41 Where’s Your Son?


    “Where’s your son?” Christian asks suddenly.


    The question surprised E.


    “My son...”


    E mumbled quietly, as if she was immersed in another world, one that Christian did not understand.


    The only thing that keeps him going through his days in a mental hospital is his son. He relies on his memory of his son.


    But where is the child now? He didn’t even know where his son was now...


    “He’s gone.”


    E closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them again, her gaze was vacant. He couldn’t even bear to look at Christian. Her eyes darted to nowhere but the man holding her, as if trying to keep herself from falling apart.


    One question was enough to make E’s defenses crumble. As if he had lost the sense of security he had, his lips trembled slightly.


    .....


    “He’s gone. What should I do?” she whispered.


    Christian’s chest hurts a little when he hears E’s soft voice. He was annoyed at the question he asked himself.


    But a momentter, he stopped those thoughts and feelings. Why did he have to feel so much for this woman?


    He wasn’t going to help E find out if the child was alive or dead.


    Now E is his. The existence of the boy and his father was a thorn in his heart. The existence of the child and his father will make their rtionship even more messy.


    “If he’s dead, let him die,” he said calmly as he carried E upstairs, as if he didn’t care about E’s feelings at all.


    E wakes up from her grief at Christian’s cruel words. His lips twitched as if he was mocking himself.


    Since when did he ce all his hopes on Christian? How could such a cold and ruthless man ever feel sorry for her?


    Christian doesn’t care about his past, doesn’t care about his problems. Christian just needs him to warm his bed.


    In an instant, her smile turned into her usual sweet smile.


    The smile she had practiced so many times in front of the mirror to hide her true feelings.


    “It’s true what you said. There’s no point in remembering the past. What matters is the present.”


    E hugs Christian’s neck. Her eyes look straight at Christian, as if her previous sadness was just an illusion. The woman’s smile was so charming, it was difficult for anyone to look away.


    Suddenly, Christian feels tired of E’s attitude like this. This woman kept on teasing him and he had to keep holding himself back. He was tired of holding back...


    He was tired of having to hold back all his feelings for this woman. He was tired, he was angry and resentful, he was hurt, every woman was suffering...


    He was tired of feeling all these feelings at once. He was used to emptying his feelings.


    He was used to being cold and cruel.


    But in front of E, her figure seemed to disappear.


    Christian pushes open the bedroom door and throws him onto therge bed in the middle of the room.


    “Why you angry?”


    Ey on the bed with a calm face. Inwardly, he took a deep breath. Christian’s mood suddenly changes again.


    He didn’t know what was wrong this time.


    Christian doesn’t say anything, just looks into E’s eyes.


    E felt shudder all over her body. He didn’t know how to deal with this man.


    She wanted to say something more, but Christian had trapped her and then overwhelmed her with kisses.


    E stopped thinking as the kiss drowned her.


    Christian’s hand goes up, gripping E’s neck. He seemed to want to break that fragile neck, but his hands didn’t have the strength.


    He didn’t want to hurt E like before.


    Meanwhile, E looks confused.


    He looked at the man in front of him in astonishment. He felt like amb ready to be ughtered.


    He could see the veins protruding on Christian’s forehead as he tried to contain his emotions. “How dare you...”


    E doesn’t understand what Christian is saying.


    What did he do to make Christian this angry?


    He doesn’t say anything, just waits for Christian’s next sentence.


    “How dare you have a child with another man.” Christian really wanted to use the power in his hands, but he couldn’t.


    E knows what Christian will do with her hands. He had felt it before.


    He keeps his eyes on Christian, seeing the anger on the man’s face.


    He had been on the threshold of life and death too many times. Even in this state, he still smiles and hugs Christian’s neck. “If you think about it, why don’t you help me find that man?”


    “Do not expect!”


    Christian squints his eyes and holds his chin. “You are so sly. If I help you find that guy, you can get an extra mistress.”


    “Why should I be with that guy?” E whispers in Christian’s ear. “The best man is you. Why should I let you go for another man?”


    Christian kisses E’s lips deeply.


    He tried to move as gently as possible, afraid of hurting E, as if the one who had just wanted to strangle E wasn’t him.


    E simply takes all of Christian’s attacks, spending their day and night in bed.


    In the end, he lies in bed exhausted, seeing Christian showered and changed.


    “You bought this dress on purpose to meet me?”


    After putting on his clothes, Christian looks at E condescendingly.


    “Yes,” E answered weakly.


    Christian’s mood seems to improve and he says, “Get up and put on your clothes.”


    “Hah?” E looked surprised.


    What a wolf! He was already exhausted to death, but Christian instead told him to put his clothes on. Where did he have the strength to wake up...


    “Don’t use it?”


    “Use.”


    E worries that it will make Christian’s improved mood worse again and make them end up in bed again.


    He immediately stood up. But when his feet hit the ground, he felt his knees go weak and he sat down on the floor.


    Christian catches him right away. “Tired?”


    E didn’t even have to answer. What kind of nonsensical question is that. Of course he was tired!


    Christian doesn’t mind E’s silence. He took his clothes and helped E to put them on.


    E was astonished when she realized that this usually very mean man had let her keep his cheap clothes this time.


    What a surprise.


    He couldn’t help but ask curiously. “Why?”


    Christian understood what E meant and answered. “This is the dress you prepared to tease me. Of course I won’t spoil it.”


    Clothes to flirt?


    What the hell is that?


    Christian quickly puts E’s clothes on and pats her butt. “Come on down and eat. We’ll continueter.”


    “Continue?”


    It felt like E wanted to cry. But in front of Christian, he can only swallow his refusal.