Chapter 628: Chapter 628

I was completely guilty, so I dared not say a word back as Remington let out his anger. Unfortunately, Christopher was by my side. He was the type to protect his wife no matter what happened. Whenever Remington raised his voice at me, Christopher would start putting on a cold front. In the end, Remington was shrieking in anger. He grabbed Christopher by the collar and dragged him to the practice room upstairs.

Outside the door, I could hear the two of them fighting with each other. I clasped my hands together before my chest. “Please just let them put an end to this peacefully.”

“To h*ll with peace! Yvonne… Ouch! You… I’m telling you, if this painting isn’t done by Sunday, I will cut off all ties with you. I will never show up before you again. I… Argh! Oh, is that how you want to play it? Come here and let me teach you a lesson, Christopher!”

“What else did you expect? For me to stand here and let you hit me? My wife is the only one that I will willingly allow to lay a finger on me.”

“I see you’re willing to throw away your friendship for your relationship. I can only say that it is unfortunate to have been your friend.”

“Friends are for using. My wife is for loving. That’s just how it is.”

Listening in to their conversation, my eyes were twitching. Hopefully, Remington would not get angrier after hearing Christopher’s preposterous logic.

I kept hearing heavy thumps on the floor, coupled with Remington’s miserable screams from time to time. Finally, the practice room door opened. Christopher walked out first with his sleeves rolled up high. The tie around his neck was in a mess. There was a bruise on the corner of his mouth. The sight of it made my heart ache.

“Aren’t you going to blow on it for me? It hurts.” Christopher put his face near mine.

“I can’t believe you guys actually beat each other up. Couldn’t you have toned it down a little? Besides, there’s a punching bag right there. The two of you could have just competed to see who would break the punching bag first or something.” I leaned over to him and blew gently on his bruise.

“Don’t worry. I never lose.” Christopher shot me a sly smile. “Your kiss numbs all pain.”

“Will the two of you stop showing off? At least take a moment to consider how I feel. Move aside.” Remington stepped out with his chest puffed. There seemed to be no injuries on his face. As he walked out, he even did a biting motion toward us to signify his victory. With my jaw wide open, I softly whispered to Christopher, “I thought you said you never lose?”

“Shush!” Christopher took a step nearer to me. “He’s just happy he left a mark on my face. I deliberately landed all my punches on places that are covered by his clothes. Trust me. He’s definitely in more pain than me.”

I shot him a thumbs up. Indeed, I had to admit that I admired his skills.

“What about Spencer? If I use Crystal as an excuse to lure him back, do you think it will work?” I asked hesitantly.

“Just tell him that Crystal is looking for him urgently. Remember to emphasize that she is close to tears. I guarantee he will be on a flight back tonight,” Christopher said solemnly.

“That’s true. No argument there.” I once again gave him a thumbs up to salute his intelligence.

That night, after Christopher and I finished our “vigorous exercise”, we lay cuddling in bed. Suddenly, a series of fast-paced knocks sounded. Initially, I thought it was probably the neighbors. After a while, the knocking did not stop, and both Christopher and I were awakened. It was only then we realized that someone was knocking at our door.

I exchanged glances with Christopher. Both of us were visibly puzzled. I held onto my forehead and frowned. “It can’t be. When I called him, he was busy. So I left a message. Considering the time difference, he must have left at around midnight. That man is honestly hopeless.”

“Even more importantly, he’s so blind. He had just had to fall in love with a girl that loves playing games and flirting with other men. He has such weird taste, unlike me.” Christopher had just gotten done changing. He kissed me on the forehead before going to check on the door.

I shut my eyes. I was half asleep when suddenly someone kicked the bedroom door open. This was followed by Spencer’s loud and panicked voice shouting in my ear. “Yvonne, tell me. Where is Crystal? Is she okay?”