Chapter 150

But now, no matter who tried to talk her out of it, she was firm in her decision.

There was no way she could make up with William and act like nothing had happened, just going through the motions for the rest of her life.

The hurt he caused couldn't be fixed with a few apologies and some compensation. Even if it could, Harper wouldn't come back, and no one else would feel the pain she had gone through!

She kept going to work at the architecture firm, and one day, Kelvin called her into his office.

"There's a relief project that needs architects in Eldoria. Would you be up for it?"

Christina was caught off guard. "What?"

Kelvin smiled and added, "It's not forever. At most, two or three years, and at least, six months."

The timeframe was tempting; it could help her gradually distance herself from everything here.

Christina didn't agree right away but hesitated. "Mr. Fisher, can I have some time to think about it?"

"Honestly, I'm in a tough spot too. The higher-ups want to send an architect, and you're not the top choice. But you're young and need more experience," Kelvin sighed. "Otherwise, there'd be a lot of complaints."

"I get it," Christina nodded. "I just have some things to sort out first. I'll give you an answer after I've thought it through."

"Alright. The place isn't too underdeveloped, and the basic living conditions are guaranteed. You don't need to worry too much," Kelvin reassured her.

Christina nodded.

As she left, she noticed Stanley standing outside the door. She was surprised. "Were you eavesdropping?"

Stanley's face showed a hint of awkwardness. "No, I just happened to be coming to see Mr. Fisher and overheard."

Christina nodded knowingly. "I see."

Stanley hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mr. Fisher said they're sending you to Eldoria. Do you want to go?"

"Whether I want to or not isn't the point. I need to think it over," Christina sighed and shook her head slightly.

Stanley nodded in understanding. "Alright, I'll go in now."

Christina acknowledged and turned to leave.

After work, as she was about to head home, a car suddenly stopped in front of her. The window rolled down, and it was William.

"We've had enough time to cool off. We need to sit down and talk."

"There's nothing to talk about between us. I hope the next time you appear in front of me is when we're finalizing our divorce," Christina said coldly.

With that, she walked straight ahead.

William quickly got out of the car and caught up to her in a few strides, grabbing her wrist.

"Christina, please listen to me," William's voice was pleading, his eyes filled with urgency and helplessness.

Christina looked at him, her heart full of rejection and disdain. She forcefully pulled her wrist free, her voice icy and devoid of warmth.

"I'm tired of your explanations, William. I'm no longer someone you can manipulate. Let the past stay in the past. There's no chance for us."

William's face turned pale, a flash of pain in his eyes. But he quickly spoke again, his voice hoarse.

"Christina, I know I've hurt you deeply. I know I can't make up for everything you've lost. But I sincerely hope you'll give me a chance to make amends."

Christina laughed, her smile dripping with sarcasm.

"William, who do you think you are? What right do you have to ask me for a chance? Do you think an apology can erase all my pain? You're so wrong."

"What will it take for you to feel better?" William grabbed her wrist again.

"Unless you die," Christina stared him down. "If you want me to talk to you nicely, die for me. Maybe in the next life, I'll give you a chance."

William stared at her for a long time before saying, "There is no next life."

At that moment, he realized how desperate Christina must have been to consider death and destruction, to reach a point where she believed there was no next life.

"Exactly, there's no next life. And there's no chance for us," Christina sneered. "You're a liar, and I'll never forgive you. Stop deluding yourself."

William's heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy blow.

He took a step back, then seemed to make a decision and grabbed her wrist again.

Christina looked at him warily. "What are you trying to do?"

"I won't let you run away from me," William's eyes showed determination.

Christina realized what he was about to do and tried to pull her wrist free. "Don't you dare."

But William lifted her up.

"Christina, I believe I can make it right."

His eyes were deep with resolve.

Christina didn't want to return to that dreadful situation and struggled fiercely.

But William was determined. No matter how much she struggled, he wouldn't let go. His eyes held both determination and an unspoken emotion.

"William, this is illegal!" Christina shouted, her voice filled with despair.

William's heart felt like it was being pierced, but he didn't let go. His voice was low and resolute.

"Christina, I'm willing to face any consequences, but I can't let you go. I need you with me."

Christina's eyes widened as she looked at William, seeing a stranger. Her heart was filled with fear, anger, and worry.

"William, are you crazy?" Christina screamed, her voice full of despair.

William didn't answer. He just held her tightly, as if afraid she would disappear if he let go.

Christina felt dizzy, her chest tight and nauseous.

William put her in the car, but as he went to the driver's seat, she opened the door and tumbled out, falling hard on the ground, scraping her knees and arms.

She got up and stumbled forward, but then a wave of dizziness hit her, and she collapsed, losing consciousness.

Hearing the commotion, William rushed over and lifted her up, anxiously calling, "Christina, Christina, wake up!"

Christina didn't respond.

William didn't dare delay and immediately took her to the hospital.

The doctors were busy examining her.

After the examination, the doctor said, "She might have fainted from emotional distress."

"Really? She's been unwell recently and was injured before. Could there be other reasons?" William was still worried.