Chapter 249


    “Don’t badmouth Yvonne like that. She has no other choice too since she doesn’t specialize in


    anything. Even though Lyle does give her monthly stipends, she’s too used to spending all of it. The


    money is simply not enough for her,” Crystal snapped as she pretended to defend me.


    I did not bother entertaining the show that she put up and stood up to leave. However, a woman


    gripped my hands and demanded, “You filthy slut, apologize to Crystal right now!”


    “Yeah, ask your rich coal mine boyfriend toe and get you. Otherwise, we’re not going to let you off


    the hook that easily,” the others chimed in as well.


    “I’d like to see who dares toy a finger on my wife.”


    I could never imagine Christopher as a rugged big boss of the coal miningpany. Just when I was


    about to kick the woman away and get away from the scene, Christopher’s voice rang in my ears. The


    man came over with big strides.


    His beige overcoat rustled in the gentle wind. Christopher’s handsome face glistened in the sunshine,


    looking like Apollo himself. The corner of his lips curled into a mischievous grin. Meanwhile, his


    upturned eyes shed with a cold glint, stumping the woman surrounding me.


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    His features softened as he made his way to my side. Circling me in his embrace, he asked gently,


    “Sorry for beingte. Are you all right?”


    I shook my head and managed a smile. “No one would darey a finger on me when I have you behind


    my back. I’ll punch those who dare to.”


    Hearing that, Christopher tousled my hair fondly and buttoned my shirt. He smiled and said, “Yes, that’s


    right. Just punch those bullies. I will cover for you if anything happens.”


    “Mr. Lane?” The women were dumbstruck at the sight of him. They widened their eyes in disbelief


    when they noticed his gentle manners when coaxing me. “Mr. Lane, how are you rted to Ms.


    Tanner?”


    Still circling me in his embrace, it was as if Christopher had just realized that we were, in fact, not


    alone. After giving me a peck on the forehead, he narrowed his eyes at the group of women and said


    impassively, “Yvonne is my wife. Now that I’m here, could you repeat yourself about how you want to


    teach her a lesson?”


    “Your wife? But that’s impossible!” Crystal cried hysterically at the revtion.


    “Yeah, how is that possible?” A woman forced a smile and said, “Are you kidding, Mr. Lane? You’re


    such an outstanding man. Why would you marry a woman like Yvonne? You’re just trying to get her out


    of this sticky situation, right?”


    “I don’t think anyone has the right to question whatever happens between my wife and me. Please get


    the hell out of my sight if the lot of you have nothing else you want to say. Otherwise, you’d have to


    forgive me for roughing you guys up on the way out.” Christopher snorted, and pointed into the


    distance. “Piss off!”


    The group of women scurried off, leaving only Crystal frozen in the spot. She then looked nkly at me


    while muttering “That’s impossible” over and over again to herself until a woman came dragging her


    away. The look of disbelief and shock on her face was not something I’d easily forget.


    “Let’s continue watching the sunrise after those pesky people left.” Christopher let me sit on hisp as


    we watched the sunrise on the horizon.


    I leaned against his shoulders and stared at his charming side profile. After some time, I asked in a


    small voice, “Is it really okay?”


    “What?”


    “Is it really okay, for you to admit about our rtionship like that? That I’m your wife?” We had only


    gotten married, but Christopher already made things public so soon. Those gossip girls would definitely


    spread the wind after getting back. I wouldn’t be surprised if they twisted the story, leading to a myriad


    of versions of them. It wouldn’t be appropriate if the Lane family heard about it as well.


    “Are you afraid?” Christopher ced his chin on top of my head, then turning to burn his eyes into


    mine.


    The fervent staring gamested for quite some time before we burst into a chuckle. I snuggled against


    his chest and said, “Yes, I am afraid. The gap between your family and me is so wide that it’s terrifying.


    But with you around, I’m not afraid of what’s toe.”