Chapter 349: Chapter 349

Christopher chuckled and pinched me a little before he snuck out of the room. Naturally, he had to go out through the window. Before he left, he squeezed my bosom. “I feel that they have gotten bigger. The books are right. Boobs need to be massaged regularly so they can grow bigger.”

I grabbed another pillow and threw it over. By then, Christopher had already jumped to the other side. He was so athletic that I was a little jealous. I felt all sticky at the time, so I went to take a shower. That was when I heard my phone vibrating.

I dried my hands and got my phone from my bag. To my surprise, no one was calling me. What’s strange was that the sound of a vibrating phone kept echoing in the room. I looked around and finally found Christopher’s phone under the bed.

My lips twitched. That man… He must’ve tossed his clothes randomly to the side and didn’t even know that he had dropped his phone. I picked the phone up and checked the screen to see that the call was from a person who only saved as thirteen in Christopher’s contact list. I didn’t know if I should accept the call and wanted to get the phone to Christopher immediately. Unfortunately, our rooms were too far apart, and the caller might hang up before I reach his room.

I rushed to put my clothes on, but the phone had stopped vibrating. The person called a second time right away, and it sounded like an urgent matter. I hesitated for a moment before I accepted the call and said, “Hi, you’re looking for Christopher, right? He’s not here now. Do you mind waiting for about ten minutes? I will have him call you back soon. May I know your name?”

There was a short silence from the other end. “Yvonne, is that you?” asked an excited person who sounded youthful and strong.

“And you are?” Is he Christopher’s friend? I blinked.

“This is Sean. We met on the cruise ship,” replied Sean.

“Oh, it’s you. I’m so glad you’re fine,” I said. Things were hectic earlier, so I almost forgot about the guy. I thought about him, but I never asked Christopher if everyone was alright. I didn’t want to risk reminding him of the sad past.

“Yeah, everybody survived. I need to speak to Sir. Please have him call me right away because he repeatedly told me that it is urgent and to call him as soon as the investigation bore fruit.”

“This isn’t about John, right?” I asked nervously. My reaction was justified because John truly traumatized me. He was the first person I shot, and he became so crazy that he wanted to drag us to the sea with him and drown us. He was such a lunatic.

“No, he is dead. Don’t worry, Yvonne,” replied Sean before he added, “I am not in a position to tell you what it is about, though. I’m sure Sir will share this with you soon enough, so please don’t ask about it.”

Sean being that mysterious only got me to feel more nervous. Did something big happen?

I asked Sean to wait for a moment. After that, I put on my clothes and held the phone before heading over to Christopher’s room. I scanned around and made sure that no one was around before I sighed a breath of relief. My gosh, we’re married, but we’re still sneaking around like teenagers.

I was going to knock on the door, but I later realized that it wasn’t closed properly, so I pushed it gently.

“Chris, it took me a lot of courage to come to you tonight, but I really want to know,” said a woman. Through the gap of the door, I saw that Christopher was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and was playing with his lighter. Standing in front of him was none other than Monica.

My eye twitched and immediately backed out. I spied and acted like I was an accessory on the door.

Christopher lit up a cigarette and took a few puffs before he said, “You already know my answer, don’t you? You profess your love to me every year since you were eighteen, and I’ve always rejected you and made things clear. I never even leave you any room for imagination. How many times do I have to tell you? I only see you as a sister.”

Monica’s gaze turned dim. She had her head down and asked, “But I really don’t understand. Why am I nothing compared to her? We met first, and I fell in love with you before she did. Why would you choose Yvonne?”