Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call
Chapter 198

Chapter 198 Try to Get Along

Christian went to the study where James worked.

James watched him come in, and his expression remained unchanged.

"I heard from your mother that you were injured?"

"It is just a small injury,"

Christian spoke lightly.

James nodded, with a bit of pondering on his face.

"Is it Anastasia?"

His eyeliner was far more than the people in the company. He already knew about the golf course. Even if Lamia didn't tell him, he would still know.

It was just that he also knew his son's temper.

Christian didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't ask.

But some time ago, his scandal made James ashamed of Lamia, so he didn't fuss about the trifles.

Christian frowned, and before he could speak, James said flatly, "Since you're divorced, it is better to keep your distance. Even if you don't need to get married, you had better replace a woman of the right family to add to the cake. It will make people laugh if you are entangled in the past.

"Jane, that your mother meet is pretty good. She is gentle and honest. There is nothing to criticize. If you agree, you can try to get along!"

James's eyes were so gloomy that one could see through the calculations in his heart at a glance.

Christian remained silent, and there was dead silence in the study.

After a few seconds.

Christian raised his head with his sharp and clear jawline and responded slowly, "I want to remarry Anastasia. She did nothing wrong, but the Patterson family is sorry for her." "Christian..."

James interrupted him, frowning, with disapproval all over his face.

Christian's brows and eyes were indifferent, and his voice was cold.

"If you need icing on the cake, why did you divorce your childhood sweetheart and well-matched ex-wife?"

James's face turned pale all of a sudden. His eyelashes violently trembled as if he had been poked into something he was ashamed to say.

"You..."

Christian's brows and eyes were indifferent, and he said coldly, "Who I marry is my own business, and you don't need to worry about it.

"Dad, if there is nothing else, I will return to the company first."

The emotion in his eyes was like a ball of insoluble ink, which was even more difficult to understand.

Then he nodded lightly, turned around, and went out.

He looked polite and thoughtful, but he had no patience and tenderness for this family.

He was strictly required from a young age. James was strict with him, and Lamia was even stricter because he was essential to keeping Lamia's glory and wealth. Both of them were very selfish and never cared for him much.

He was just a tool for them to achieve their goals.

As he could be alone, feelings were irrelevant. So he didn't care about James and Lamia at all.

He didn't even learn to care about Anastasia...

James's face did not ease up for a long time.

No one in the Patterson family dared to mention Lyra's name. Only Christian dared.

The stronger he was, the more rebellious he became.

James knew that he couldn't control Christian anymore.

James tightly clenched his palms, his veins bulging.

Subsequently.

Christian went downstairs. His aura was cold and indifferent, so he could make people feel the silent pressure without speaking.

However, his body had a vaguely warm and cold fragrance, so indifferent that people mistook it for compassion. And it involuntarily made people want to get close.

Jane helped the servant serve the dishes in the kitchen. Watching him get down, he couldn't help saying, "Mr. Patterson, it is time for dinner."

Christian never tilted his head, walked towards the door, and said, "I still have something to do, so I don't eat."

Jane's face suddenly turned pale.