Chapter 131

The two bodyguards, not daring to lie to Nicholas, reluctantly nodded.

Nicholas stormed in, furious. "I knew it! Christina's still up to no good, trying to seduce William."

The bodyguards didn't dare stop him, especially since Nicholas had brought several people with him, clearly intent on breaking up William and Christina.

Hearing the commotion, William came downstairs. "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"If I hadn't come, how would I know about the filthy things going on between you two? William, Christina has had bad intentions from the start. How could you be fooled by her? I'm taking her away. The Cavendish family won't tolerate someone like her. She and her mother need to get out of our family."

Nicholas started to head upstairs with his entourage.

"Dad, you're too old to be worrying about these things," William said calmly.

"If I don't worry, are you just going to let Christina and her mother manipulate you?" Nicholas scoffed, gritting his teeth. "Drag her down here."

William stood at the foot of the stairs, blocking their way. "This isn't Christina's fault. I insisted on keeping her here. The bodyguards at the door are there to watch her. If you take her away, I won't have any happiness left in my life."

"What did you say?" Nicholas couldn't believe his ears.

William glanced upstairs, a bitter smile on his lips. "Maybe some things were wrong from the start."

"William, aren't you afraid of what people will say about you?" Nicholas stomped his cane in anger. "Don't forget, she's your niece."

"Not by blood," William replied indifferently.

Nicholas was livid, ordering his men to go upstairs and drag Christina out of her room. William rushed up, shielding Christina behind him.

"You won't take her unless you step over my dead body."

Christina's expression was dazed, hunger making it impossible for her to focus. She let them pull her around without resistance.

William shouted, "Enough! I have the right to decide who I want to be with. Dad, you should leave. I'll handle everything else."

Nicholas looked at him in disbelief, noticing Christina's odd state. What was going on?

William called for more bodyguards. They wouldn't touch Nicholas, but they had no qualms about dealing with his men.

Once the hall quieted down, William said calmly, "Dad, please go home."

"You're really protecting her?" Nicholas took a few steps back in anger. "This is a disaster for our family!"

Worried about his father's health, William quickly instructed the nearby bodyguards to take Nicholas to the hospital for a check-up.

The chaos finally subsided.

Christina, like a lifeless shell, staggered back to her room and curled up tightly under the covers.

William approached her, but she didn't make a sound, her breathing so faint it seemed she had no life left.

"Aren't you afraid I won't save Walter if you keep being so stubborn?"

"I've already agreed to your terms. I'm not negotiating anything else with you, you devil. If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, don't expect me to give in!" Christina turned her face away after saying this.

William was at his wit's end with her.

Christina closed her eyes again.

Maybe it was the hunger, but she quickly fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes, Harper was suddenly beside her, holding her hand tightly.

"Mommy, Mommy."

"Harper." Christina sat up in surprise, rubbing her eyes hard. "Am I dreaming?"

What was happening? Could it be that God had pity on her and sent her back to a time when Harper was still around?

She immediately grabbed Harper's hand. "We can't stay here. Your dad wants you dead. We need to leave the country!"

Harper blinked her big eyes. "Mommy, what are you talking about? Daddy said he's taking us to the amusement park today. He already bought the tickets. We're just waiting for you to get up."

What? How could that be? In her memory, William had never been close to Harper and didn't allow her to call him dad.

He had said his only child was Mike!

Harper snuggled into her arms, pouting. "Mommy, Mommy, get up. Let's go to the amusement park."

While Christina was still in a daze, William walked in. Today, he was dressed casually, looking gentle and peaceful, completely different from the cold man in her memories.

"You..."

Before she could finish, William walked over and kissed her forehead.

"Get up. You're a mom now, and you still need your daughter to wake you up. Aren't you ashamed? Should I carry you out of bed?"

"You two are so mushy." Harper pouted and ran off.

It was too perfect, almost unreal.

Their outfits were already laid out, matching casual clothes. When she came out, she realized they were all dressed the same, like a family set.

"Are we really going out like this?" Christina asked instinctively, because William never wanted to expose their relationship in public.

William smiled gently. "Of course. If it makes the kid happy, why not? What's one day of looking silly?"

"What's silly about it? I picked the best colors," Harper protested.

Christina took a deep breath. Now, the three of them were a happy family, the sun shining brightly. She no longer doubted. They each took one of Harper's hands.

"I want to make clay figures!" As soon as they arrived at the amusement park, Harper spotted a clay figure stall.

William agreed readily, showing no impatience. "Alright, whatever you want."

Harper sat happily at the stall, molding the clay. "This one's Daddy, and this one's Mommy."

"Mommy's not pretty enough," William said, his large hand covering hers, helping her mold Christina's figure.

The two of them working together made Christina's eyes well up with tears.

She wiped her eyes, not knowing why she was crying. It all felt so unreal!

"What's wrong?" William noticed her emotions and asked with concern.

"I just feel so happy. I had a terrible nightmare last night," Christina shook her head.