Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 260

Chapter 260 Answer Your Phone First

Christopher did not drink much alcohol that night and had coffee after that. Thus, he was pretty sober. After getting some sleep earlier, his eyes were exceptionally bright, especially under the dim lights inside the car. When he stared at Yuliana, his beautiful eyes looked even more charming.

For a moment, Yuliana could not find the words to refuse him when he stared at her like that.

Then, Christopher suddenly reached out again and hooked their fingers together. “Ana, can you let me sleep at home tonight?”

Instantly, the look in his eyes changed again. This time, he looked like an abandoned puppy, looking very pitiful.

Even if Yuliana tried to act tough, she still couldn’t find the words to refuse him.

She was about to say something, but an abrupt vibration interrupted her.

They were both stunned for a moment, and the ambiguous atmosphere between them that had just started building up disappeared instantly.

Yuliana withdrew her hand and said, “You should answer your phone first.”

Christopher stared down at his fingers for a while, feeling the soft touch lingering there. He curled his fingers a little as though he wanted to grab something before losing it again.

The vibration was about to stop. He picked up his phone and looked at the name on the screen. His brows knitted a little before he answered the call.

Yuliana looked out of the window. Christopher didn’t say anything over the phone. A voice was heard faintly over the phone. It was a man’s voice. However, Christopher pressed the phone to his ear nearer the door, and Yuliana couldn’t hear their conversation clearly.

After the man finished talking, Christopher replied faintly, “Got it. Let’s talk about it tomorrow in person.” With that, Christopher ended the call and tossed his phone back onto the armrest between the driver’s and the passenger’s seats. Then, he took an open bottle of soda and took a sip. As he sipped the soda, he glanced at Yuliana from the corner of his eye.

From that angle, he only saw her ear and side profile.

After drinking the soda, he slowly screwed on the cap and put the bottle in its original spot. “Ana-”

He had just called her name, but Yuliana suddenly turned around and looked at him with bright eyes, cutting

him off by saying, “If you want to sleep at home tonight, I can go to the hotel.”-

She had yet to figure out how to deal with her relationship with Christopher.

Earlier, she almost softened her heart for him.

However, Yuliana knew if she softened her heart once, she would certainly face a similar situation again.

Christopher remained silent and changed his expression a little.

None of them said anything. The atmosphere inside the car turned quiet and depressed.

Some moments later, Christopher said, “It’s getting late. You should go back upstairs.”

Yuliana pursed her lips and said, “If you miss our son, you can always come back to visit him.”

She had never thought of stripping away Christopher’s right to spend time with his son.

After saying that, she opened the door and was about to get off the car. Then, she paused and turned back around to look at Christopher, reminding him, “You had alcohol tonight. You should find yourself a designated driver instead of driving on your own.”

Christopher took in her gentle expression and said nothing.

Their gazes met. Yuliana got out of the car and walked inside Oceanview Apartment without looking back.

After she disappeared from his sight, Christopher leaned into his seat and stared at the car roof for a while. Then, he picked up his cigarette box and lit a cigarette. One cigarette later, he booked a designated driver to send him to Prestige Club.

In the past few days, Christopher didn’t return to the Solace residence and stayed at Prestige Club instead.

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However, it was rather late that night. After taking a nap earlier in the car, Christopher did not feel sleepy after arriving back at the club. He went to the bar and ordered a glass of wine, sipping it slowly on the bar stool. Later, he made a phone call.

Half an hour later, a man with tanned skin and a burly figure stepped inside Prestige Club.

He glanced around at the entrance. A man in a suit stepped forward and asked him some questions. Then, he followed behind the man in a suit and went to the suite on the top floor.

The man in the suit gently knocked twice on the door before pushing the door open and going inside, saying. “Sir, he’s here.”

Christopher sat on a chair with his long legs crossed on the table. Hearing the noise, he slowly lifted his eyelids and looked at them. Then, he waved his hand and said, “Okay. You may leave us alone now and go back downstairs.”

The man in the suit nodded and turned around. Then, he closed the door behind them before walking away.

Meanwhile, the man who came in with the man in the suit took a few steps forward and greeted, “Mr. Solace.”

Christopher raised his hand and pointed at the couch in the distance. “Take a seat.”

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Christopher got up from the chair and went to the bar counter, taking a bottle of wine and two glasses before heading to the couch. He sat beside the man and poured him a glass of wine, saying, “I’m sorry for making you come here at such a late hour.”

The man did now show much emotion and took a sip of the wine, saying, “Mr. Solace, you’re welcome. You’re my employer, and I am only fulfilling my duty by completing my job.”

Christopher was indeed only doing that out of formality. He poured himself a glass of wine but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he leaned onto the couch and looked at the man, saying, “Go ahead. What have you found?”

The man’s name was Wesley Duncan, the man Christopher told Craig to find for him. Wesley used to be in the special forces, but after exiting the special forces, he started taking private jobs.

Wesley reported, “We’ve found the person who broke into Ms. Johnson’s house that night, but he’s with Mr. Hatfield, so we can’t do anything about it.”

There were rules in each field of work. Although Wesley was not afraid of Yahir Hatfield, he did not want to attract unnecessary trouble for himself.

At the mention of Yahir, Christopher darkened his gaze a little.

Wesley continued, “Mr. Solace, I’m sure you know who is behind Mr. Hatfield.”

Being born and bred in Juxshire, Christopher knew everything about that place. Thus, he surely knew who was behind Yahir even without Wesley telling him.