when she left he went crazy (Hope and Christopher)

CHAPTER 13

When she left, He went crazy

Chapter 13 Three Years of Marriage, Seven Years of Relationship

“What?” I was puzzled for a moment.

Christopher looked indifferent. “Cecil.”

He continued mockingly, “Wasn’t it him who brought you back that night? He had just got back, and you were so eager to see him.”

I furrowed my brows tightly, met his gaze, and asked in shock, “Are you saying that I like Cecil?”

“Yes,” Christopher smirked, cold and ruthless. His smile seemed incredibly mocking to

I felt a surge of anger like never before and slapped him hard across the face. “Christopher, you jerk!”

Despite my efforts to control myself, tears kept falling.

As I cried, I couldn’t help but laugh.

It was all so ridiculous. I had genuinely liked Christopher for so many years, but in the end, he asked, “Did you divorce

me because of another man?”

I was truly disappointed.

Elissa appeared out of nowhere, followed by Ivan.

She pulled me towards the door, glared at Ivan curiously, and snapped, “Hurry up! Move the luggage! I didn’t ask you

to come watch a show.”

Ivan glanced at the suitcases, then looked at me, then looked at Christopher, and finally turned to Elissa.

He looked utterly helpless.

Then he turned to Christopher again and asked softly, “C–Chris…”

I felt extremely uneasy. In a moment, I heard Christopher say, “You move them.”

I couldn’t tell if he was angry.

The three–year marriage and seven–year relationship ended so undignifiedly, something I had never imagined.

Generally, when people feel guilty, they tend to pick on the other person.

Christopher was no exception.

The black Mercedes–Benz G–Class gradually merged into the traffic.

Ivan, hesitating, asked, “Hope, are you really going to divorce Chris?”

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“It’s none of your business. Focus on driving.”

Elissa rolled her eyes at Ivan and explained to me, “You suddenly called to move, and I couldn’t find a moving company for a short time, so I asked him to come and help.”

Hearing this, I looked at Ivan through the rearview mirror. “After I finish packing in the next couple of days, I’ll treat you and Flissa to dinner.”

“Okay,” Ivan replied with a grin.

Elissa glanced at the car’s navigation system and asked helplessly, “Are you really not going to stay at my place?”

“No need.”

Two

o years ago, on my birthday, Christopher had promised to take me to see the Northern Lights in Arctiland.

We had just arrived at the airport when he received a call that Evelyn had run away from home.

I was left at the airport.

Christopher didn’t come home for three whole days. When he returned, he gave me a large house in the city center.

Riverside Garden was one of Jacquar’s most popular properties.

Men were most generous when they had done something wrong.

That statement turned out to be true.

At that time, I didn’t know about his relationship with Evelyn, so I was pleased that he was willing to make me happy.

Therefore, I paid close attention to that house. I not only supervised the decoration personally but also hired a maid to

clean it once a week.

Little did I know that this would become the refuge for my divorce.

The house offered a 270–degree view of the river. As I entered, I could see the tall buildings and shimmering neon lights across the river.

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After Ivan brought in the luggage, Elissa ushered him out. Before he left, he shamelessly asked, “Do you need me to wait in the car for you?”

“Why would you wait for me? I’m not leaving tonight.”

After Elissa said this, she pushed Ivan out and closed the door.

I felt much calmer and asked with a smile, “How far have things progressed between you and him?”

“We’ve only had a one–night stand.”

Elissa settled into the sofa after saying that.

Chapter 13 Three Years of Marriage, Seven Years of Relationship

She started ondering takeout on her phone and gave me a thumbs–up.

“As soon as I walked in and saw you slap Christopher, do you know how shocked I was? But he deserved that slap. I

rarely see you so angry,

I also relaxed and leaned against her, saying sadly, “I never thought we would end up in such a humiliating situation.”

In my original imagination, I would ask for a divorce, and he would agree willingly. It would be dignified and simple. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Elissa asked, “Did he say something?”

“He said…

When I thought of that sentence, I felt extremely disheartened. “He said I like Cecil.”

Elissa was dumbfounded.

She was angry but couldn’t help but laugh.

you like

“Is he crazy? Ivan and his friends noticed in college that you liked him. He even asked me once. Yet, he thinks you

Cecil.”

“That’s why I couldn’t help but slap him.”

My eyelashes drooped, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

I felt like I had wasted seven years for nothing. Or perhaps his attention had never really been on me, so he couldn’t

even tell who I liked.

Soon, the takeout arrived.

Elissa brought in two large bags of fresh groceries and eggs, placing them neatly in the empty fridge.

When I tried to help, she pushed my hand away.

“How did I not realize before that you could be so selfless?” I chuckled.

“I should take care of pregnant women.”

Elissa tidied up efficiently. Then she brought over a few cans of beer, leaned on my shoulder, and drank leisurely.

The outside lights were dazzling. We both fell into a long silence.

Eventually, she burped and asked casually, “Hope, do you think there are still good men in this world?”

“There are,” I remembered my dad being very good, and I often saw happiness on my mom’s face.

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Elissa squinted, smiled cunningly, and said, “Then I’ll pray day and night that if you like someone again, he must be at good man.”

Chapter 13 Three Years of Marriage, Seven Years of Relationship

“What about you?” I asked.

Elissa smiled mysteriously and shook her head. “I don’t care because, you know,” “I’m not a good woman!” She laughed. to herself.

“Who says that?”

Before I continued, Elissa, tipsy, hugged my shoulder and said to herself, “Hope, don’t be sad. Divorce is not a big deal. The earth will keep spinning without anyone. You’ll only live better without Christopher.”

“Don’t worry. Just take care of yourself and the baby. When the baby is born, we’ll raise him together. The love of two people. The love I give her must not be less than that jerk Christopher’s.”

As I listened, tears rolled down my cheeks.

Elissa kept talking, comforting, and encouraging me.

The next day, Elissa stayed and helped me pack up all the luggage. The empty, cold house finally showed signs of life.

On Monday, Elissa and I went to the Valence Group together. She went to work, and I went to resign.

When Elissa learned of my intention to resign, she didn’t quite agree, “Why should you resign? They’re the ones who did wrong. Stay and make them regret it.”

“I don’t want to see them,” I said.

Elissa pondered for a moment. “You’re right. The baby in your belly. You shouldn’t be upset.”

I didn’t know where Evelyn got the news from, but she was waiting for me in my office.

As I pushed the door open, she dropped the act and assumed a victorious stance. “I heard Chris wants to divorce you. Hope you’re not that great after all.”

“I’m the one who doesn’t want him.” I squeezed my palms, walked in with soft, flat shoes, and said softly, “Trash should stick with trash.”

“You…” Evelyn was furious. Then, she seemed to remember something and let go of the matter.

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“Forget it. I won’t argue with you. Since you’re getting a divorce, should you return the shares Chris gave you before.

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