Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 145

Chapter 145 Prove It To Me

Staring into his cold eyes, Yuliana was stunned for a moment. She opened her mouth to speak, but the hand holding her chin suddenly withdrew. Christopher shot her a stony gaze, spun around, and walked away.

“Christopher!”

Yuliana wanted to stop him, but Christopher didn’t respond to her call at all. He went into the bathroom with a towel without sparing a backward glance. After coming out of the bathroom, he went straight to his room and didn’t step out again.

Yuliana sat on the couch, at a loss, for a while.

It was already early in the morning. The whole world seemed so quiet.

Memories of her standing in front of Harry and the gaze in Christopher’s eyes flashed across her mind repeatedly.

Every time she thought about it, the frustration within her would amplify.

“Also, how did Christopher find out that I liked Harry for ten years?” Yuliana wondered.

During her three years in high school, except for Xandria, she had never told anyone about her feelings for Harry. Even Harry was oblivious to it.

The first time she confessed her feelings to Harry was when she was about to graduate from university. At that time, Harry had just broken up with Annabelle.

Yuliana’s mind was a mess. She stared at the closed door and hesitated for a long time. In the end, she slowly made her way over to the door.

After halting at the door briefly, she raised her knuckle and knocked on the door twice. There was no answer. After another short pause, she held the doorknob and twisted it. The door cracked open, and the faint smell of sandalwood wafted toward her.

The lights in the room were on.

She swept her gaze around the room and saw Christopher standing in front of the big glass wall with his back to the door, looking slender yet forlorn. He had changed into dark-colored pajamas. His hair was still wet, indicating that he had just come out of the shower.

Faint plumes of white smoke rose from the scented candle on the nightstand.

Yuliana stepped into the room and paused behind him. She called out softly, “Christopher.”

Christopher didn’t turn around at her call. There was a lit cigarette between his fingers.

It was rare for Yuliana to feel guilty – especially for her to feel it before resolving the myriad of complications between her and Christopher.

Yuliana didn’t know how to start when Christopher didn’t respond.

After a long silence, Christopher stubbed the cigarette and walked to the side to open the window. He finally whirled around and glanced at Yuliana. “You take the room, and I’ll take the couch.”

At the end of his sentence, he walked straight out with his long legs.

Yuliana instinctively reached out and clasped his arm. “Christopher, anything between Harry and me is already in the past. I’ve never thought of putting my child’s life at risk. I only stood in front of him due to

the desperate situation. It wasn’t that I still have feelings for him. I just didn’t want the two of you to keep fighting. Moreover…” She stopped for a beat and fixed her bright eyes on Christopher. “I knew you would stop.”

Yuliana didn’t know where that kind of trust came from. Belated apprehension filled her at the flashback. However, at that time, she had an inexplicable intuition that Christopher wouldn’t hurt her.

Christopher let her hold on to him and stood still.

Yuliana couldn’t see his face, so she didn’t know what expression he was sporting. She took two steps forward and stood in front of him. Looking up at him, she stared into his eyes with seriousness and explained, “When you came back from Romdale, I was visiting Harry’s grandma at the nursing home. I was married to Harry for three years, and Harry’s grandma treated me well during those years. You knew that. I went to the nursing home to visit her, but that was because of my attachment to her. It had nothing to do with Harry. She was sent to the hospital last night and said she wanted to see me.” Bringing that up also

brought up Yuliana’s memory of Harry’s grandma’s last moments before the latter passed away. Feeling upset, she got choked up. “She… passed away not long after I got there.”

Upon hearing her revelation, something flashed across Christopher’s face, but it was fleeting.

“Prove it to me.” His thin lips moved. His gray eyes shone clear beneath the light.

Yuliana looked into his eyes, spacing out for a moment. “What?” she asked.

Christopher grabbed her hand and put it on the collar of his pajama shirt. “Didn’t you say that everything between you and that jerk is already in the past? Then, prove it to me! Yuliana, we already

got a marriage certificate. We’re a legitimate married couple now. The doctor also said your body can take it.”

Yuliana instantly understood what he meant. She frowned and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Christopher held on to it tightly.

“Christopher, I’m not in the mood tonight!”

Having just experienced the passing of Harry’s grandma, how could she have sex with Christopher at this time?

Moreover, there were still many problems between her and Christopher.

Margaret’s face crossed her mind at the thought.

Christopher tightened his grip on her hand and scoffed. “When were you ever in the mood? Didn’t you refuse me from the start, Yuliana? You wouldn’t have married me if it wasn’t for the baby! Are you thinking of keeping your chastity for Harry? Are you waiting for the day he remembers you and waves you over, and you’ll serve yourself on a platter to him?” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

By the end of his sentence, the expression on his face was so hard that it was scary.

Yuliana looked at him and didn’t say anything for a long time. Tears filled her eyes uncontrollably, and big, fat droplets slid from the corners of her eyes.

Christopher had said something similar in the past, and she had slapped him across the face the last time.

She wanted to explain and talk to Christopher about all the problems they faced during that period.

Yet, she realized that that was merely her wishful thinking.

Yuliana cast her gaze downward to hide her emotions. She bit her lower lip and said calmly, “Since you don’t believe me, let’s separate!”