Chapter 138

"If you can't finish it, I can help you out," William said, half-joking, half-serious.

Christina immediately shook her head.

If they were at home, it wouldn't matter, but in front of so many relatives and elders, she couldn't let him eat her leftovers.

Even though she wasn't very hungry, Christina finished everything in her bowl.

She had to admit, the chef at the Cavendish Mansion was excellent. Every dish was a feast for the senses, and William had picked out all her favorites.

Nicholas watched them and sighed. "You've really forgotten about me now that you have a fiancée."

"Nicholas, you love shrimp. Here, I peeled these for you," William said, placing the shrimp in front of him.

Nicholas looked at the glistening shrimp and smiled. "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. You two are grown up now, it's time to get married. It's just the way of the world."

As an elder, he wanted all his children to be happy and with the ones they loved.

Even though Christina had caused a lot of trouble recently, and William had even gotten into a car accident because of her, there was something to be said about destiny in love.

William had willingly fallen for Christina. Even if Nicholas tried to separate them, it wouldn't make William give up on her.

It was better to let them be together.

"What did the doctor say about Christina's condition? Will there be any other aftereffects from her memory loss?" Nicholas asked, still concerned.

William shook his head. "No aftereffects, just waiting for the blood clot in her head to clear up."

Nicholas nodded. No aftereffects were good.

As for whether Christina would regain her memory, he agreed with William. It might be better if she didn't.

She was much quieter now, which was better than her previous antics.

Considering Christina's condition, Nicholas urged them to rest after dinner. "She needs to rest quietly with that blood clot. The room is ready for you two, so get some sleep."

"Thank you, Nicholas," Christina and William said as they headed upstairs.

Walter's eyes followed them. He noticed their tightly clasped hands and felt a pang of emotion.

If Christina were fully aware and chose William, Walter would silently give his blessing.

But Christina didn't know anything right now.

She was like a baby, only knowing what others told her. Walter desperately wanted to tell her the truth.

But he had no chance.

William was always by her side, and Gabrielle kept a close watch on him, leaving no opportunity for Walter to be alone with Christina.

Even if he did tell her, Christina might not believe him. Everyone around her was telling her she was William's fiancée.

Back in the room, Christina closed the door. She wanted to freshen up but felt awkward with William there. "Could you step out for a bit? I'll call you back in when I'm done."

"Everyone's downstairs. If I go out now, they'll ask why," William said, not budging.

Christina had to admit he had a point.

Everyone had seen them go upstairs together. If William left so soon, it would raise questions.

He couldn't exactly say she was taking a shower.

But having him stay in the room made her uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I won't peek. Just close the bathroom door, and I won't see anything," William said, leading her to the bathroom door. "If you're really worried, I'll go to the balcony."

"Deal. You better not sneak in," Christina emphasized.

Once inside, she immediately locked the door.

Hearing the lock, William sighed.

Even if they were married, he wouldn't peek at her in the shower.

As he headed to the balcony, he heard the water running. Christina had started her shower.

William quickened his pace, closed the balcony door behind him, and lit a cigarette.

He stayed there until the balcony door opened.

"I'm done. You can come in now. It's getting cold out there," Christina said, now in her pajamas, her hair still wet, droplets falling onto her collarbone and disappearing into her clothes.

William quickly looked away and followed her inside. "You need to dry your hair completely."

"Okay," Christina said, not arguing.

Meanwhile, Jennifer was losing her mind.

Her room was a mess.

She had planned to kill Christina, but William had saved her. When she tried again, Christina only lost her memory. And now, Christina was happily with William?

How was that fair?

Especially since Nicholas no longer opposed them. What was all her effort for?

Jennifer's mother, Sophia Brown, saw her daughter's distress and felt heartbroken. "Jennifer, let go of William. If he doesn't notice you after all this, he's not the one for you. Why keep hurting yourself?"

Sophia saw Jennifer's pain and felt it deeply.

But Jennifer wouldn't listen.

"I've loved William for so many years. How can I just stop? Christina ruined everything. She deserves to die!"

Jennifer's eyes flashed with anger at the mention of Christina. She even considered confronting Christina and ending it all.

Otherwise, she couldn't let go of her hatred.

"Don't do anything foolish. Christina has people helping her. If you keep fighting her, you'll end up worse off. Jennifer, you've worked so hard for what you have. Your father did so much for you. Do you want to lose everything?" Sophia held Jennifer back, not wanting her to make more mistakes.