Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 40 I Will Return What I Owe
Yuliana’s fingers were pale and slender, and her nails were glossy as she had trimmed them neatly. Her fingertips were cold, so
when they touched the man’s warm forearm, both of them were stunned for a
moment.
Christopher looked down. His skin was considered rather fair, but compared with Yuliana’s hand, there was still a stark contrast.
Yuliana suddenly came back to her senses and immediately let go of his arm.
“Sorry.” She pursed her lips, paused for two seconds, and then repeated, “Mr. Solace, what happened tonight was indeed
instigated by Xani and Kathryn, but Ms. Johnson and her friend retaliated as well. Xani and Kathryn were not fighting a winning
battle.”
Christopher raised his eyebrows and replied, “So?”
Yuliana could sense how unbothered he was through his eyes and said, “Can we settle this privately? Ms. Johnson could
request anything as compensation for her emotional damage. Xani can apologize to her in person. Could you please tell this to
the police?”
“Yuliana, are you begging me?” Christopher laughed softly after hearing what she said.
Yuliana remained silent for a while and replied, “Yes, I’m begging you. Mr. Solace, can we please settle this privately?”
“Yuliana, this is not how you beg someone.” Christopher narrowed his eyes and looked at her calmly.
“How do you want me to beg?” asked Yuliana.
Christopher looked at her for a while without saying anything. He shifted his sight toward the open space outside the police
station, where his silver car was parked.
Annabelle was sitting in the car, looking at the two figures at the entrance indifferently.
Christopher smiled and said, “Yuliana, you’re quite the comedian! Now, are you begging me, or am I begging you? Are you
seriously asking me how you should beg?”

Something seemed to come across his mind then, so he said coldly, “I think you’d be better off begging your ex-husband. He
seems to have lingering feelings for you. Maybe if you please him well enough, he will help
you.”
After giving his words some thought, Yuliana frowned and said, “If you’re unwilling to settle this with Xani privately because of
what I said to you previously, I can apologize to you.”
“Yuliana Livingstone, you really can’t change how presumptuous you are! How much is your apology worth?” Christopher asked
with a gloomy face.
Honk!
A short car horn sounded. Christopher stared at Yuliana for two seconds and then strode in the direction of the silver sports car.
The strong night wind ruffled through his dark gray shirt and blonde hair, but it was still captivating under the night sky.
Yuliana watched him leave in quick steps. She stood quietly at the entrance for a while and then turned around to walk in.
Inside the car, Christopher looked at the deserted entrance and was about to leave.
Suddenly, Annabelle said with a faint smile, “Christopher, your heart aches for her, right? But no matter how distressed you are,
she will never know. Even if she knows, she will not care at all.”
“Annabelle, don’t you start with your shenanigans again,” Christopher warned her coldly.
Annabelle looked sideways at him, smiled, and pointed at his chest. She reminded him, “Who do you think is the reason why I’m
acting this way? Christopher, this is what you owe me. I’m having a hard time, so why do you deserve to be happy?”
While looking into the distance, Christopher’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice. He picked up a cigarette box and shook a cigarette
out of it. When he was about to light it, he suddenly looked at Annabelle and said, “I will pay you back for what I owe you.”
Annabelle took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a moment, and said, “I’m sorry. Chris, I’m tired. Send me home.”