Chapter 96

When Mia heard the police were coming, she finally agreed to wait a bit longer.

But she didn't have to wait long. The coast guard arrived, assessed the situation, and then took her back to give a statement.

Before leaving, Mia asked about Christina, "Is Ms. Windsor okay? Is she coming with me to give a statement, or is she staying on the boat?"

"She's still running a fever. It'll probably break by tomorrow morning. She can give her statement once she's feeling better," Joseph replied, though he hadn't checked on Christina himself.

William hadn't left Christina's room, which meant either her fever was severe, or they had something important to discuss. Either way, Joseph didn't want to intrude.

"Alright, I'll contact her once she's awake," Mia said, turning to leave.

She needed to find her child first, then take Aiden to court and put that scumbag in jail, along with his mistress. Neither of those murderers would escape justice.

Joseph took a nap in his room until dawn, then went to check on Christina.

"Her fever's mostly gone, it's down to 100.4°F. Let her sleep a bit longer. I'll go check on the project plan," William said, clearly having stayed up all night by her side.

Since Christina's fever had broken, there was no need to head back immediately. They could wait until after their meeting with the client.

Joseph was worried about William's health. "It's still early. You should get some rest, even if it's just for a couple of hours. I'll watch over Christina. I'm a doctor, you should listen to me."

After some convincing, William agreed to rest.

Christina drifted in and out of consciousness. When she opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar surroundings, she tried to get up but was too weak. She saw Joseph nearby and instinctively tried to rise, but her body ached, and she fell back asleep.

Some time later, William returned.

Seeing Christina still unconscious, William frowned. "Why isn't she awake yet? Why is it so serious this time?"

Joseph was equally puzzled. "I wish I knew why it's so severe. Since her fever hasn't fully broken, we should head to a hospital onshore for an IV."

The boat's medical facilities were limited.

William agreed and ordered the boat to head to shore as quickly as possible. But before they got far, they were stopped.

A massive luxury yacht blocked their path.

"This area is reserved by our duke. You'll have to go around," a burly man on a small submarine announced.

They were surrounded by several yachts, each manned by tall, imposing figures in black suits, clearly well-trained.

William wasn't intimidated, but with only himself, Joseph, and Mia on board, he didn't want to start trouble.

William contacted the coast guard.

The coast guard informed him, "There's no reserved area in these waters, but that yacht did notify us in advance. Given your emergency, we'll escort you."

With the coast guard's help, they quickly reached the shore.

William and Joseph immediately took Christina to the hospital.

Before they left, Mia told William, "When Christina wakes up, tell her to call me."

At the hospital, Christina was given an IV.

Joseph left William and Christina alone. Not long after, Christina woke up. Seeing William by her side felt ironic to her.

In her past life, she had longed for this moment, but now it was happening?

"Wouldn't it be better for you if I died?" Christina said sarcastically, unable to forget many things.

William frowned. "It would be better, but I can't just ignore it when I see it. After all, you did call me 'Uncle' once."

William hadn't expected Christina to be so ungrateful.

"Well, thank you. I won't owe you any favors."

Christina made it clear she wanted no contact with William.

"You already owe me. You really are something, always causing trouble," William said coldly, with a hint of disdain.

Christina sneered, "I think I'm pretty unlucky, always running into you."

"Who's Harper?"

William hadn't forgotten Christina mentioning this name, a child's name.

Christina had no close contacts at the Cavendish family or school. He hadn't had time to investigate, but Christina had changed. Her work in the architecture institute, her participation in art competitions, and her designs-when had she learned all this?

If it weren't the 21st century, he might have suspected she was possessed.

"Why are you so interested in my business?" Christina smirked. "William, do you actually like me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I just think..."

Before William could finish, his phone rang. It was Bob. "Mr. Cavendish, you need to come to the office."

"Alright."

Bob wouldn't call unless it was urgent.

William glanced at the weak Christina. "I have to go to the office. If you need anything, ask Joseph. And Mia said to call her when you wake up."

Christina didn't respond.

William left.

She didn't watch him go.

She didn't follow William's advice to find Joseph. After her IV, she got some medication from the doctor and left.

She texted Mia to let her know she was safe.

Then she checked into a hotel and rested for seven days until she fully recovered. After that, she went to the architecture institute.

This was a job she hadn't experienced in her past life, and she wasn't going to give it up. She went about her routine, eating, drinking, and working as usual.

Mia brought news that Aiden and Bianca had been sentenced. Mia even wanted her to be the design director, but Christina was committed to her job at the architecture institute. Taking the director position would mean giving up her current job, which she wasn't willing to do.

The architecture institute was a rare, stable job she couldn't afford to lose.

Kaitlyn hadn't been to the institute for days, and Christina was worried.