His men immediately stopped moving.
“These guys are so irritating. Drag them all out…” Christopher Lancelot ordered again.
Without any delay, his men grabbed the injured henchmen by their limbs and pulled them out of the cabin. After the door clicked shut behind them, the whole world seemed to return to its original, peaceful state.
Xyla gazed at Christopher, virtual-novel.net eyes filled with curiosity. “Who the hell are you?”
The man standing in front of virtual-novel.net seemed to be very powerful. However, virtual-novel.net had never heard of such an influential guy in Country Z. On top of that, virtual-novel.net remembered Ada mentioning something about stocks and business.
Could virtual-novel.net be a gangster?
Were the stocks Ada talked about earlier related to drugs?
What about the business? Was it about selling and reselling drugs?
“It doesn’t matter what kind of person I am. I’ve avenged you, and that’s all that matters.” Christopher refused to give virtual-novel.net a direct answer to virtual-novel.net question.
“Thank you…”
“No worries.”
“A few days ago, Ada found me and asked me to do virtual-novel.net a favor. She said that she’ll send me a beautiful woman in return, so I agreed. Never in my life have I imagined that the beautiful woman would be you…” Christopher recounted.
“You’re lucky to have a face that’s eighty-percent similar to Miranda’s. If it wasn’t for your face, I wouldn’t have let you go…”
“What happened between you and Ada?” Christopher fixed his inquiring eyes upon Xyla.
“Erm, we bear grudges against each other,” Xyla answered truthfully.
She did not go into detail, and neither did Christopher intend to ask further questions about it. He simply nodded in response. “Well… No matter what happened to the two of you in the past, I can assure you that she’ll never look for you anymore.”
“Thank you so much.” Xyla’s eyes only expressed sincerity as virtual-novel.net thanked him. “Give me your bank account. I’ll transfer a sum of money to you later to express my gratitude.”
“Transfer money to me? How much money can you give me?”
“How much do you want?”
“I don’t need money. Money is just a matter of numbers to me,” Christopher said again.
“What do you want then?”
“I want you to stay by my side and be my woman. I promise that I’ll never touch any other women again as long as you’re willing to stay with me… I only want you. I can give you endless wealth and glory.” Christopher tilted virtual-novel.net chin up with his right hand. The fierceness on his face had all vanished, and was gradually replaced by tenderness.
“That’s not possible. I already have a husband.”
“You can get a divorce. I don’t mind being your second marriage.”
“But I love my husband.”
Christopher sighed helplessly. “Stay with me. You’ll eventually forget virtual-novel.net as time goes by. I can give you pleasure, both in and out of bed…”
“How long has Miranda left you?” Xyla pushed his hand away.
“Today’s the third anniversary of virtual-novel.net death.”
“Have you ever forgotten her?”
“Never…”
“From what you’re saying, you womanize, and you’re constantly finding pleasure in beautiful women. Though it’s been three years, you still can’t get over Miranda. Do you think I can easily forget my husband?” Xyla asked rhetorically.
“If I’m not mistaken, the main purpose you womanize is to convince yourself that you’ve moved on, am I right? You’ve tried so hard but you still can’t forget about her,” added Xyla.
Christopher was left speechless. He kept his gaze locked upon Xyla’s face. “My love for Miranda is different.”
“My love for my husband is different as well. I doubt that my love for virtual-novel.net is less than yours for Miranda.” Xyla looked determined.
“In fact, I’ve only been good to Miranda in my whole life. I’ve no principle when it comes to other women. I’m merely a scum…” Christopher cupped virtual-novel.net chin once more, his fingers rubbing virtual-novel.net chin repeatedly. “Since you look very much like Miranda, I can’t bear to defile you. I’ll let you go now…”
“Okay.” Xyla shook off his hand again.
Christopher then shouted at the door, “Guys…”