Christina felt a little down for some reason.
When she woke up the next day, she completely forgot about playing Mahjong. Her mind was in a whirl and she didn't get up until 10 o'clock.
"Where's Patrick?" She woke up and found no sign of him.
As soon as she came out of the hotel suite, she bumped into Charles. Charles hated her for what she had done to him last night and said coldly, "Go back to the Dickens Family yourself. He won't go with you."
"Patrick has gone to the cemetery. Today is the anniversary of Cecilia's death..."
Patrick was going to accompany her back to the Dickens Family, but now he went to pay his respects to his dead ex-girlfriend. He must love that woman very much.
The storm in the C City finally stopped, but she hesitated in the lobby of the hotel.
She didn't want to go back to the Dickens Family...
All of a sudden, a familiar voice came from the hotel gate. There was excitement in that old voice.
Christina's face flashed with disbelief and she quickly walked over, "Grandma." Her voice suddenly choked up.
"Christina, it's really you. You're really back! Where have you been? You haven't come back to see us for so many years. Do you know how worried grandma is about you?" Mrs. Dickens's eyes were glistening with tears, and her tone was concerned and helpless.
Christina's heart ached as she listened, and she hugged the old madam in front of her.
Christina didn't expect her grandmother to come to the hotel to pick her up personally. She hadn't seen her grandmother for six years. She felt guilty and torn.
"The old master of the Hopkins Family in the A City called us a few days ago." Mrs. Dickens's face lit up and she took Christina's hand and sat in the car, "Grandma has watched you grow up since you were a child. If I don't come to pick you up personally today, you will sneak away. Since you're back, don't run around anymore."
"By the way, where's the young master from the Hopkins Family?" The old madam looked around excitedly.
Christina got in the car with the old madam. There was a complicated expression on her face, "He has something important to do today."
"That's right. The children of the Hopkins Family must have a lot of important things to do," the old woman said with an excited smile, "Christina, I heard that you two have already got marriage licenses. It's great that you can marry into the Hopkins Family. Grandma is happy for you."
Hearing this, Christina froze for a moment. She felt her grandmother had an ulterior motive for picking her up.
The car drove smoothly towards the Dickens Family. Along the way, Mrs. Dickens excitedly asked her a lot about the Hopkins Family but did not ask her how she had been all these years.
Christina felt very bad. As soon as they reached the gate of the Dickens Family, she heard an excited conversation coming from inside the house.
"I haven't seen you for many years. You've lost so much weight. Mom said that there would be a distinguished guest today. It's actually you. Why don't you tell me in advance?"
"Where is my brother-in-law? We bring a vintage red wine for him to taste, wanting to thank him for his previous funding."
"Your brother-in-law is upstairs. You don't have to do this. We're a family."
The house was filled with laughter.
Christina froze at the door. Her hands clenched into fists when she heard these.
At this moment, she just wanted to turn around and leave.
"It's been so many years, Christina. Don't hate your stepmother."
Mrs. Dickens seemed to have guessed that she wanted to escape, so she immediately took Christina's hand and dragged her in, "Carrie is here today."
"You are back, Old Madam." The servant greeted her.
Soon footsteps were heard in the house. Carrie ran to the door with a fawning face, "Granny, I haven't seen you for ages."
However, when Carrie saw Christina beside the old madam, the smile froze on her face and she looked shocked.
At this moment, the man, who was more shocked than Carrie, ran toward her subconsciously. It was her bastard ex, Cory. Cory looked at her in disbelief, "Christina, why are you here? You followed me!"
Christina sneered at Cory's words.
"You know each other?" Mrs. Dickens was the first to ask.
Christina gritted her teeth and said.
Cory seemed to have just regained his senses. Seeing that Mrs. Dickens was holding Christina's hands, he suddenly understood something. There was a complicated and awkward expression on his face.
Mrs. Dickens noticed that Cory looked at Christina with a strange expression, while Carrie, on the other hand, was torn and resentful.
"Christina, you're finally willing to come back. I apologize for what happened before. It's my fault. I've been really guilty all these years. I can do anything you want me to do. Don't be angry with your father, okay?"
Connie spoke softly with a concerned expression on her face. She looked like she was begging for forgiveness, but in fact, she was accusing Christina of not going back to the Dickens Family all these years. Such an evil stepmother.
"How can our Christina remember those trivial things?"
Mrs. Dickens was in a good mood. She smiled and said to Connie, "Tell Donald to come downstairs. He works all day long and doesn't care about his own daughter. Christina is so good now..."
Then Mrs. Dickens led Christina to the living room and offered her fruit and dessert enthusiastically.
Christina suppressed her agitated mood and chatted with the old madam. Suddenly, a little girl ran over and sweetly called the old madam, "Great-grandma."
