Chapter 116: Why Don''t You Answer Me?


    Thinking of this, Gretchen felt indignant.


    Even if the probability of getting pregnant is very low, so what? Even an advanced cancer patient


    like Estelle could get pregnant. I have a thin uterine wall, but I’m much healthier than her. I can


    definitely have a child.


    These days, Gretchen called Cristofer many times but couldn’t get through to him. She called


    Vincent, but Vincent blocked her, which made her very angry.


    Finally, she could only send a text message to Cristofer, hoping he could see it.


    Just as she was burning with anxiety, she heard a beep, and the door of the apartment was opened.


    The next second, Cristofer, who was drunk, appeared at the door. When he entered the door, he


    staggered and hurriedly held the shoe cab to keep his bnce.


    Seeing this, Gretchen hurriedly walked over and took his arm, asking, “Cristofer, why did you drink


    so much?”


    At this moment, Cristofer was not sober, and his vision was blurred. Squinting his eyes, he looked at


    Gretchen for a long time and asked with his speech slurred, “Who are you? Why are you in my


    house?”


    When he spoke, he breathed alcohol fumes all over.


    Gretchen couldn’t help but frown and said, “I’m Gretchen. This is the apartment you bought for me.


    Did you forget it?”


    Hearing this, Cristofer shook his head and rubbed his temples. “Gretchen...”


    “Yes, I’m Gretchen, your beloved woman. You said you would marry me and be with me forever.”


    “No,” Cristofer said and still shook his head. “No... The one I will marry is Estelle. Where is Estelle?


    Estelle!!!”


    He stumbled to his feet and began looking for Estelle all over the room.


    “Estelle? Where are you? Come out. I know I was wrong. I’m so sorry. Estelle, I’ll never make you


    angry again. Come out, please.”


    “Cristofer…”


    Leaning against the wall, Cristofer slowly slid down and squatted on the ground. Then, with his


    head buried in his arms, he murmured, “Estelle, I know I was wrong... Come back to me.”


    “Cristofer, Estelle is not your wife anymore. You two have got divorced,” Gretchen said softly,


    squatting beside him.


    “Divorced?” Cristofer said with his eyes full of puzzlement. “I divorced Estelle? How is it possible? I


    won’t let her leave me. You’re lying. Let go of me. I’ll go to see her.”


    After saying that, he was about to walk toward the door.


    Gretchen tried to stop him with all her strength and snarled, “Cristofer! Don’t you care about my


    feelings at all? Estelle gave birth to a child for you, so you don’t love me anymore? I’ve been with


    you for six years! How could you be so heartless?”


    Cristofer shook off her arm and rushed out as if he didn’t hear her.


    He ran to the elevator and pressed the open button anxiously. After entering the elevator, he


    pressed the top floor directly.


    Gretchen, who followed him out of the apartment, ran into the elevator before the elevator door


    closed. “Cristofer, are you crazy?”


    “I’m not crazy. I’m looking for Estelle.” Cristofer said.


    “Do you know where she is?” Gretchen asked. Seeing him like this, she couldn’t help but roll her


    eyes.


    “The rooftop terrace,” Cristofer said, trembling all over and looking flustered. “Estelle asked me to


    go to the terrace to watch the stars with her. She is waiting for me there.”


    After getting to the top floor, Cristofer ran out of the elevator and headed to the terrace to look for


    Estelle.


    Seeing his ridiculous behaviour, Gretchen was so angry that her face was darkened. She stood


    aside with her arms folded and watched him speechlessly.


    When Cristofer was tired and finally stopped, she slowly walked over and gently hugged him from


    behind, saying, “Cristofer, my mom said that Estelle has had a boyfriend.”


    Upon hearing this, Cristofer stiffened.


    “Who is that man?” he asked with a hoarse voice.


    “Justin Roberts, the president of Roberts Real Estate Group.”


    “… Justin?”


    “Yes,” Gretchen said. “Cristofer, I heard that you’ve suspended the cooperation with my dad and


    disinvested from hispany. Is that true?”


    Hearing this, Cristofer, who was more sober than just now, said in a deep voice, “There’s no so-


    called cooperation. He wanted to pocket the hundreds of millions of money that I invested in the


    company.”


    “But he’s my father,” Gretchen said. “We’ve been together for six years. Aren’t you even willing to


    give him such a small amount of money for my sake?”


    “A small amount of money?” Cristofer said with a sneer, pulling her arms away from his waist and


    turning to stare at her. “You mean hundreds of millions of dors is just a small amount of money,


    and I should give it to him unconditionally?”


    Gretchen realized that she had said something wrong and quickly exined, “I mean... my dad


    won’t take advantage of you. After we get married, he’ll be your family.”


    Cristofer took a step back and said with a bitter smile, “So, to marry you, I must pay him hundreds


    of millions of dors? And in the future, should I give him as much money as he wants because he’s


    my father-inw?”


    “No, I didn’t mean that,” Gretchen said anxiously. “My dad’spany is in a financial strait, so he


    needs your help. Besides, who else do you want to marry if you don’t marry me? Estelle? Do you


    think she’s better than me? I just want you to invest some money in my dad’spany, but she


    pocketed the Hans Group!”


    “Then who’s in charge of the Hans Group now?” Cristofer asked.


    “It’s...”


    “What’s up? Why don’t you answer me?”


    “...”


    “It’s York. After the car ident, Estelle got nothing. On the contrary, York, your mother and you got


    all the properties of the Hans family,” Cristofer said and took a deep breath, staring at her coldly.


    “Gretchen, you said you have never deceived me. But you lied to me about Mrs. Moorsum’s death.


    A few days before, your previous colleague Frank told me that on the day we first met at the 4S


    shop, you asked him to change shifts with you. Gretchen, what else did you deceive me about?”


    Gretchen was rendered speechless.


    “Answer my question!”


    Startled by his sudden roar, Gretchen shivered and stammered, “I... I...”


    “You can’t remember?” Cristofer said, taking a step forward, fixing his eyes on her. “Let me ask you


    a question. Were you really pregnant one year ago? You’d better tell me the truth. If you dare to lie


    to me again, I’ll let York and Melody lose everything they have and let you pay for what you did to


    Mrs. Moorsum.”Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.