Chapter 330

Charles suddenly remembered something interesting that happened recently.

"I heard that Cory's daughter, who was born by a surrogate mother, has been sent abroad. Carrie

refused to sign a divorce with him, and Carrie now is like a lunatic, chasing after those pretty and

superficial women and scolding them for being a mistress. Once she even went to the police

station.”

Crystal Zhu immediately asked excitedly, "Does Cory really have an affair with that star Cecilia?"

Charles turned to look at Christina Dickens, who was quiet on the other side. She didn't seem

interested in gossip.

He said truthfully, "Cory and Cecilia are indeed together. Half a year ago, I saw them go abroad on

business and stay at a hotel.”

Crystal's eyes widened, "They're really screwing with each other.”

No wonder when Carrie saw Christina today, she looked like a crazy woman who was a little

delusional.

"Why did Cory sleep with that outdated female star?"

It was the very Cecilia, the one who did plastic surgery.

Crystal had no bad intention and was just curious. Christina didn't want to talk about this, so she

interrupted, "Charles, why did you suddenly come to C city?"

Charles stopped, looked at her cold face, and suddenly sneered, "Christina, actually, Cory was right

about one thing just now. A woman like you is heartless."

"Weird. Just say what you want to say.” Christina glared at him angrily.

Charles snorted as if he had deliberately angered her. He turned to look at Crystal and talked.

"Do you want to know why Cory was with Cecilia? In fact, it's easy to understand. Cecilia looks very

similar to our Miss Dickens. Cory has always held a grudge against things that happened in the past.

He must have drunk too much and in a moment of confusion, he can directly regard Cecilia as

Christina.”

"Cecilia, on the other hand, was desperate. When Patrick wanted to support her, she was as popular

as a princess, and no one dared to touch her. But if Patrick doesn’t want her, no one will dare to

have anything to do with her. Everyone knows that Patrick wants to ruin her career, which does not

need him to do it himself. Those who desperately want to please the Hopkins family will do it for

him."

Hearing this, Christina looked a little pale.

Charles asked her deliberately, "Didn't Patrick tell you how he dealt with Cecilia?"

"Patrick really didn't do anything. He didn't need to do anything. Just let the issue escalate and turn

a blind eye to it." So it was normal for those women to hate her and be jealous of her.

Christina's face darkened and she quickened her pace. She left him behind and didn't want to talk to

him.

Crystal walked side by side with Charles. Crystal somehow became vigilant. She felt a chill behind

her. This was the saying that killing people did not need a knife, and with no blood spilled on hands.

They lived in a different world compared with hers, and she was an ordinary person. This was

somehow scary.

Watching the woman in front of him walking faster and faster, Charles shouted angrily, "Christina,

slow down. Do you have a heart? I came here especially because of your father's illness. I have

found a few experts for you..."

Christina, who was around ten meters away, stopped and turned around, "How did you know my

father was hospitalized?”

Charles looked a little guilty when she asked.

"I just know," he replied stiffly.

"I just come to tell you that I'm busy in C City right now. Call me if you need anything. Don't go to

meet that Cory, lest you cause any trouble. I'm busy. See you."

Charles finished in a hurry, pretended to be very busy. He then took a taxi and left.

Leaving Christina and Crystal standing by the roadside, Crystal sighed, "He's a terrible liar."

Christina raised her eyebrows. It was obvious that Charles felt guilty.

"Christina, do you want to go back to the hospital now, or do you want to walk around?" Crystal

stood in front of a bus plate and looked at a familiar address. She suddenly missed her life in high

school.

"Shall we go around the school?" The school was very close. It was just a bus ride.

Christina's father had woken up at the hospital, and the doctor and her aunt were looking after him.

In fact, she had no use staying there. Seeing that Crystal Zhu was in high spirits, Christina then said,

"Okay."

The pace of life in C City was indeed not as fast as that in A City. Even a few empty seats could be

seen on the bus. Crystal felt happy. It was too painful for her to squeeze in a bus in A City.

"I like C City very much. If it weren't for my stepfather and his family moving to A City, I would have

stayed in this city.”

The two of them were high school classmates, and they hadn't known each other for long. They had

been in the same high school for just three years, after which they were separated by their own life.

On the contrary, Christina hated C City.

When they arrived at the station, they walked together and looked at the high school in front of

them. The high school was surrounded by a wall.

Crystal rushed excitedly to an old locust tree, "Christina, do you remember this tree? You used to

climb up this tree. Once you fought with a few boys in the next class and asked me to climb up the

tree to hide. I was scared to death."

