Chapter 197: I''ve Dumped Him
“You’re suggesting that I’m inherently inferior to her simply because I’m a gambler’s daughter?”
Gretchen grew even angrier.
“Is that a problem?” Melody retorted, ring at Gretchen. “Estelle was born into a prestigious family,
and she deserves a remarkable man like Cristofer. Do you still recall your first boyfriend? He was
nothing more than azy thug.”
Biting her lower lip, Gretchen didn’t say anything, with her face full of dissatisfaction.
Melody thenforted her, “Cheer up. We are about to seed, and we can’t give up now. It is
good that you managed to deceive Cristofer and make him believe that he had sex with you that
night and made you pregnant. You will marry into the Hans family soon. In this case, we have to be
more cautious than before. Everything will be fine if you get the marriage certificate with Cristofer
and be hiswfully wedded wife.”
Gretchen’s worries and anxieties persisted despite the exchange, weighing heavily on her mind.
As Gretchen contemted her options, a sense of desperation crept in. ‘I could resort to
manipting Cristofer with the baby and my healthy lung, forcing him into marriage. But once he
discovers that I am not actually pregnant or that Estelle has fully recovered, all my leverage will be
rendered useless. Moreover, the most crucial concern is that Cristofer still holds strong feelings for
Estelle. What if they decide not to go through with the divorce?’
Melody contemted the potential ramifications of a connection between Tim and Estelle. “I will
investigate the nature of Tim and Estelle’s rtionship. If he is truly supporting Estelle and aiding
her in seeking revenge against York, then we may encounter significant troubles in the future,” she
voiced her concerns.
While engrossed in their conversation, their attention was abruptly drawn to the sound of a ringtone
coming from nearby.
Melody and Gretchen simultaneously directed their gaze towards the stairwell, where the ringtone
had emanated from. However, the dim lighting obscured their view, preventing them from spotting
anyone nearby.
Without dwelling on the situation, Melody promptly tugged on Gretchen’s arm. “Let’s find anotherN?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.
doctor and proceed with the procedure immediately.”
“Alright,” Gretchen acquiesced.
It wasn’t until they descended into the elevator that Estelle finally let out a sigh of relief and promptly
answered the ringing phone.
Earlier, when the doctor abruptly dismissed Melody and Gretchen, Reba swiftly guided Estelle
into the nearest stairwell, seeking refuge to avoid being discovered. Unexpectedly, Estelle’s phone
rang, disying a call from Mr. Mysterious.
“Hello?” Estelle answered, her voice filled with relief.
“Where are you?” Mr. Mysterious’ voice sounded fatigued.
“I’m in the hospital.”
“I’m aware that you’re at the hospital. Ron just contacted me, expressing his inability to find you.
Estelle, where are you currently? Are you alright?” Mr. Mysterious inquired hastily.
Feeling touched by the genuine worry in his voice, Estelle’s heart warmed, and she responded
softly, “I’m fine, Sir. Please don’t worry. Reba came to visit my mother, and we were conversing
earlier.”
“Estelle,” Mr. Mysterious spoke tenderly, “Please refrain from wandering around. I would be
greatly concerned for your well-being.”
“Sir, I’m not a child anymore, and I can protect myself. Besides, I’m in the hospital now. Even if York
or Gretchen want to hurt me, they won’t dare to do it in such a public ce. Moreover, they know
that I have a powerful man protecting me now, so they won’t dare to do anything to me.”
Mr. Mysterious knew that York didn’t possess the audacity to harm Estelle, and Gretchen and
Melodycked the capability to do so. However, his concernsy elsewhere, pertaining to
something beyond physical harm.
“Sir?”
“I’m listening,” Mr. Mysterious replied to her.
Estelle smiled and said, “Why are you suddenly so silent? Are you busy with your work?”
“No,” Mr. Mysterious stated. “Estelle, if you don’t have anything else to do, go back to the ward as
soon as possible. I’ll feel restless unless I’m sure you are safe.”
“I see,” Estelle said softly. “I’m going back now.”
“Okay, good girl,” Mr. Mysterious said in a gentle voice.
As soon as Estelle hung up the phone, Reba deliberately lowered her voice and said in a
spoiled tone like Mr. Mysterious did, “Okay, good girl. Tut-tut, it’s so sweet.”
Hearing her tease, Estelle blushed and exined, “He didn’t know where I was just now, so he was
a little worried.”
Reba then said with her eyes widening, “Is he also a fatherly boyfriend like Justin? No, he is
more possessive than Justin. Justin won’t be so worried when he doesn’t know my whereabouts.”
“Mr. Mysterious is different from Justin. Mr. Mysterious has been lonely since he was a child, so he
always feels a sense of insecurity,” Estelle said, expressing her understanding of Mr. Mysterious’
behavior.
Hearing her defensive words, Reba nodded in agreement. “You are right. Mr. Mysterious was
separated from his parents at a young age. He must have been tormented by feelings of insecurity
these years. You are probably the only light of his life. That’s why he was worried about you when
he couldn’t find you.”
After Estelle knew about the identity and past of Mr. Mysterious, she felt sorry for him. Besides, she
could feel that Mr. Mysterious was really afraid of losing her. Therefore, she always tried her best to
offer Mr. Mysterious more love and security.
Previously, Estelle had worried about her health, fearing a rpse. However, under the attentive
care of Mrs. Moorsum, she had improved significantly, even managing to gain some weight. Estelle
spected that the removal of the diseased portion of her lung might have halted the spread of
cancer cells.
‘If I could live long, I’ll spend more time with Mr. Mysterious so that he won’t feel lonely,’ Estelle
thought.
“By the way, Estelle, do you happen to know the actual name of Mr. Mysterious? It feels a bit
strange to keep referring to him as Mr. Mysterious all the time,” Reba asked, her gaze fixed on
Estelle with anticipation.
Estelle shook her head and answered, “It seems that he doesn’t like to talk about his identity, so I
didn’t ask him about his name. Didn’t Justin tell you about it?”
“I forgot to ask him!” Reba said with regret. “Oh, my God. I should have asked him about it
before we broke up. Now, I’ve dumped him. It will be embarrassing if I contact him again!”
Estelle was amused by her words. “It doesn’t matter. Whatever Mr. Mysterious’ name is, as long as
he is Mr. Mysterious, that’s enough for me.”
“Indeed,” Reba replied, her smile widening. “Estelle, I genuinely hope that you can lead a joyful
life alongside Mr. Mysterious.”
“I will,” Estelle affirmed with a sense of conviction.