Chapter 62

William wanted to make a move on her, but she wasn't one to be messed with.

"You're asking for it."

William spat out the words, and the tension between them was giving Bob, who was in the front seat, a headache.

William and Christina had clashed too many times.

William was furious with Christina, saying the harshest things, yet he never actually did anything to her. It was clear that Christina was special to him.

What was it between Christina and William?

To Bob, they were like sworn enemies.

Christina smirked, "If I die, you won't be any better off. Otherwise, you would've done something to me already, right?"

"Bob, pull over and let her out."

William's voice was filled with rage.

Bob slammed on the brakes.

Christina immediately tried to escape, but William grabbed her back.

Christina's body was thrown harshly onto the seat. William's dark eyes glared at her like knives, "Didn't you say I'm addicted to you? I'll show you what real addiction is."

"William, are you crazy?"

Christina struggled fiercely.

The painful memories of her past life were still vivid. In this life, she had been reborn and had avoided any intimate contact with William.

Now, William's stance made it clear he was targeting her.

The thought of physical contact with him made her instinctively nauseous.

"Let go... ugh!"

Christina couldn't hold back, and her reaction infuriated William.

William squinted his eyes, "Do I disgust you that much?"

"What do you think? If I didn't, I would've made you take responsibility long ago, and I wouldn't be taking birth control pills. William, you really make me sick!"

Christina gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with intense hatred.

William saw it-this was pure hatred towards him.

He was a bit surprised, "Christina, did something else happen between us?"

Otherwise, why would Christina hate him so much?

"What do you think? You think your memory is faulty? Is that even possible?" Christina's mocking smile was evident.

The idea that William's memory could be faulty was laughable to her.

"William, not everyone likes you."

"Then how do you explain your Twitter bio?"

"So what? Who hasn't misjudged someone when they were young?"

Before William could finish, Christina cut him off with a sneer.

Christina didn't take William seriously at all.

William's face turned dark. He hadn't expected Christina to say that her past affection for him was a mistake.

Seeing his expression, as if he had eaten something foul, Christina's smile deepened, "What, you think you're the dollar bill and everyone should like you?"

William wasn't the dollar bill, but people wanted to work for him because of his money and power.

"I don't expect that."

William's face was grim. He didn't mean that, and he didn't want Christina to misunderstand him.

Christina didn't believe him. She scoffed, "Your tone just now clearly implied you wanted me to like you. But I can't bring myself to like you at all."

"William, the person I hate the most is you. Did you know that? I wish you were dead."

Christina's hatred grew as she spoke.

If looks could kill, Christina would have torn William to pieces.

Seeing the intense hatred in Christina's eyes, William was incredulous, "Christina, your look can't fool me. Something must have happened between us."

"Happened? Do you think I hate you because I love you and can't have you?" Christina's cold smile was full of sarcasm.

Her eyes were icy.

William remained silent.

Even if Christina was like this, her hatred for him shouldn't be this intense. His instincts told him that something else had happened between them.

"Christina, you're targeting Jennifer, hating me, and avoiding any contact with me. Were you possessed?" William's eyes suddenly became sharp.

There had been reports of such things, and Christina's behavior really seemed like she was possessed.

Especially with the recent popularity of some reincarnation romance novels.

Christina felt a chill down her spine at William's words.

She hadn't expected William to be so perceptive.

But then again, if she didn't admit it, what could William do? Christina touched William's forehead, frowning thoughtfully, "William, did you get a fever and burn your brain?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

William pushed Christina's hand away.

His face was clouded with darkness.

Christina remained unfazed, her smile unchanged, "Is it me with the problem, or you? William, it's the 21st century. Don't you think saying such things is ridiculous?"

William didn't respond, but his eyes were cold and fixed on Christina, not allowing her any escape.

Christina remained calm, "Weren't you the one spouting nonsense first?"

William's face was stern, "So you're saying I'm the one causing trouble for you?"

Christina laughed softly.

Her meaning was clear.

"Christina, stop spreading lies about me. Don't use those thoughts on me. I'm telling you, I won't let you..."

"Live or die in peace."

"Or die a horrible death?"

Christina laughed softly, almost finishing his sentence.

William hadn't expected Christina to almost finish his sentence. Was this still Christina?

William gripped Christina's waist, squinting, "You know me that well?"

"It's not that I know you, but you always do this. Don't you find it boring?"

Christina didn't hold back in mocking William.

William's face grew darker, his expression clouded. In all these years, no woman had ever called him boring to his face.

He didn't speak, but Christina understood his meaning.

"William, this just shows how indifferent I am to you. You should know that. Stop bothering me. I'm not interested in you. To me, you're not some heartthrob."

With that, Christina pushed him again.

But William stood like a mountain in front of her, impossible to move.

Finally, Christina got angry, "William, you always do this. Do you find it fun? Do you come to me every time you're angry to use me as a punching bag?"