Chapter 43

William took a big step forward, and Christina immediately retreated. She said, "I'm just telling the truth. Are you so angry because you're embarrassed?"

Christina moved quickly too. She immediately pushed open the door and entered the room.

No matter how angry William was, it was impossible for him to chase after her.

Unexpectedly, William pushed the door with his hand, and it opened.

William's eyes flashed with endless cold light. "Christina, have I ever told you not to try to challenge my bottom line here?"

"You did, but I'm also telling the truth. You can't see through Jennifer, so I'm helping you see her clearly. There's nothing wrong with that." Christina saw William's increasingly fierce eyes.

Let William be furious. No matter how angry he gets, she would only suffer a little physical pain.

But William, he would be affected by her words.

William's anger surged, and the next second, he grabbed Christina's wrist and pulled her in front of him.

It was still the hand he had broken before.

"I see Jennifer clearly, and then I fall for you, right?" William's cold tone squeezed out from between his teeth.

Her hand hadn't fully healed, and now William was using so much force again.

The pain made her tremble.

But she still didn't give in. "I never said that. You always like to misinterpret my words. Including me staying here, that's because you're too crazy!"

"William, if you kill me, you won't have a good time either."

William sneered and threw Christina away harshly.

Caught off guard, Christina's head hit the edge of the bed.

Fortunately, the bed was soft, and she didn't hit anything hard.

William's eyes stared coldly at Christina. "I'm not that stupid."

Christina's mother, Elisa, was still at the Cavendish Mansion. If he really did something to Christina, Elisa would be the first to not let it go. He didn't have the time to deal with Elisa's daily tantrums.

"Yeah, you're very shrewd, shrewd enough not to miss any opportunity." Christina's mouth curved into a deep sneer.

William said coldly, "I don't need your evaluation of my shrewdness. Just do your part and don't act like the mistress of the house. You don't have that qualification."

Christina clicked her tongue twice. "Me acting like the mistress? Even if you wanted me to be your mistress, I wouldn't agree."

This reminded her of what she told her mother that day: she would rather marry a dog than marry William.

She was truly disappointed and hated William to the extreme.

"Don't say you wouldn't. You don't have the qualification. From now on, correct your identity and attitude. Here, live humbly and low-key."

After saying this, William turned and left without looking back.

His indifference was deeply imprinted in Christina's eyes.

Christina's mouth curved into a deep sneer.

Live humbly and low-key to please William? No way!

On Jennifer's side.

On her way home, she made a call, sounding frantic. "I can't care about anything else now. I want her dead. I must make her die!"

Only if Christina died would William not have so many exceptions for her, and she could still be the only one by William's side like before.

Even if Nicholas didn't like her, how many more years could Nicholas live? She could wait, she could outlast Nicholas.

And one more thing!

She was pregnant, and Nicholas would never let a Cavendish family child be left out in the cold.

After a while, Jennifer's face changed dramatically. "I don't care about all that. These are just excuses to me. Christina is not difficult for you at all."

"Stop giving me so many excuses. My only thought now is to make Christina die." Only if Christina died would everything settle down.

"I can't wait any longer."

This person told her to wait, that person told her to wait. How long was she supposed to wait?

Wait until Christina was firmly established in the architecture institute, wait until Christina became famous, or wait until Christina and William walked down the aisle?

No, she couldn't wait any longer. She was now eager to kill Christina. Her eyes were filled with endless ferocity. "Within this month, I must make Christina die."

After saying this, Jennifer hung up the phone with a snap.

She threw her phone onto the console. Even if Christina didn't die, she had to make Christina pay a painful price.

On Christina's side, she washed up and sprayed some medicine on her hand.

Joseph was indeed a professional. After a period of plaster consolidation, she removed it herself, and the medicine promoted blood circulation and removed blood stasis.

But William really didn't know how to control his strength!

She lay on the bed, thinking about her next plan.

In this life, without children, she had already won the Golden Cup Award. Next was the art competition, which had been postponed repeatedly.

But she was still determined to win.

She just didn't expect her mother to call at this time.

Since the last time at the hospital, when Christina's blind date with Zachary failed, Elisa had been bedridden at home in anger. Now calling Christina meant she had calmed down.

Christina answered, speaking bluntly, "Let me tell you first, if you're calling to talk about blind dates, then forget it."

Not mentioning blind dates was fine, but as soon as blind dates were mentioned, Elisa remembered what happened at the hospital that day.

She immediately became furious. "Christina, do you think you can avoid blind dates like this? You're ruining your future, do you know that? What you did has already ruined your reputation. Who would want to be with you?"

Zachary was the only son of the Bennett Family. Although Raymond had spoken to the Bennett Family, who knew what Zachary really thought?

Christina chuckled. "Isn't that just perfect? You can also have some peace and live well with Raymond."

Although the Cavendish family didn't treat her well and didn't respect her mother, Raymond was genuinely good to Elisa.

Christina still blessed them.

Elisa was choked by Christina's words. She originally wanted to lecture Christina, but instead, she was scolded by Christina.

What was this?

Christina made her feel like she was meddling in other people's business.

Elisa wanted to say more, but Christina spoke first, "Mom, I'm only 21 years old. I have a clear plan for my future. If you can't help me, then don't cause me trouble."

After saying this, Christina hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone, Elisa felt a heavy weight on her chest, as if a huge stone was pressing down, making it hard to breathe.

But what could she do? She could only slowly think of a way.