Chapter 128
Chapter 128 You Cannot Force Me
Before Yuliana could react, Christopher kissed her profusely.
Yuliana fought back violently.
Christopher grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and slid another hand into her neckline. He
pulled her pajamas apart with little force, and the buttons began to scatter on the ground.
Yuliana clenched her teeth and kept avoiding his kisses. She even pushed and scratched him with both
her
hands.
It was not the first time Christopher had kissed her forcefully.
In the past, she would be angry and feel disgusted. But this time, she felt humiliated.
Yuliana opened her eyes wide and stared at the man in front of her.
At that moment, she suddenly didn’t understand why she fell in love with him and wanted to marry him.
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Christopher also did not close his eyes. His usualzy eyes, however, had turned cold and grim.
They stared at each other like two trapped beasts fighting each other. Neither of them was willing to
take a step back.
When Christopher wasn’t paying attention, Yuliana bit him hard.
Feeling the pain, Christopher had no choice but to stop kissing her for a moment.
Seizing the opportunity, Yuliana quickly dodged away from his kiss. While struggling to break free, she
shouted, “Christopher, you can’t force me to do it!”
Christopher sneered. “Why not? Yuliana, it’s your duty as a wife to sleep with me!”
Yuliana red at him and said angrily, “It’s also against thew to force your wife to make out with
you!” Christopher smiled after hearing that. “If so, go ahead and sue me!”
After saying that, he lifted Yuliana, strode into the room, put her on the bed, and took a phone cable by
the bedside to tie her hands.
Yuliana didn’t want to cry in front of Christopher, but she couldn’t help it in the end.
She didn’t wail. She just let her tears flow down her cheeks silently. She even curled her body up and
sobbed. She didn’t know if it was her tears or sweat that had wet her hair, causing the strands to stick
to her face.
She looked weak and pitiful at that moment.
Christopher stopped his actions and stared at her for a while.
He untied the cable from her wrist, turned over to get out of bed, and covered her with the quilt. He
then left the room and closed the door behind him.
He could hear sobsing from the room.
Christopher stood quietly by the door for a while and went to the balcony with a cigarette box he took
from his pocket.
Yuliana fell asleep crying. The next day, she was woken up by the rm she had set on her phone.
She suddenly regained her senses and felt some difort in her eyes as they were swollen. After
remaining dazed for two seconds, the memories of the incident from the night before appeared in her
mind.
Even though Christopher had stopped his actions, Yuliana still found what had happened the night
before hard to ept.
She was not in the mood to cook breakfast that day. Hence, she nned to eat outside.
With such a n in mind, she stayed in bed despite being wide awake.
It was quiet outside. Yuliana wasn’t sure if Christopher was still around.
However, she figured he was probably gone, considering what had happened the night before.
At half past seven, Yuliana got up from the bed and opened the door to go out.
The quilt she had put on the couchst night hadn’t been touched.
Meanwhile, a pair of men’s slippers were neatly ced by the shoe cab next to the entrance.
Yuliana stood in a daze for a while before going to the bathroom to wash up.
When she brushed her teeth, she inexplicably felt that the toothpaste tasted strange. She looked at the
toothpaste on the toothbrush and found that the toothpaste was white, and she remembered that the
toothpaste she used had the color of olives.
She then realized that she had mistaken the facial cleanser for toothpaste.
Yuliana immediately rinsed her mouth with water and brushed her teeth again with the correct
toothpaste.
That week, the school had a mid-term exam a rather important test in the semester.
The teachers, students, and parents took that exam seriously.
Therefore, aside from preparing the materials for the regr sses, the teachers also needed to
prepare for the mid-term exam. They had to mark the papers, discuss the questions with the students,
and prepare for a parent-teacher conference to inform the parents of the exam’s results.
There was no doubt that Yuliana would be very busy.
She rarely worked overtime, but during that time, she almost always left school at seven or eight
o’clock in the evening.
The other teachers in the school were as busy as her. Hence, they had no energy left to gossip about
her situation.
Yuliana didn’t have time to think about anything else at the time. She was exhausted every day – not to
mention that she had to prepare the presentations when she got home. She would typically finish her
work around eleven o’clock and immediately fall asleep when she rested her head on the pillow.
When she opened her eyes, she would be greeted with another hectic day.
Finally, when Friday arrived, Yuliana could rx after being tense for a week.
After school, she walked out of the school with Fiona. They said goodbye to each other at the entrance,
and Yuliana slowly walked to her residential area.
Suddenly, she realized that she hadn’t been in touch with Christopher for nearly a week.
Actually, two days ago, she saw that Christopher had posted a two- to three-second video on
Instagram. She figured that he must be in a nightclub or a bar as the lighting was quite dark, but
various colorful lights shed in the background. The music was also loud, and there were diverse
types of alcoholic drinks on the table.
Christopher didn’t show his face in the video, but she could hear hisughter in a split second at the
very end of it.
One wouldn’t have noticed it if they didn’t pay close attention.
She also noticed some men nearby talking to him and women calling him “Mr. Sce” in a gentle
voice.
Yuliana had been taking a short break between sses when she saw that post.
When the video ended, the ss bell rang.
She exited Instagram and hurried toward the ssroom. She had thrown the video to the back of her
mind.
She only remembered that post when she thought of Christopher out of nowhere.
When Christopher posted the video on Instagram, he also pinned a location on that video. It showed
that he was in Romdale.
“Previously, Christopher told me he needed to go to Romdale for a business trip and it may take two
weeks, but he suddenly returnedst weekend. He must have done it because of Annabelle,” Yuliana
thought.
All of the issues that had previously bothered and tortured Yuliana reappeared in an instant now that
she had free time.
She was irritated by them, but they had little effect on her emotions.
“Yuliana.”
When Yuliana was about to arrive at the entrance of her residential area, she seemed to have heard
someone calling out her name. She turned around and saw a woman walking toward her. Yuliana froze
for two
seconds when she saw the woman.
When the woman got close, Yuliana regained her senses and nodded at thetter. “Ms. Sce.”
La looked at Yuliana for two seconds and said with a smile, “Aren’t you and Christopher married?
Wouldn’t it sound distant to call me ‘Ms. Sce”?”
Yuliana met La’s gaze calmly and said nothing.
La then said, ‘Please call me ‘La.”
Yuliana remained silent for a moment. She then said, “La.”
The smile on La’s face broadened. She then asked, “Did you just leave school?”
Yuliana replied, “School just ended”
La then said, “I bet you haven’t eaten yet. Can I take you to dinner with me?”
Unlike thest time La had arranged for Yuliana to meet with Kendrick, this time, La had asked
for Yuliana’s permission to join her for dinner. La’s attitude made it clear that she would respect
Yuliana’s decision this time.
Since Yuliana didn’t feel averse to being with La, she nodded in agreement.
She then followed La to the Mercedes-Benz parked by the roadside. La opened the door to the
backseat and said, “Why don’t you sit with Zofia?”
Yuliana bent down to get in the car and saw a little girl sitting in the backseat. The girl seemed to be
four or five years old.
She was wearing a kindergarten uniform, had a topknot, and sported various colorful hairclips on her
hair. Her skin was fair and wless like porcin. Her eyes were exceptionally bright, too.
When she saw Yuliana, she grinned brightly and said, “Aunt Yuliana!”
Yuliana froze for a moment when she heard that.
After getting in the car, La turned around and introduced Zofia to Yuliana. “This is my daughter,
Zofia. She is five years old and goes to a kindergarten ss.”