Chapter 143

"Christina, do you not want to marry me?" William asked, looking straight into her eyes. "Is it because of Walter?"

Christina admitted that Walter's words had definitely made her uneasy.

But she stood her ground. Calling off the wedding and worrying everyone in the family over this was something she couldn't do. "Of course not. If I didn't want to get married, why would I be looking at wedding dresses just now? I just think it's a bit too soon to get married. This is a big deal, and I still can't remember anything."

She didn't want to marry him while she was still so confused.

At least, not until she got better.

"But Christina, the wedding is already being planned. Our families want us to settle down soon, and you agreed to the reception. We're even living together now. Is it really that important to regain your memory?" William continued to persuade her.

"No one knows when you'll remember. It could be tonight, tomorrow, or maybe never. How long do you want me to wait?"

This question stumped Christina.

She couldn't answer.

Even the doctors couldn't give a definite timeline, so how could she know?

Making William wait because of her was indeed unfair to him.

He was so invested in the wedding and treated her so well. She couldn't just trample on his feelings.

Before Christina could figure out what to do, William spoke again, "I understand your concerns. How about this? We won't get married tomorrow. If you still can't remember by the eve of the wedding, we'll go get the marriage certificate then. Does that work?"

"Of course," Christina agreed without hesitation.

Seeing the anticipation in William's eyes, she felt even more guilty. "I'm sorry, I was being unreasonable about this. Thank you for putting up with me."

He really was so good to her, never demanding anything and always being so considerate, putting her first in everything.

"How can this be unreasonable? It's natural to have concerns. I'm your husband. If I can't understand you, that would be too much." William ruffled her hair. "Get some rest. I have a meeting to attend."

Christina nodded.

William had planned to hold the video conference in the bedroom, but after thinking it over, he took his laptop to the study next door.

Even though he would use headphones during the meeting, there would still be some noise, and the desk lamp would be on, which might disturb Christina's rest.

With ten minutes left before the meeting, William sat at the desk and opened his laptop, but his mind wandered back to the bedroom.

Christina should be asleep by now.

She apologized today, but the one who should really be sorry was him.

He knew Christina had amnesia, yet he took advantage of the situation. It was unfair to her.

But was it fair to him that Christina, based on a baseless dream, saw him as a villain, held such a grudge, and even wanted to kill him?

He hadn't done anything wrong or hurt her. He shouldn't bear such a heavy accusation.

This was a chance for them to get along better.

The next morning, Christina got up early.

Since they were going to pick out a wedding dress, she put on light makeup. As she was changing, the bedroom door opened.

She jumped, "Who's there?"

"It's me, Christina. I brought you breakfast," William's voice came through.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness it was him and not someone else.

"I'll eat in a bit. Just wait a moment and don't come in," Christina said as she hurriedly dressed.

In her rush, she fumbled, and standing on one foot, she almost fell.

She quickly grabbed the clothes, trying to steady herself.

But the clothes rack came down with a loud crash.

William's heart skipped a beat, "Christina, what happened?"

"Nothing, just don't come in... Ah!"

William didn't hesitate. He put the breakfast on the table and rushed in.

He caught Christina by the waist from behind, steadying her before letting go. "Be careful. I don't want you getting hurt again and having to go to the hospital today."

It wasn't that he minded the extra trip; he just didn't want to see her hurt again.

When Christina had her car accident, she was so badly injured. He had silently vowed to protect her and never let anything like that happen again.

"I know. I just lost my balance for a moment," Christina said, realizing she was half-dressed.

And they were so close.

Embarrassed, she pushed him away, "Get out!"

"It's hard to zip up alone. Want me to help?"

"No, I can do it myself. Don't peek," Christina quickly pulled the closet curtain closed.

William stood outside, listening to the sounds inside, recalling Christina's earlier appearance, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are you laughing at me?" Christina's face turned even redder. "Stop laughing."

"Okay, I won't laugh. How could I dare laugh at you, my dear wife?" William stopped making noise, but his eyes were full of amusement.

This side of Christina was so charming.

Her shyness was adorable.

Soon, Christina came out, dressed, and twirled in front of him. "How do I look in this dress?"

"You look beautiful. Let's eat, and then we should go. Otherwise, I might not be able to resist staying in the bedroom with you," William said, taking her hand.

He was a normal man, and of course, he had physical desires for the woman he loved.

Christina lightly kicked him, "Can you be serious in broad daylight?"

Though they had been sleeping together, they were still in their pajamas and hadn't seen each other naked.

After breakfast, William drove her to the biggest mall, and they headed straight to the bridal shop.

The staff, seeing their distinguished demeanor and the expensive watch on William's wrist, were incredibly enthusiastic.