Chapter 178

Christina turned her head away, scoffing, "I don't need your fake concern. I know my own body."

William didn't say anything more, just quietly watched Christina.

After a while, he slowly walked to the bedside, bent down, and pulled the thin blanket up to gently cover Christina's shoulders.

"Get some rest and don't overthink things. No matter what, I hope you and the baby stay safe," William said softly.

With that, he straightened up, gave Christina a long look, then turned and walked heavily towards the door.

The next morning, sunlight streamed gently through the gaps in the curtains, softly illuminating the room.

Christina slowly opened her eyes, the thoughts from the previous night still weighing heavily on her mind, making her feel particularly burdened.

She got up, washed up quickly, and dragged her slightly heavy steps to the living room.

The housekeeper, Debra, happened to come out of the kitchen, wearing a warm smile. "Good morning, Mrs. Cavendish. Mr. Cavendish left early for work but made sure to tell me to make your favorite shrimp porridge. It's ready on the table for you."

Christina nodded slightly and responded softly, "Thank you, Debra."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Debra turned to open the door, but before she could react, Jennifer barged in, shoving Debra so hard that she stumbled back, hitting her head on the corner of a cabinet with a painful thud, and collapsed unconscious.

Jennifer didn't even glance at Debra, her eyes fixed angrily on Christina. "Christina, today is your last day alive!"

Christina, both shocked and furious, immediately became alert, stepping back a few paces. "Jennifer, are you crazy? What do you think you're doing?"

Jennifer brandished a knife, her eyes filled with hatred. "You took William from me and now you want to have his child? I won't let you! Today, you die!"

With that, Jennifer lunged at Christina with the knife.

Christina's eyes widened in terror as she dodged to the side, bumping into a table in her panic.

Her heart raced with fear, torn between concern for the unconscious Debra and the need to defend herself against the crazed Jennifer.

Jennifer advanced relentlessly, and Christina grabbed a decorative item from the table, hurling it at Jennifer.

Jennifer couldn't dodge in time, and the item struck her arm. She cried out in pain but didn't drop the knife.

"You bitch, you dare fight back!" Jennifer screamed, charging again.

Christina retreated desperately until her back hit the wall, leaving her with nowhere to go.

Seeing Jennifer's madness, Christina steeled herself. As Jennifer got close, she kicked out hard, sending Jennifer sprawling to the floor.

Jennifer quickly got up, her eyes even more ferocious, like a wild beast.

"I will kill you today!" Jennifer screamed, rushing at Christina again with the knife.

Christina instinctively raised her hands to block, and in the struggle, the knife cut Jennifer's arm, causing blood to gush out.

Jennifer screamed, dropping the knife with a clatter.

Christina stood stunned for a moment before grabbing her phone from the table and calling 911.

Looking at the barely conscious Jennifer, Christina slowly closed her eyes.

Jennifer had humiliated her many times before, and now she had tried to kill her. This was Jennifer's just deserts.

At that moment, the front door burst open, and in walked William.

A trace of disdain crossed Christina's face. She could never forget what William had done in the past.

William stood frozen in shock at the bloody scene before him.

"You..."

Christina sneered, glancing at William. "What? Are you feeling sorry for her?"

Her hands trembled under her sleeves, but her voice was firm.

William quickly moved to check on Jennifer, who clung to his sleeve, sobbing.

"I just came to check on her, and she suddenly attacked me," Jennifer cried pitifully, convincing anyone who didn't know better.

William looked at Christina with questioning eyes, but she remained silent.

Christina eventually followed the ambulance to the hospital.

As soon as they arrived, Jennifer's parents rushed at Christina, ready to attack.

"You bitch, how dare you hurt my daughter! I'll make you pay!" Sophia shouted, raising her hand to strike Christina.

Christina grabbed Sophia's arm. "Your daughter came to my house and attacked me. I was just defending myself. How can you blame me without knowing the facts?"

"Stop lying! It must be something you did!" Sophia yelled, trying to lunge at Christina again, looking like she wanted to kill her.

William stepped in front of Christina. "Until we know what happened, please don't act rashly, or I'll call the police."

Sophia, though furious, stepped back, glaring venomously at Christina.

Jennifer's parents knew William's status and didn't dare to act out in front of him.

"This isn't over," Sophia spat.

Christina felt a pang of injustice. Jennifer had started the trouble, so why was she being blamed?

When the doctor came out of surgery and said Jennifer was fine, Arnold and Sophia finally relaxed.

"Since she's okay, you should go home. I'll handle things here," William said.

Christina was surprised by William's tone. In the past, he would never have spoken to her like this. He seemed like a different person now.

But she didn't need this new William anymore.

She turned and left.

Back home, she couldn't sleep. She didn't know when she finally dozed off, but she was woken by William's call.

Christina didn't answer.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again.