That time, when a few gangster boys saw that Crystal was petite and sweet and easy to bully, and

they deliberately snatched her schoolbag and refused to return it to her. In the end, they,

unfortunately, bumped into Christina.

Christina did not have too many memories of the fight, but she remembered the old locust tree.

"I often climb up to take refuge.” She said it without a trace of guilt.

Crystal couldn't help laughing, "I remember one time when you went back to the dormitory and

told me that you had a free meal in the restaurant. So you ran to the tree to hide for most of the

day. And when you jumped down from the tree, you hit a boy. You were worried that him would

seek revenge on you."

"That's because I hit him, didn't apologize to him, and I scolded him." Back then Christina panicked

and ran back to school.

"That person is really unlucky. Hahaha."

Christina didn't even see what the person looked like. She only knew that the clothes he was

wearing were very premium. "I was too poor to pay for a meal, and he wore luxurious clothes.

Naturally I scolded him."

But when she thought about it, the man seemed to have been shocked too. As she suddenly

jumped down from the tree and threw herself on him, and the man got frozen by this.

She didn't know whether this was because he was timid or he hadn't had any contact with a woman.

The two of them chatted about interesting things that happened in the school in the past, and they

gradually relaxed.

"Patrick was very famous when he worked in our school as a teaching assistant. How could you not

know him, Christina?"

Thinking of this high school, Crystal really couldn't help mentioning the handsome and mysterious

teaching assistant Mark back then. Many female students coveted him, and even the female

students from several other schools nearby often sneaked over to squat at the entrance of their

school, waiting to see Mark.

At the mention of Patrick, her expression was a little complicated, "He came to our school as a

teaching assistant in our third year. That was when I had the most trouble with my family. I didn't

want to use the money of the Dickens family, so I was busy with classes and part-time jobs all day.

Who had time to think of him?"

But when she thought about it carefully, she remembered that back then in the girls’ dormitory,

students used to call assistant Mark all day, and some people said they were going to secretly take

pictures of him.

Crystal looked at her, "You were really tired at that time. You fell asleep as soon as you got back to

the dormitory."

She smiled even more happily, "I don't know if it's God's will or not. Patrick's classes are always

crowded. while you always skipped his classes and went out to work part-time.”

"Because his class was not mandatory." Christina looked a little awkward.

Crystal suddenly remembered something interesting, "No, I remember once you went to class with

me. That day, he called you to the office to lecture you."

"No way." Christina didn't remember at all.

Patrick was so good-looking, and if he caught her and asked her to meet him in the office, how

could she not remember it at all?

Seeing that Christina really didn't remember anything and was a little depressed, Crystal then said, "

It's true, okay? I've been worried about you all afternoon that day. Patrick has always been a very

disciplined teaching assistant in our school. He was very cold and difficult to approach. When he

saw you come that day, he somehow got angry and asked you to meet him in the office.”

Christina looked surprised, "He bullied me?"

When Crystal heard Christina saying that she immediately laughed so hard that she couldn't stand

up straight, "What are you hallucinating? How did Patrick bully you at that time? Hahaha..."

"Otherwise, why did you say he asked me to meet him in the office?"

"At that time, you didn't even know who he was," Crystal chuckled, "I remember when I couldn't

wait anymore and went to find you, you fell asleep on the desk in the office alone, and you were

wearing a man's coat.”

"I was really impressed by you. I then asked you who the coat belonged to, and you said you didn't

know. I asked you why you were sleeping on your desk. You seemed to say that the teaching

assistant asked you to sleep here. I was confused by you."

Christina had no impression of this small matter and said three words directly, "I don't know."

Crystal was used to her temper, "Forgetfulness is really Miss Dickens’ style.”

"I didn't want to go to class that day. You dragged me there. I was sleepy.”

This was how Christina explained it. Crystal looked at her seriously trying to remember things. But

Christina could not remember anything about it.

Crystal was in a happier mood and kept laughing, "Christina, did I say that you are a little dumb?"

"Who is dumb? Don't forget that I scored higher than you in all exams.” Christina would not accept

others slandering her intelligence.

Crystal had been with Chandler Stephenson a lot recently, so she became bolder. She then teased,

"Then tell me the names of the other girls in our dormitory back then. Who was the class monitor in

our class? You're the best if you can name one.”

Crystal was sure that she could not remember, which was not because she had a bad memory, but

because Christina habitually ignored these passers-by in her life.

If Crystal hadn't taken the initiative to contact her, this Miss Dickens probably would have forgotten

about her.

Originally, the two of them were having a good time. But Christina looked a little serious and

frowned.

She suddenly realized that if there was no binding relationship, she really wouldn't have

remembered anyone else.