Chapter 184

Rhea bit her lip and stepped forward. "How do you know if you don't try? I'm beautiful too, and I'll offer the entire Moore Family as a dowry, just to make you smile."

Walter didn't like it and didn't respond directly to her words.

He turned and walked away, but after a few steps, the alcohol hit him, and he staggered.

Seeing this, Rhea rushed forward and steadied his swaying body.

Walter gently pushed her away.

Rhea raised an eyebrow. "What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll turn the tables on you? Let me take you home. If I leave you here, some other woman might snatch you up, and then I'd really lose out."

Walter didn't refuse and got into the car with Rhea.

How many times had he gotten drunk like this? Rhea glanced back and saw that he had already fallen asleep against the car window.

His handsome face looked so peaceful in the light.

She wished time could stop at this moment.

Rhea sighed and drove away.

When they arrived at the villa, Walter suddenly grabbed her hand and shouted unconsciously.

"Don't go!"

Rhea's heart leaped with joy. She immediately leaned forward, holding his hand. "Okay, I won't go. I'll stay with you all night."

Walter turned over and hugged her, resting his head on her chest, mumbling, "Christina, I've liked you for so long. Why won't you give me a chance and let William hurt you?"

He repeated it over and over, like a wound in his heart that would never heal.

Rhea's face changed.

"You like her that much? Even drunk, you keep thinking about her. Look at me. I've liked you for so long. Why won't you give me a chance?"

But the drunken Walter couldn't respond.

She said nothing more, just lay on his chest, feeling his strong heart beating.

Sometimes, that was enough.

Meanwhile, Christina, upon waking and seeing William, thought she was hallucinating.

It wasn't until William tightly held her hand that she realized it was real.

"Why are you back?"

She noticed William's pale face and bloodshot eyes.

He was even thinner than before.

Clearly, William had suffered terribly while Jennifer had him.

William's voice was hoarse. "Bob brought me back. Now you need to rest. Once you're better, you can get back to work."

Christina's gaze took in William's condition. He understood her thoughts but said nothing sentimental.

With memories of his past life, he only wanted Christina to be well.

Christina didn't ask for details. They both remained silent.

During her hospital stay, William never left her side.

After about two weeks, Christina was discharged.

She had to address her work, both at the architecture firm and in design.

Unexpectedly, Rhea found her.

The next day, Rhea appeared near the architecture firm.

In the sunlight, Rhea looked quite cheerful, with her long, wavy blonde hair, deep-set eyes, and tall figure, always drawing attention.

Rhea waved at her. "Got time to chat?"

Christina raised an eyebrow. Here, she wasn't afraid of Rhea. She smiled. "What do we have to talk about? Seems like there's nothing to discuss."

"We'll find out once we talk." Rhea smiled.

"Alright."

They went to a nearby restaurant.

The place had a nice atmosphere, with a cozy decor popular among the local professionals. It was after work hours, so it wasn't crowded. They found a secluded, clean spot.

After sitting down, Rhea ordered two signature coffees.

She took a sip and made a face. "Who drinks this coffee? It has no flavor!"

"The local workers. They come here for a break and a cup of coffee. Unlike you, with a castle hotel making millions, you wouldn't appreciate this small place's coffee. We're just here to talk, no need to fuss over the details," Christina said calmly.

Rhea lifted her chin. "True, the Moore Family's assets aren't just that castle. We have properties worldwide, including here, though not many. I used to think this place wasn't worth investing in, but now I see its potential. I might invest more here."

"That's great." Christina shrugged. "This place has long-term potential. If you're interested, you should invest. But that's not why you wanted to talk, is it?"

"You're smart. No wonder Walter likes you!" Rhea stared at her. "You're so beautiful. If your face were scarred, would he still like you?"

Christina knew Rhea's ways. Rhea had been lawless abroad, even kidnapping men to marry her. Christina feared she might break the law here too.

Christina said calmly, "Doing this will only make Walter like you less."

Rhea couldn't take it and slammed the table. "Are you threatening me? Do you think you're so great with all those admirers?"

If Rhea hadn't taken advantage of the situation, she wouldn't have gotten close to Walter. If Rhea hadn't interfered, Walter would have already gone back to Christina.

And Christina, married and involved with her brother-in-law, baffled Rhea. What did Walter see in her? Was it just because he couldn't have her?

Christina never thought so. In fact, some people's affection was a burden, like William's, or Walter's. She didn't want any ties to the Cavendish family.

But she couldn't deny Walter had helped her. If Walter found a good match, she would sincerely wish him well.

"I have nothing to say. To you, I'm just an outsider. Walter and I will never be together. You don't need to focus on me."

"But I have to. Walter always remembers you, always mentions you." Rhea leaned forward. Her face was almost touching Christina's, her eyes full of malice.