Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call
Chapter 197

Chapter 197 She Lost Her Way

Tobias greeted with a smile. "Good timing. I need to go near your place. Do you want a ride?"

Christian didn't hesitate, immediately opening the door and entering the car.

Tobias looked puzzled for a second.

Christian disliked the showy and flashy Maserati that Tobias drove. He would never usually get into such a car.

"Are you okay? Why were you walking around here?"

Christian's eyes grew slightly dimmer.

After a few seconds of silence, he summarized what happened today in a few sentences.

Tobias was so shocked that his mouth hung open.

He widened his eyes, looking at Christian's stern face in disbelief.

"So you're saying Anastasia left you here?"

Christian paused for a few seconds, his gaze struggling, before he spoke, "Perhaps she wanted to replace me and got lost?"

Tobias was utterly puzzled. He mustered a faint, awkward smile, unsure of how to respond.

Was Anastasia getting lost?

As an assistant at Patterson Group, she navigated the city with clients, knowing every small road better than anyone.

Tobias hesitated and then ventured. "Maybe you're reading too much into this?"

"You don't understand. She can't forget about me. I can't let her down."

Christian interrupted him with a cold voice.

Tobias fell silent.

Keeping quiet was the best choice.

Upon reaching Patterson Group, as soon as he entered his office, Christian noticed his phone left in Anastasia's car, now resting on his desk.

A slight chill crossed his brow, and in a low voice, he asked, "Who delivered this?"

Steve spoke up immediately, "It was Ms. Graves. She mentioned passing by and thought to drop off the phone. Mr. Patterson, why did it take you so long to return?" Christian felt a suffocating sensation in his chest.

He kicked the nearby chair forcefully, the sound grating on his ears.

Anastasia had returned his phone to the company without coming to replace him!

He was genuinely angry!

Christian suddenly wondered if he had been too accommodating, allowing her to ignore him like this. Seeing his expression, Steve tentatively spoke, "Mr. James Patterson called. He invited you to dinner."

Christian's gaze drilled into Steve intensely. "What's going on?"

Steve replied, "He seemed to have heard about your injury."

At the Patterson Manor.

Christian stepped out of the car at the Patterson Manor, and the butler greeted him. "Mr. Patterson is back." Christian asked casually, "Are there people visiting the house?"He just saw a strange car driving away.

The butler nodded. "Mrs. Lamia Patterson invited Ms. Martinez to come and visit."

Christian's brow furrowed slightly, struggling to recall who she was.

While at the company, he had the doctor reapply the bandage.

As he walked in looking severe, he could hear Lamia and Jane laughing inside, along with Emma talking. Lamia noticed his injured right hand as she entered, and her brows furrowed. "Did you get hurt? Is it serious?" Emma hurried over and cautiously held his arm. "Chris, how did you get hurt?"

Jane came over, looking concerned. "Mr. Patterson, are you alright?"

Christian's expression tightened with irritation. He glanced at Lamia and said flatly, "I'm going upstairs."

Lamia got up. "Hold on. You haven't said hello to the guest yet. She is Jane, and I wanted to introduce her earlier. Beatrice hit her, and you're the one who took her to the hospital!" Christian furrowed his brows and pondered for a while before remembering that such a person was at the party.

Jane blushed and looked down. "Mr. Patterson, I just wanted to say thanks for your help."

Christian's expression stayed casual, and spoke calmly, "It's alright, Ms. Martinez. Just don't blame the Patterson family for any impoliteness."

Jane wanted to say something, but Christian had already turned and gone upstairs.

She watched his retreating figure with a touch of disappointment, biting her lip.

Lamia, standing nearby, had a subtle glint in her eyes, and a wise smile appeared.