Chapter 118

After talking with the doctor, William headed to the hospital room. Seeing Christina's pale face, his tone softened with concern, "You still feeling sick?"

"This is my business, not yours," Christina snapped back.

Her attitude stung William once again.

His voice was hoarse, "Can you stop being so harsh with me? Let's just move on from the past. We're getting married soon. We can't keep acting like this after we're married."

To be honest, their relationship felt more like enemies than an engaged couple.

Especially the way Christina looked at him, with hatred mixed with disgust.

If he had really done something unforgivable to her, he wouldn't have said a word. But he hadn't.

"I'm not marrying you willingly. Your whole family forced me. I don't even have my own freedom. Do you expect me to smile at someone who forced me?" Christina rolled her eyes at him.

His words made her feel nauseous.

"Even if you're mad at me for this, haven't I helped you before? Including today. If the bodyguard hadn't noticed something was wrong and brought you to the hospital, you'd still be lying in the mall bathroom!" William couldn't help but argue.

Did everything he had done mean nothing to Christina?

"So you did have someone following me. William, you're disgusting," Christina retorted sarcastically.

"I admit you've helped me a few times, but without you, my life would be at least 90% less troublesome!"

At least Jennifer wouldn't hate her so much, treating her as an enemy and making things difficult for her.

She wouldn't be forced to stay with the Cavendish family and could develop her own career, creating a better life through her own efforts.

"Christina!" William was so angry his head hurt.

He took a deep breath, telling himself repeatedly that Christina was still a patient and he shouldn't argue with a patient.

But it was so damn frustrating!

"When you went shopping today, did you notice anyone suspicious? Think about their appearance," William tried to suppress his anger.

Since it was a serious matter, Christina didn't continue to mock him.

She recalled the girl she met in the bathroom and described her appearance in detail, "There are cameras in the mall. She left shortly after I entered the bathroom. You should be able to find her through the footage."

"Don't be so naive next time. Before helping others, make sure you have the ability to do so," William couldn't help but lecture her.

Today's incident was too dangerous. He didn't want it to happen again.

Christina's mood, which had just calmed down a bit, was ruined again, "Can you stop lecturing me? I need to rest. Just leave."

Otherwise, she feared she might lose her temper and start another argument with him.

William knew her need for rest was just an excuse. She simply hated him.

But he didn't want to argue either, and catching the culprit was more important. Without saying more, he left.

The mall Christina visited was one of the Cavendish family's properties. William went there personally to check the surveillance footage.

The manager was very cooperative, "Mr. Cavendish, our mall's cameras are top-notch, high-definition. We can even capture a fly clearly."

Through the footage, William quickly identified the suspect and called the police. With the police's data tracking, they found out the person's identity.

She was a student at a nearby high school.

Since it was the weekend, William waited until Monday to go to the school with the police. With solid evidence and the police's stern tone, the girl broke down in tears.

She kept trying to shift the blame, "I was just following orders. I didn't know what was in the syringe. It could have been glucose or saline."

"You're in high school, not kindergarten. If it was glucose, why would they need you?" William exposed her lie.

He didn't hit women, especially not a high school student, but he wouldn't let this slide easily.

He questioned her sternly, "Who gave you the drug? I will get to the bottom of this. You better come clean."

"I really don't know. We only communicated online. The syringe was delivered to my house. I don't know who he is," the girl cried harder.

She was trying to avoid punishment.

William believed she wasn't lying, "You're an adult now. If you agreed to do something without knowing anything, I won't agree to a settlement."

The girl's parents initially wanted to pay him off, but upon learning his identity, they didn't dare mention it again.

With the police's investigation, they soon found an illegal loan platform and arrested everyone involved.

But William felt he was missing something.

These people had no grudge against Christina. Why would they target her? There must be more to this.

But he couldn't find anything immediately, so he left it to the police.

The girl's family, unwilling to see her life ruined, decided to plead with Christina directly.

At the hospital room door, they were unsurprisingly stopped by the bodyguards, "Someone is resting inside. Please leave."

"I know her. She'll let me in!" the girl protested.

Hearing the commotion, Christina opened the door, her tone cold, "Last time I trusted you, and I'm still in the hospital. Do you think I'll fall for it again?"

"But I know I was wrong."

"Get out." Christina showed no mercy.

When William arrived, he saw this scene. His eyes turned cold, and he called the bodyguards, "I told you to guard the door. Is this how you do it?"

The bodyguards quickly stepped forward and efficiently removed the family.

As William was about to enter the room, Christina shut the door in his face, "You leave with them."

"Christina! Open the door!" William was furious.

He knocked, but Christina wouldn't open. Since it was a hospital, he didn't want to make a scene.

In the end, he left.

Hearing his footsteps fade, Christina opened the door and watched his retreating figure, feeling a mix of emotions.

She wished they could stop seeing each other, but she knew it was impossible.