Christina felt that Crystal was very strange. Crystal had just answered a phone call and seemed to befrightened by the person on the other end of the phone. She said she wanted to leave first.Christina looked at her seriously and stopped her from leaving. "Who called you just now? Doessomeone threaten you?"

Hearing that, Crystal blushed and felt ashamed.

"I'm fine. I'll tell you after a while..." She really didn't get a cheek to say anything about her andChandler.

"Crystal, there are too many bad things happening around me. I don't want to implicate you. If youreplace anything wrong, tell me immediately.”

The more nervous Christina was, the more embarrassed Crystal became. She tried to calm her, "I'mjust an ordinary citizen. It's you who should be careful. Every time you go back to C City, there'ssomething bad that happens to you. I'll contact you later.”

They each took a taxi, Crystal headed west, and Christina went to the central hospital.

"How is he now?"

Standing outside the ward, she glanced inside. Just as Betty opened the door and came out,Christina asked awkwardly.

She and her father were almost in a relationship of strangers, and now she suddenly had to careabout him, saying those caring words face to face. She felt a little embarrassed.

Betty saw her wandering outside the ward and knew that she was struggling with ambivalence."The doctor said that as long as he wakes up, he will be fine and can be transferred to an ordinaryward."

"Oh."

She replied calmly, expressionless.

Betty asked naturally, "Do you want to go in?"

Her father seemed to have woken up, and there was the sound of the news on the TV in the ward.Christina just sat in the chair outside the ward, "I'll go in after he falls asleep.” What's the point forher to go in now? If they quarreled, her father might be so angry that he would go back to the ICU.Seeing her sitting quietly by the side, Betty wanted to laugh.

"Christina, do you want to go back to the Dickens family to sleep tonight?"

Betty knew that she was staying at a hotel. Mrs Dickens mentioned it was very cold and desolate inthe Dickens family. Her mood was a little complicated.

Christina did not answer her immediately. But previously, she would reject her without hesitation.She changed the subject. "Auntie, go and rest. I feel you're tired.”

Watching Betty run up and down for her father's illness, she suddenly remembered that herstepmother had not even been seen now. She was angry. "Connie hasn't come yet?"

Betty wanted to say something, but at this moment, the nanny in the corridor helped Mrs. Dickenscome over. When the old madam heard Connie's name, she immediately cursed, "Connie marriedinto my Dickens family, and she still acting tv and films all day. Now that Donald is sick, she evendoesn't come to see..."

Mrs Dickens had always been very satisfied with Connie, or else she wouldn't have agreed to herdaughter-in-law being an actress outside. But this time, even Christina found it strange that herhypocritical stepmother didn’t show up.

"Christina, why are you sitting here? Go in and see your father.”

Mrs Dickens saw her granddaughter outside the ward with joy on her face. She pulled her upforcefully and entered the ward. Christina did not dare to push her and followed her awkwardly.

As Christina had guessed, as she went in and looked at her father, both of them were embarrassed.They were like strangers and had no topic to chat.

"She's indeed your daughter. Donald, Christina rushed over immediately when she heard that you'resick.” Mrs. Dickens smiled proudly. "Just now, the young master of the Shepherd family in A Cityalso came here personally. After looking for several experts, I'm finally not that worried.”

"Our Christina is promising.”

Although Mrs Dickens was snobbish, she seemed really happy now. Christina was not used to thisstrange warmth.

Donald leaned against the bed and said, "Yes."

Christina was stunned.

She was surprised that her father would approve of her sometimes.

She didn't do anything. Maybe they thought she had ask Charles for help. But, in fact, Charles wenthere without her invitation.

Mrs Dickens brought some tonic soup over, poured it into a bowl, and asked her, "Christina, I heardfrom your aunt that you're renting a house in A City alone now?"

"Yes."

Christina didn't say anything more.

The old madam handed half a bowl of soup to Donald. Donald took half a sip and looked atChristina.

Mrs. Dickens said slowly, "You're alone outside. Can you take care of yourself? The Dickens family isso big. Don't stay outside. Come back with us..."

Christina did not say a word, looking down at her toes.

After all, they were families. They all knew Christina's temperament. The girls in other families werelovely and cute, but Christina was even more stubborn than the boys. Sometimes, as long as thechildren played the coquetry or cried, they could soften people's hearts, but the child of the Dickensfamily just looked at you blankly.

Mrs. Dickens had told her off many times, but there was no effect about it. She thought that apartfrom being not close to them, there might be other reasons why she didn't want to go back to theDickens family.

"How are things going with Hopkins family now?"

"I heard that you haven't divorced Patrick yet. What're your thoughts now? They said you insistednot..."

This time, her grandmother asked calmly. She did not mock her, but Christina did not know how toanswer. It was really ridiculous.

"If it's not suitable, let go.” Donald, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Christina looked at him in a daze.

In fact, she had already noticed that her father had opposed her from the beginning to haveconnections with people in the Hopkins family, and her aunt was also very opposed. Except for hergrandmother's simple desire to set a close relationship with the Hopkins family, no one in theDickens family agreed to her marriage to Patrick.

"The children have been gone. Alas, it's fate. No one can't change it. Let it go..."

Mrs Dickens seemed to have figured it out. The older she got, the more resigned she became.

At the mention of the word "Children," Christina's hands slowly tightened, and her mood wasindescribably down.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Betty heard what they were talking about. Looking atChristina's expression, she spoke to ease the atmosphere. "Christina, Mr. Shepherd is looking foryou. Go out for a while.”

"I'll go out.”

She walked out of the ward hurriedly as if she was running away.

Donald looked at her leaving figure and was about to stop her. Betty looked up at him andeveryone fell silent.

In fact, Charles did not look for her. It's just an excuse that Betty gave her.

"Thank you."

She saw Charles in the doctor's office and heard some treatment plans. As she walked out of thehospital, Christina suddenly thanked him thinly.

Charles was a little flattered.

However, thinking that he came all the way from A City, he thought that he indeed could affordMiss Dickens's gratitude.

"Christina, I haven't eaten yet."

Charles was proud and give orders immediately.

"Why didn't you say it in the restaurant before?"

"Just now, you and Cory Hampton were sitting together. I'm not in the mood to order food," headded, a little dissatisfied. "And there's nothing delicious in that shop.”

Christina commented to him. "You're the most delicate one. So picky about food.”

"You have the nerve to say that I'm picky about food?" Charles also threw away the polite.

The two of them walked into the elevator side by side and went down to look for food in tacitagreement.

Charles got a car. He liked to drive around by himself. Besides, he knew best where there was funand delicious food in C City. He wouldn't treat his stomach so casually.

Christina, who was originally in a very depressed mood, suddenly relaxed a lot with him. Looking atthis man’s relaxing and unrestrained demeanour, she was really jealous that he was not in trouble.And he had many various friends.

"Charles, have you ever heard of any grudges between the Dickens family and the Hopkins family inthe past?”

She asked casually. Charles had a lot of friends and connections. This guy knew a lot about thesecret history of rich families.

"I don't know."

He still drove without looking sideways and squeezed out three words stiffly.

Christina was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at him with a burning sight. Charles probably feltguilty under her staring and said, "Sometimes Patrick may be aggressive and paranoid, but hewould not want to hurt you in his original intention...”

Christina raised her voice. "What do you know?"

Charles woke up and realized that he had revealed something.

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