With my face in his palms, Christopher gave me a kiss on the lips. âOkay, Iâd like to have a child. Do you want it to be a boy or a girl?â
I let out a faint smile and replied, âIâm fine with either honestly. As long as itâs our child, Iâll love him or her with all my heart. Iâll be sure to put them under my aegis and take good care of them.â
Having experienced a tough childhood myself, I didnât want my child to go through that same experience.
Christopher caressed my face before uttering, âWho do you think our child will resemble more? Me or you?â
Before I could say anything, he continued, âI think our child will be better off inheriting my genes. If our child does end up taking after me, he or she will be astonishingly intelligent as well as good-looking. Letâs just hope our child doesnât end up resembling the mother too much, for its own sake.â
Peeved, I latched onto Christopher and bit him on the shoulder.
The next morning, Christopher received a call from Julia again. She invited him to a café and told him that she had urgent matters to discuss with him. Yeah, right! Sheâs been using the same excuse for how many times now? Honestly, Iâve lost count.
She is really obstinate on breaking us up huh?
âMrs. Lane seems really excited. This is probably the tenth time sheâs doing this. So what do you want me to do today? Do I pretend to be pregnant again? You know we canât keep doing this right? The media is gonna catch wind on this eventually.â
Christopher glanced at me while rubbing his forehead. âNo, you should just come with me,â he uttered with a serious look.
What? He wants me to confront his date directly? I put on a cunning smile and nodded.
When the afternoon came, I headed to the café on my own since Christopher was still occupied with his work. He was going to go straight to the café from his office as soon as he finished work. After getting off the car, I realized that I had arrived at the café a tad too early. So, I decided to wander around the area for a bit.
As I was strolling around, I noticed a person pouring a bucket of paint onto one of the billboards by the road. He then proceeded to draw circles on the face of the person featured in the billboard before leaving.
I was stupefied in place after seeing what he did. A while later, several workers in helmets rushed over to the billboard and started replacing it with a new one. A passerby stopped beside them and threw a few kicks at the new billboard.
âWho gave you guys permission to replace the billboard? The billboard advertisement that youâve just taken down belongs to Crystal!â The passerby was a woman who was wearing a trench coat and a mask.
âThat abhorrent woman is not fit to be an idol. She should be detested.â
âYeah! Who knows what sheâs done with the money from the charity auction? What a greedy wench! Iâm glad I took down her billboard. This is what she deserves,â another worker added.
âBeat it! That billboard is private property. You donât have the right to take it down. Leave now or Iâll call the cops.â The woman in the coat tried to stop the man who was removing the second billboard.
âWho exactly are you supposed to be? Why are you standing up for a woman like Crystal?â One of the workers gave the woman a shove which ended up revealing her face.
âAh! Itâs Crystal!â