Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Christopher's greatest ability was to deal with despicable scums without fighting. He could piss them off with merely his sharp tongue. To deal with Josephine, someone who looked serious and dignified on the surface but who was actually a b*tch inside, his skills were on the verge of perfection.

Josephine pulled a long face, looking extremely gloomy.

"So what kind of drug did you use for Theodore? Tell me. I haven't come back for a few years. I wonder how the drug industry has developed in our country." "Get out of my way."

"No way," Christopher blocked the door of the stairwell with a playful expression on his face. "But I'm really curious. You've been together with Theodore for so long, and you're getting married soon. Why haven't you had s*x yet?" Josephine was both ashamed and annoyed. "What does it have to do with you?"

"It's none of my business. I'm just concerned about your life after marriage. Aren't you worried?"

"Worried about what?"

"A man who was with you for so many years didn't even bother to touch you. He must be suffering from some problems. I advise you to give it a second thought." Josephine yelled, "Impossible!"

"How do you know it's impossible? You haven't tried it yet!" Christopher smirked.

Josephine was so furious that her face turned livid and she couldn't say a word. She was so mad that she didn't want to walk out of the stairwell, which was blocked by Christopher. She used the stairs straight away, lifting her gown to go down the stairs; the sound of her high heels echoed in the small space.

Christopher stood up straight. Before leaving, he did not forget to mock her. "I'm doing this for your own good. Miss Bailey, don't be too ungrateful."

After saying this, he watched Josephine's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs. Then, he walked out of the stairwell and went to Everleigh's room, knocking on the door.

"Knock! Knock!" He knocked on the door twice, but he didn't hear any response.

He frowned and called Everleigh on the phone.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed has not been answered for the time being. Please call again later..."

A faint sound of Everleigh's ringtone came from inside the room.

"Everleigh," Christopher patted heavily on the door twice. Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" coming from inside. It seemed that something was pushed down, and the door shook twice. Christopher's expression changed. He quickly took out the spare room card from his pocket and swiped it to enter the room.

"Everleigh..."

At the instant he opened the door, dust flew everywhere. The huge cabinet and cloak hanger seemed to have just collapsed and were lying at the entrance. Sawdust was flying, and dust filled the room. Everleigh was leaning against the corner of the wall. Her dress had been torn, and there was not a shade of color on her pale face. She held a floor lamp in front of her as a weapon.

A figure was lying on the ground, one hand holding the collapsed wardrobe. The figure's other hand was dripping with blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

Christopher rushed over without thinking. He took off his suit and covered Everleigh with it. Then he stood in front of her and asked coldly, "Mr. Godfrey, what do you mean by this?" Theodore stood up from the ground, supporting himself with the wardrobe. His white suit was stained with some blood. Even so, it couldn't conceal his innately cold and reserved nature.

He looked at Christopher protecting Everleigh and at his suit on her shoulder. His red eyes were filled with pain as if they had sunk into an abyss.

"Are you okay?" Christopher glanced behind him and asked.

Everleigh nodded her head weakly. Remembering that Christopher couldn't see herself as she was behind him, Everleigh answered in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

In clinical medicine, there were all kinds of patients. Every doctor had to learn basic self-defense skills. What's more, Everleigh lost her mother when she was a child. Her father paid special attention to self-defense when training his two daughters. Usually, ordinary men couldn't threaten her.

However, Theodore seemed to have gone mad just now. She had to use all of her strength to push him away. If she hadn't been fierce enough, she wouldn't have known what would happen at this moment.

At the thought of this, her legs became a little weak, and her voice trembled. "Christopher..."

Christopher quickly grabbed hold of her. Without bothering to question Theodore, he picked up Everleigh in front of him and strode past the wardrobe lying on the ground.

Before leaving, Christopher growled, "Mr. Godfrey, the Meyer family will remember what happened today."

Anyone could tell how powerful the words "Meyer family" were.

Everleigh, who was lying in Christopher's arms, was also stunned when she heard this.

Christopher was unwilling to inherit the family business and he devoted himself to studying medicine. He had almost never mentioned the Meyer family in public. But now, he made an exception.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor grew further and further away until they finally disappeared. Theodore was the only one left in the spacious hotel room, and the floor was a mess.

When Josephine arrived, she saw Theodore in a sorry state. His clenched fists were still bleeding, and blood flowed down the ground from his arm. It was a shocking sight. "Theodore..." She cried out in alarm.

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The effect of the drug seemed to have passed. The moment Theodore looked up, the frost in his eyes pierced Josephine's heart like knives. She suddenly shivered as a huge wave of fear struck her. She opened her mouth and tried to explain something, but she couldn't say a word.

She knew that her move that night was too reckless. It was over.

"Mr. Godfrey." At this time, Moses also heard the commotion and came over. He stood at the door and saw the mess in the room. He halted and said in surprise, "Mr. Godfrey, your hand!"

"Return to Godfrey Mansion," Theodore said as he walked out of the room. His tall figure cast a shadow over the room. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and then wrapped it around his wound. When he passed by Josephine, he didn't even spare her a glance before leaving.

He looked so cold that even Moses shuddered at the sight of him.

"The car is parked right below the hotel." Moses came back to his senses and hurried to catch up with Theodore. While walking, he took out his phone and made a call. "Mr. Godfrey, I'll inform the driver right away."

The two men had already gone far away. Josephine pursed her lips as her face darkened. She knew that she would only humiliate herself if she went after them at this time, but when she looked back at everything in the room, she clenched her fists in anger, and her delicate face was full of unwillingness.

When she first came in, she saw Christopher leaving with Everleigh in his arms. When she saw Everleigh's messy clothes, she felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her. Her heart was completely frozen.

Why was it that Everleigh could always get what Josephine had tried so hard to get without any effort?

Everleigh only needed to stand there and do nothing, and Theodore's heart was with her. Even though Everleigh was married now, he still couldn't forget her. She even had two b*stard children who came from God knows where. How could she marry the son of the Meyer Group, and why did the entire Meyer family agree?

Her phone vibrated in her hand and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

The call from a stranger made her impatient. She suppressed her irritation and answered the call. "Hello?"

"What? Are you in a bad mood?" A male voice came from the other end of the phone. It was a clear and bright voice that sounded young, but it was inexplicably covered with a layer of haze, which made Josephine's eyebrows jump.