Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 84 This Is It

There were some things that one had to let go of. Otherwise, they would only harm others and themselves in the

end.

Before she uttered the words, Yuliana already knew that Christopher would be unhappy when he heard them. A

privileged person like Christopher, a person who was always pursued and surrounded by others, would not be used

to being rejected by others.

Staring at Christopher’s gloomy face, Yuliana paused for a moment before continuing, “When we were in the

ancient town, from the night before until this moment, I may have done things that would make

you misunderstand. I considered the fact that you were the father of my child and didn’t want to make too much

trouble with you. Thus, I’ve been enduring it.”

“Enduring it?” Christopher repeated. “Are you sure you were merely enduring it that night in the ancient town?

Yuliana, I think you were so enthralled that you refused to let go of my tongue!” Smirking, Christopher uttered the

last sentence with a sarcastic tone.

Yuliana’s face froze for a moment before she answered calmly, “Christopher, I have no problem with sexual

relations. Naturally, I too, desire intimacy between men and women. At that time, I would have reacted the same

even if it had been another attractive man.”

Therefore, Christopher was not special.

Christopher sneered and looked at Yuliana coldly, but there seemed to be something more complicated concealed

in his eyes.

Yuliana met his gaze and somehow felt suffocated. It felt as if she had said hurtful words.

The emotion in Christopher’s eyes quickly dissipated. He smiled faintly. “Ms. Livingstone, I thought you were a

chaste woman. I certainly did not expect you to be so casual. Indeed, I can have any woman I want. Why would I

fall for used goods?” Christopher lowered his eyes and glanced at her contemptuously. “It’s just that! had nothing to

do. Since I’m getting married soon, I just wanted to have some fun. Well, it was disappointing to have you see

through it.”

Christopher stood up lazily and stretched. He glanced at Yuliana. Pale and silent, she looked as if her heart had been

pierced by needles.

Smirking, Christopher added, “Ms. Livingstone, I recently found out why Harry insisted on divorcing you. You’re too

boring. I can see why he did such a thing. Even I can’t bear it anymore. Well, I guess this is it. Goodbye!”

After saying that, Christopher strode to the door, put on his shoes, and left.

When Yuliana heard the sound of the door closing, her shoulders immediately drooped.

The words Christopher had just spoken ran through her mind and made Yuliana feel as if her chest was being

weighed down by a boulder. She had to muster all her strength just to take a breath. Her eyes pricked and a drop of

tear rolled down unexpectedly.

Subconsciously, she lifted her hand and touched her face. Staring at the moisture on her fingertips, she suddenly

realized that she liked Christopher more than she thought.

“Even so, what of it?” she wondered. She had let Harry, who she had loved for a decade, go. What more to say

about Christopher, who she only liked a little?

“It’s okay. I’ll get over it soon,” Yuliana thought.

After that, Christopher no longer appeared before Yuliana. Thus, Yuliana’s life returned to its previous calm. She did

not have much time to get upset over this matter, and she even had less time to think of Christopher. Occasionally,

as she lay half-conscious on the bed at night, she would suddenly remember that Christopher has also slept on this

bed. He had lain on the spot where she was lying.

Christopher and Annabelle’s wedding was on the 26th of October.

The Solace family did not enjoy being high profile. Hence, only some relatives and friends were invited to

Christopher’s wedding. Even his business partners of many years were not informed, and he even declined the

media.

The night before the wedding. Annabelle held a bachelorette party with her best friend in the mansion. It was her

last indulgence before getting married.

Early that morning, the mansion became quiet again after she sent away her friends.

Annabelle stood in the large empty hall and looked around.

A product of the previous night’s madness, the hall was a complete mess Annabelle kicked away a balloon. at her

feet and headed straight to the brown leather couch. Sitting down, she picked up the remaining wine on the coffee

table and guzzled it down.

Then, she set down the glass and picked up the cigarette box. She took out a cigarette and lit it

When they were playing earlier, they did not turn on the brightest main lights in the hall. Instead, they turned on the

wall lights on the walls in order to set the mood. The dim light orange light appeared to be shrouded. by candles.

Clad in a red silk slip dress, Annabelle was like a demon in the dark night. Crossing her legs, her red nail polish was

reflected on her pale skin. She clasped her chest with one hand, while her other hand held the cigarette between

her fingers as she puffed out the smoke.

Her alluring eyes stared off into the distance in a daze.

A sudden clicking sound was extraordinarily harsh in the quiet mansion.

Annabelle raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the hall entrance. After waiting quietly for a while, a large

and tall figure ambled in from the darkness.