Chapter 133

She stood there, frozen, like she hadn't heard a thing.

She never expected William to get hit by a car.

And yet, he was still smiling at her?

What was going on?

If it wasn't William who got hit, it would have been her.

Christina felt a chill run down her spine.

She watched as the ambulance took William away, sitting on the curb, unable to snap out of it.

Scenes like this never happened in her past life.

In her previous life, even if she had died in front of William, he wouldn't have batted an eye, let alone risk his life to save her.

In this life, she had planned to get revenge on William, but why was everything going so differently from what she had imagined? She was on the verge of breaking down.

Why? Why?

Why did William save her?

She wandered aimlessly down the street, eventually tripping and falling. She didn't even have the strength to get up.

So she just sat there, hugging herself, her mind filled with memories of her past and present with William.

When she finally tried to get up, a group of men in black surrounded her.

Instinctively, Christina tried to run, but these men closed in on her like a giant net, trapping her in the center.

She was no match for them.

Who could she call for help now?

Just as they were about to force her into a van, Bob appeared.

Bob shielded her, glaring coldly at the men. "Mr. Cavendish has made it clear: anyone who harms Ms. Windsor will have to answer to him. If you don't want to die, get lost."

With Bob and the police nearby, the men had no choice but to retreat.

Bob took Christina back to William's villa.

He warned her, "Ms. Windsor, it's best if you stay in the villa for now. If you must go out, I'll arrange for protection. But be careful, or I won't be able to explain it to Mr. Cavendish."

Christina said nothing. Bob thought she might ask about William, but she didn't say a word.

In fact, during the days William was in the hospital, Christina didn't call once.

Meanwhile, the men who Bob had chased away made a phone call.

"Mr. Cavendish's assistant took Christina. We can't get to her."

"Understood."

Nicholas was furious. He saw Christina as a troublemaker and wanted her gone for good.

Because of Christina, William had broken the rules multiple times. Nicholas had thought Christina wanted to marry William, but even after he threatened her, she refused.

Now, with things like this, he couldn't contain his anger.

But it seemed William was determined to protect Christina.

Fine, let them be. If they want to get married, let them. If not, let them torment each other.

As for Christina, she continued with her life as usual, not visiting William.

She had her doubts and fears. She was afraid that seeing William would make her waver even more, so she held back.

A few days later, Christina got a call from Mia. "Hey, Christina! You saved my life last time, and I've been wanting to thank you. Now that everything at home is settled and those two thugs got what they deserved, if you're free today, let's meet up?"

Christina had a good impression of Mia.

Plus, Mia had mentioned needing help with several home renovations, which would be a big job for Christina.

"Sure, I'm free now. Where should we meet?"

"How about the coffee shop where we first met? By the way, Christina, you're still single, right?" Mia glanced at her cousin, Alex Wilson, and had an idea.

Christina nodded, "Yeah, I'm single."

"Great, see you soon."

After hanging up, Mia turned to Alex. "Hey, get me a glass of water and peel two apples."

Alex looked at her with a pained expression.

He flopped onto the couch. "Mia, I'm already being bossed around by Mom and Dad at home. I came here to relax, and now you're bossing me around too. I'll peel the apples, but you have to promise to fend off my parents when they start nagging me about marriage."

Mia couldn't help but laugh.

Alex wasn't that old, but his parents were relentless and loved to nag.

"I'll put in a good word for you, but are you really not interested in dating?" Mia probed.

Alex's expression grew even more forlorn. "Mia, we're just talking. Why bring up my sore spot? Dating isn't something I can decide on my own. It takes the right person. If I don't meet someone suitable, there's nothing I can do."

He couldn't just stop a random woman on the street and ask her out, could he?

Besides, he had his own preferences.

"How about I introduce you to someone? She's a bit younger than you, very pretty, and really smart. But we have to agree on this: if you say yes, you have to be all in and treat her well. No mistreating her." Mia laid down the rules.

Alex nodded eagerly. "You know me. I'm serious about relationships. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been single for so long."

He was telling the truth.

Mia and Alex had grown up together, and she knew his character. "Alright, get ready. We're going for coffee soon."

"Got it, I'm on it." Alex jumped up from the couch.

Meanwhile, Christina got dressed and headed out. She had a nagging feeling that someone was following her.

It was probably William's men again.

Annoyed, she sent a message: [If you're going to have someone follow me, at least get someone competent. Or are you planning another car accident to gain my sympathy?]

William was busy and didn't see her message right away, so he didn't respond.

Christina assumed he was guilty.

She put her phone away and continued walking. As she crossed an intersection, a car suddenly sped towards her.

She tried to dodge, but the car hit her, sending her flying and leaving her in a pool of blood.