Hearing that made me really mad, and I slapped her across the face with so much force that it left her stunned for quite a while.
After taking a moment to regain her composure, Monica charged at me while screaming angrily, “You b*tch! How dare you hit me? Don’t think you’ve won just because you seduced Chris! I won’t lose to a wh*re like you!”
“You wait right here!” I forced Monica to the ground and ran back home to retrieve the doctor’s medical report from last night. I then shoved them into her hands and said coldly, “Here, read this! Take a good, long look at the medical report for his diagnosis and see for yourself how serious it really is! This is the real world, Monica! We’re not in some f*cking book or a movie where the drug just magically wears off the next day, and the person would be completely fine afterward! Seriously, how naïve can you be? Do you even realize what it means for a man to be permanently impotent?”
Monica froze when she read through the report, only to rip it to shreds moments later. “That’s impossible! Dad would never lie to me! He said Chris would be fine!”
I ignored her and made my way back to my unit upstairs. “She hit you? This b*tch…” I muttered through clenched teeth when I saw Christopher’s slightly reddened and swollen cheek.
“Don’t worry, it’s just a slap. Besides, you told me to make it clear to her and resolve everything in one go, didn’t you?” he said with a chuckle while giving my hand a little squeeze.
“What did you say to make her hit you?” I asked curiously.
Christopher pointed at the table in front of him. “Feed me an apple and I’ll tell you.”
My goodness, this guy has gotten too used to being spoiled! He’s acting like a freaking child, but I just enjoy spoiling him like one.
All Christopher had to do was open his mouth while I fed him the apple and some water. After finishing his drink, Christopher finally revealed the answer. “I told her that I wouldn’t have married her even if you didn’t exist and that she shouldn’t waste any more of her time on me. I also told her that we should maintain our distance as friends from now on because I don’t want you to get jealous.”
That was a little overboard, and I couldn’t help but worry about what would happen next. It would’ve been fine if it were some other woman, but Monica is from the Martin family which the Lane family is deeply indebted! Julia clearly wants Monica to be her daughter-in-law, so it’s possible that she would soften up if Monica begs her for forgiveness.
Christopher had been physically weak for a couple of days like the doctor said and had spent most of his time lying in bed. I got a little nervous when Gordon dropped by for a visit at some point, but he didn’t say much and left shortly after asking me to take good care of Christopher.
It wasn’t long before I stopped worrying about Monica and Mitchell as the people in charge of the art exhibition kept calling me and inviting me to attend the party.
After giving it some thought, I decided to accept the invitation and attended the party in an evening gown that Christopher had prepared for me. Although it was just a party for an art exhibition, the venue was so well decorated that it looked as grand as a gala event, with a red carpet at the entrance.
“What, are you so nervous that you’re chickening out?” Christopher teased me when he saw me still sitting inside the car.
“Says who?” I rolled my eyes at him in response. Despite what I said, I was actually uncomfortable attending social events like these. With so many cameras around, a single mistake could easily lead to a lifetime of embarrassment and humiliation.
“Let’s go, then!” Christopher then got out of the car, opened the door for me, and held out his hand.
“I thought you said you had an important meeting?” I asked as I was surprised.
“This event means a lot to you, so I’m definitely attending it with you. Besides, no meeting is more important than you,” Christopher said while waving his hand.
