take care of me if I got sick?”


    Chris’s eyes darkened. “What’s going on with you?”


    “I… I’ve been feeling unwelltely,” Bianca said, rubbing her temples grimly. “Maybe it’s because I’m


    not ustomed to this ce. I’m constantly dizzy and can’t sleep in this room!”


    Coincidentally, Edward approached with hot water and overheard their conversation. His expression


    soured, and he mmed the kettle on the table. Hot water sshed, narrowly missing Bianca.


    “Ah!” Bianca shrieked, jumping back in fear as she stared at Edward. “You…”


    “What’s this talk about not adapting to the environment?” Edward retorted coldly. “It doesn’t seem like


    an issue of adaptation. It seems like you’re intentionally causing trouble.”


    “And what if I am?” Bianca raised her voice. “I’m just stating the facts! I—”


    “People who struggle with altitude sickness don’t sound like you,” Edward mocked. “Your symptoms


    don’t match.”


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    With that, he walked away.


    Chris nced at Bianca, who protested, “Chris, I really feel unwell!”


    “If you’re not feeling well, it’s best to return home early,” Chris calmly suggested. “The bodyguards are


    here. You can ask them to escort you to the nearest airport.”


    “Can I rest on your private ne before leaving?”


    “Absolutely not,” Chris replied with a yful smile. “My sister-inw hasn’t had the chance to fly on my


    private ne yet. Until she does, no one else can have that privilege.”


    “What?”


    “Also, I didn’t n for you to use my private ne this time,” Chris stated inly. “We came here to


    pick up the children, and there’s exactly one seat per child on the ne. No extras.”


    Bianca panicked. “What should I do then?”


    “As I mentioned, let the bodyguards take you to the airport. They will purchase a first-ss ticket and


    ensure your safe journey home.”