Chapter 109

"Why do you even care who the father of my child is?" Christina snapped back.

Back when Harper was alive, William never appreciated what he had. As a father, he failed to meet even the most basic responsibilities. If he had taken any responsibility for Harper, she would have been fine long ago. And now, William had the nerve to come asking about Harper? Did he even deserve to know?

"Christina," William's patience was wearing thin, his brow furrowed deeply. "Why do you always have to be so hostile when we talk? Can't we just have a normal conversation?"

He genuinely didn't want to argue with Christina. But Christina never spoke to him civilly!

Christina couldn't help but laugh out loud. "What kind of relationship do we have? I don't want to talk to you civilly, can't you see that? I don't even want to see you. Please, just disappear from my life completely."

This statement completely infuriated William. The more Christina acted like this, the more he wanted to know the truth. "You don't want to see me? Fine, from today on, you'll stay in the mansion and go nowhere!"

With a casual remark, he decided Christina's future. Of course, Christina wasn't willing to accept this. She had her own career to pursue. Why should she stay in the mansion as William's caged bird? No, she wasn't even a caged bird now; she was just his plaything.

William's attitude was firm. He grabbed her wrist and forcibly took her back to the master bedroom of the mansion. He threw Christina onto the bed and told her, "From now on, you'll live here. If you need anything, tell the housekeeper, and they'll get it for you."

"I'm a person, not your pet!" Christina climbed up from the bed. If looks could kill, William would have been dead a thousand times over by now.

Seeing the intense hatred in her eyes made William uncomfortable. "If you tell me the truth about who Harper's father is and where she is now, I might change my mind and give you your freedom."

"Forget it," Christina refused to say anything. William had no right to know anything about Harper. Even if she told the truth, would William believe her? Everyone would just think she was crazy or lying.

"Get some rest. When you calm down, we can talk," William said, turning to leave. Suddenly, a cup flew past him. If he hadn't dodged in time, it would have hit the back of his head.

Even the most patient person would be angry now. "Christina, are you trying to kill me?"

"If you don't want to die, stay far away from me. I'm telling you, either you never show up in front of me again, or you sleep with one eye open. If I get the chance, I won't hesitate to kill you," Christina wasn't threatening him; she was stating a fact. She used to just want to stay away from William, but now, she felt he deserved to die for Harper's sake.

"I think you're sick," William said, considering another possibility. Maybe she was ill?

He decided to have Joseph check on her later.

Seeing that Christina was about to throw more things, William left, but not before locking the door behind him.

After he left, Christina tried many ways to break the door or the windows. But everything in the mansion was of such high quality that she exhausted herself without success. Since that didn't work, she had to find another way.

Late at night, at the Cavendish Mansion.

Nicholas was still awake. He had called Raymond and Elisa to the study and was scolding them. "Are you two trying to drive me to my grave?"

"Nicholas, don't be angry," Raymond said with a pained expression. He wanted to go back to sleep but was afraid Nicholas might really get sick from anger. If that happened, he would be the sinner of the entire Cavendish family.

Nicholas sneered, "Look at what the Cavendish family has become online. How can I not be angry? How many times has this happened?"

The first time rumors about them spread, Nicholas helped suppress them. But he didn't expect another wave to follow so soon. He had sent them to the hospital to check if they were pregnant, and even that got photographed and posted online. Nicholas was almost driven to a heart attack.

"It was the entertainment reporters. They'd do anything for a story," Raymond dared not admit that he and Elisa had a hand in it.

Just then, Nicholas's phone rang. It was Christina. He wanted to hear what Christina had to say about this.

As soon as he answered, Christina's voice came through the phone. "Nicholas, can you control William?"

"What are you two fighting about now?" Nicholas was filled with anger. He thought this was another one of Christina's schemes.

Christina shouted, "He locked me in the mansion, restricting my freedom. Why? I'm a person, not a pet. Nicholas, can you make him let me out?"

So, William and Christina were together again? Nicholas's anger flared even more. "The whole internet is talking about you two, and you're still together."

"He forced me to stay here. I didn't come willingly. Nicholas, you should blame him," Christina didn't want to take the fall for this. Since she and William were completely at odds, the bigger the scene, the better. This way, Nicholas would be forced to save her to protect the Cavendish family's reputation.

"Nicholas, I told you they were a match made in heaven," Elisa added fuel to the fire.

Nicholas angrily hung up the phone. No matter what Christina's intentions were, he didn't have the energy to deal with it now. He'd handle it tomorrow.

But Christina wasn't giving up. Half an hour later, she called Nicholas again. This time, he didn't even answer. Fearing her number might be blocked, she made a huge commotion in the room, waking the housekeeper downstairs.

The housekeeper rushed in. "Ms. Windsor, what's going on?"

"Let me use your phone, or I'll bash my head against the wall," Christina pointed to the wall, ready to act.