"Jasmine, good girl. This is Carrie's daughter."
Mrs. Dickens introduced Jasmine with a smile. Christina remained silent with a gloomy face. She caught a glimpse of the girl acting coquettishly at Cory's legs across the living room, and she saw Carrie touched the child's little head in a motherly manner. The family of three was very happy and harmonious.
"Cory, Jasmine has grown up. You two need to get married..."
Mrs. Dickens said. Carrie leaned her head on Cory's shoulder and looked shy, but the latter looked at Christina with a complicated expression.
Christina's face was gloomy. She turned around and didn't want to see them.
Mrs. Dickens noticed that something was wrong with Christina, so she asked curiously, "Christina, Cory is a relative of the Hopkins Family. You guys used to..."
"We used to be..." a couple.
"Grandma, I'm going to the bathroom."
Christina seemed to be unable to stand the oppressive air here. She quickly stood up and walked away before the old madam said anything.
Mrs. Dickens looked a little displeased when Christina ignored her and walked away.
Christina went to the backyard of the Dickens Family. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She hated the Dickens Family and wished she could never come back.
She looked around with a complicated expression. The flowers and plants here had already been changed.
"Are you Donald's daughter?"
Cory followed behind her, and his voice was filled with shock.
Christina was Donald's daughter. She was the only daughter of the Dickens Family, the richest family in the C City. How was that possible? She used to live in an old apartment and live frugally...
She ignored him and didn't even look back.
Cory rushed up to her and stared at her with a burning gaze, "Why didn't you tell me?" He questioned.
Christina thought it was ridiculous, "We were married for three years, and I have no idea you don't know that. Cory, now that you know it, so what? You're very grateful to Carrie's brother-in-law for helping you. Then you should hurry up and please her brother-in-law. Anyway, I'm a poor girl living in a broken apartment and I have nothing to do with the Dickens Family."
"Christina, you do this on purpose!" Cory suddenly became agitated and grabbed her.
She shook his hand away and burst into laughter. She sneered, "It was you who hooked up with my stepmother's younger sister. Who on earth does it on purpose? Cory, you are so shameless!"
Cory was silent for a moment. He suddenly understood why his mother didn't let him divorce Christina. So...
"What are you doing!"
Suddenly, a sharp and cold voice came from the window of the study on the second floor. Donald looked at them sharply. Then he ordered Christina, "Come upstairs!"
Christina raised her head and looked at her own father, who was also looking at her from afar. There was only hatred in her eyes.
"Come upstairs right now!" Donald repeated and warned her in a cold voice.
Christina walked angrily to the study on the second floor.
The two of them hadn't seen each other for six years. As soon as she came in, Donald scolded, "What have you learned all these years? You really like to flirt with men, huh? That's Carrie's man. You're so shameless!"
"I flirt with men? Yeah, I like flirting with men. Yes, I'm that shameless, after all, I'm your daughter and I learned everything from you. Cheater father and b*tch daughter, right?"
Christina was stubborn, and then sneered, "Birds of a feather flock together. Connie seduced you to have sex with her when she was only 20 years old. I bet she's a lot more shameless than I am."
"Shut up! Connie is your stepmother." Donald glared at his daughter.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Connie walked in with a worried expression on her face, "Donald, Christina rarely comes back. Don't argue with her. Calm down. We are a family."
"Who is a family with a slut like you?" Every time Christina saw Connie, she couldn't help but lose control and yell.
Suddenly, Donald raised his hand and slapped Christina in the face.
"You can't be arrogant and wilful because you're a daughter of the Dickens Family. Christina, behave yourself!"
Christina's eyes were red, her lips were pursed, and she glared at her goddamn father. Her right cheek was swollen and burning with pain.
Donald yelled at her, "Listen, I don't care how you hook up with Patrick, but I don't approve of your marrying him, lest you offend the Hopkins Family and implicate me in the future."
"Don't worry, I won't implicate you. My father died when I was 17!"
She gave a roar of rage. There were more and more tears in her eyes. She turned around and ran out, unable to control her emotions.
Donald stared at her back, his face darkening with anger.
Connie stood beside Donald with a smug smile. She pretended to be concerned, "Donald, shall we go and comfort her?"
"What's going on? She runs away before having dinner."
Mrs. Dickens was outside the door on the first floor. Seeing Christina running away, she cursed angrily, "She is as unruly as her mother."
Cory also saw Christina run out in a flurry, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to chase after her.
"Cory, we're ready for dinner." Carrie took his arm in a coquettish way and said to him.
Cory paused. He was still shocked.
"She goes back to the Dickens Family herself?"
Just then, at the hotel, Patrick had just received a call.
He asked coldly, "Where is she now?"
The bodyguard on the other end of the phone hesitated, "Mr. Hopkins, Young Madam... She's missing."