Chapter 155

At that moment, Christina felt a strange ripple in her heart. Maybe he really had realized his mistakes and was genuinely looking forward to the birth of their daughter.

But then she snapped back to reality. A leopard doesn't change its spots. All those things he did in the past were his true nature. How could he change so quickly?

She must have been standing outside the door for too long because William sensed something was off. He slowly turned around, and when he saw her, a smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, you're back. Wanna join me in learning this?"

Christina's gaze wavered slightly, and she frowned. "I already know how to do it."

"Oh, right. Sorry, I forgot." William stood there, looking a bit flustered.

Christina glanced at the projection again. It was showing how to massage a pregnant woman to make her feel better. She had never enjoyed such treatment. She didn't know if he was just being enthusiastic for the moment or if he genuinely cared.

She suddenly realized she was being swayed by his little tricks again. William was not to be trusted!

Taking a deep breath, she let out a cold laugh and said sarcastically, "Cut the crap, William. It's too late for you to learn how to be a dad now! I haven't even decided if I want to keep this baby. Even if I do, she won't grow up here."

She walked over, turned off the projector, and quickly left the room.

William watched her leave and sighed deeply. There was still time. He had patience and could take things slowly.

This baby seemed like an angel. Christina only felt nauseous for two days. After a check-up and some vitamins, she had almost no pregnancy symptoms. In her past life, Harper was the same. Knowing Christina was having a hard time, Harper stayed quietly in her womb until she was full-term.

The longer Christina was pregnant, the deeper she felt her connection with Harper. Her little angel Harper couldn't bear to see her suffer alone, so she chose to come back.

That night, Christina didn't sleep well. She dreamt of Harper holding a stuffed animal, standing timidly in front of her.

"Mommy, I'm back. Will you still want me?"

Tears streamed down her face as she pulled Harper into her arms, crying uncontrollably. "Of course, you'll always be my daughter."

Harper smiled and snuggled into her embrace. "Mommy is the best."

She woke up suddenly, realizing it was just a dream.

Sitting up, she held her belly, feeling both touched and hopeful.

At that moment, the door opened, and she saw William standing there. She took a step back, wary.

"What are you doing here?"

William saw her expression and gave a bitter smile. "I heard you weren't sleeping well, so I came to check on you."

Christina's gaze was cold. "You don't need to pretend."

Hearing her distant tone, William sighed and told her to rest well before leaving quickly.

Christina took a deep breath and lay back down.

Work had been going smoothly, and her pregnancy symptoms were minimal, giving her plenty of time to work on her designs.

She even designed a bedroom for Harper, wanting her to grow up happily.

If possible, she wanted to move out and raise Harper on her own.

But after consulting a lawyer, she learned that getting a divorce while pregnant was difficult, especially if the husband didn't agree.

So she had to put that idea on hold, planning to fight for custody after the baby was born. She was determined to keep Harper with her.

While at work, Kaitlyn suddenly called her.

She answered casually. "Hey, what's up?"

"Christina, you have to help me," Kaitlyn's voice sounded anxious and urgent.

"What's going on?" Christina could tell she wasn't joking and became tense.

Kaitlyn gritted her teeth and spoke slowly. "I went on a date and ran into a creep. They won't let me leave. You're my only friend. I don't know who else to call. Please come help me."

Christina immediately stood up, worried. "Where are you? Send me your location. I'll be right there."

"Okay, hurry." Kaitlyn sent her location to Christina's phone.

Just as Christina was about to leave, she ran into Stanley.

Seeing her in a rush, Stanley asked, "Where are you going?"

"Kaitlyn's in trouble. I need to find her," Christina answered honestly.

Stanley's expression changed. "It's too dangerous for you to go alone. I'll come with you."

"Okay." Christina agreed without hesitation.

They hurried out of the office. Christina sat in the passenger seat, anxious. Stanley drove quickly but remained calm, knowing that panic would only make things worse.

Soon, they arrived at the location Kaitlyn had sent. It was a secluded café. Christina spotted Kaitlyn, looking distressed and surrounded by several men.

"Kaitlyn!" Christina shouted, rushing over.

The men turned, startled by Christina and Stanley's sudden appearance. Christina seized the moment, grabbed Kaitlyn, and pulled her away.

"What are you doing? She's our girlfriend!" one of the men protested.

Stanley glared at them. "Your behavior is harassment. If you don't back off, I'll call the police."

"Call the police?" The man sneered, rolling up his sleeves. "I have money and power. Go ahead, call them. I'd love to see them sort this out. Miss Fisher came for a date, criticized us, and insulted us. Isn't that a crime too?"

"What do you want?" Christina shielded Kaitlyn.

"She should date our boss," the man pointed to a slim, black-clad man in his thirties.

Kaitlyn was furious. "You're delusional!"

The black-clad man approached, his eyes cold. "Miss Fisher, you're disrespecting me. We had an agreement, and you should honor it."

Christina held Kaitlyn's hand tightly, reassuring her. Then she turned to the man. "Sir, dating is a mutual decision. If Kaitlyn isn't interested, you should respect her feelings and not force her."