Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 238

It was already deep into the night.

In the living room of the villa in the Yoreast Hills Garden, Wilson was reading a newspaper. The servants had left after cleaning up the house.

Yvonne poured a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table. Her champagne- colored pajamas made her look very elegant as she sat down beside him. "It's getting late. Go to bed early as you are also tired today."

Wilson, however, raised his wrist to look at his watch and said, "It's getting late indeed. You should go to sleep. I have something to do. I'll sleep in the study tonight so as not to disturb you."

Upon hearing this, Yvonne's face was stiff. "Are you blaming me for not telling you that Mom was also going to Hansen's school today?"

"There's no need to bring up whafs past."

Wilson's voice was very cold. It was obvious that he was very concerned about this matter.

Wasn't this for your own good? You and Mom haven't seen each other for so many years, and you haven't contacted each other. Furthermore, you also avoid the Godfrey Group whenever you're at work. As mother and son, why are you doing this?"

"Are you really doing this for me?" Wilson put down the newspaper； and his eyes were cold. "You are doing this for yourself, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, her expression soured tremendously. "What did you say?"

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? Yvonne, when I left the Godfrey family, I told you that I would never go back. You shouldn't be second-guessing your decision to follow me. I will take care

of our family, but don't even think about the Godfreys."

As soon as he finished his words, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly fell below freezing.

Then, Yvonne gazed at him for a long time and her shoulders trembled slightly. "Wilson, is that what you think of me? Twenty years have passed, but do you still think that I am thinking about your identity as the heir of the Godfrey family?"

"Ifd be best if you aren't."

His words were short and concise, but it felt as if an icicle had pierced into her heart.

Yvonne was so angry that she could hardly breathe. She thought of how Wilson had always been like this when the Godfrey family was mentioned, and he'd always been on guard against her. In short, he had never really trusted her and she was extremely disappointed by the revelation.

"Wilson, do you even have a conscience? I have done nothing all these years. Even as your ex-wife swaggered around outside with the name of Mrs. Godfrey, I have always taken it silently. Haven't I endured enough?"

He was speechless.

"It doesn't matter what anybody else says, but how could you do this to me? Don't you even have the slightest shred of respect towards me?"

"Why are you making a fuss again?" Wilson frowned and said, "The children are asleep."

"So, you're thinking about the children now? Have you ever had Loraine and Hansen in your heart?"

"They're my children, so of course I have."

"Okay, if so, then you will accompany me and our children to the Thanksgiving reunion dinner tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Wilson's face suddenly fell. He threw the newspaper directly onto the coffee table. "Haven't I told you? Find an excuse to refuse the banquet tomorrow. No one is allowed to go."

"Why?" Yvonne raised her voice suddenly, and she was nearly shouting.

She didn't understand it at all. After the school's Thanksgiving Festival celebration, Helen had personally invited her and the children to attend the banquet.

It was obvious that Helen had finally acknowledged her children and her status, but her husband stopped her. Why? Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Unfortunately, Wilson did not intend to explain at all. He got up and went straight upstairs. "I said, you are not allowed to go. Yvonne, you have done too much these days."

With a "bang", the door of the second floor's study was slammed shut, and the room fell into complete silence.

Yvonne sat on the sofa and clenched her fists. Her eyes were bloodshot and full of unwillingness.

In twenty years, she had neither fought nor wanted anything, but now, she just wanted a title. Not only for herself, but also for her two children to be proud of in the future. What had she done wrong?

The Thanksgiving Festival celebration the next day meant that the entire hospital was off.

Everleigh was pulled out of the bed by Christopher early in the morning.

"Wash up, put on your makeup, and change. We're going out."

Seeing that he had taken out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and threw them on the bed, Everleigh sat down on the sofa feebly. "I don't want to go out. I'm not going to work today."

After seeing that person at school the previous day, she had nightmares all night. She didn't sleep well at all, so she didn't have any energy to leave the house.

However, Christopher pretended not to hear her. He took another coat out of the wardrobe and said to himself, "Let's take this one. It's windy today, so put on a coat."

She looked at him with the pillow in her arms. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Taking you out for a walk. I'll make it up to you for your birthday."

"I don't want to celebrate my birthday."

"You don't, but I do," he said, pulling her up from the sofa. "It's your 30th birthday, so you must celebrate it. If you don't change, I'll do it for you myself."

Hearing this, Everleigh immediately covered her chest and said, "Are you a pervert?"

"If you make me angry, 111 do something even more perverted. You should hurry up and change your clothes. Ill wait for you downstairs."

After saying this, he left the room.

Looking at the whole set of clothes arranged on the bed, Everleigh sighed helplessly, but she was very moved in her heart.

Thanks to his personality, he would always take her to do some things when she was in low spirits. In fact, no matter what terrible things a person encountered, as long as they were busy, they would not think about it anymore.

Christopher was using his car that day, and they drove on the highway of Ocpeace City for a long time.

Because Everleigh didn't sleep well, she fell asleep not long after she got in the car. When she woke up again, she looked out of the window and saw the endless mountains. There was a winding road in front of them. Everleigh was shocked and she asked, "Where are you taking me?"

In the driver's seat, Christopher was holding onto the steering wheel with his steady hands. Nevertheless, he still looked nonchalant and said, "I'm abducting you and dumping you in the mountains, are you afraid?"

"Tch." Everleigh rolled her eyes at him. "If you had the guts, you would have been rich long ago instead of being the poor son of a rich family."

What she said was definitely not nonsense. In the seven years abroad, she had never seen a child of a rich family who was poorer than Christopher. His monthly salary was not enough to spend, and he relied on his parents' money. What was worse was that his parents were really stingy with him. At the end of each month, Everleigh would see Christopher calling his family to ask for money.

However, he did not feel ashamed at all. "Compared with you, you're not any better off than me."

Everleigh said, "Who said anything about comparing? I don't ask for money from my family."

After some bickering, she was suddenly in a good mood. Suddenly, she remembered to ask where they were going. "Even if you're kidnapping me, I can't run away now. Where are you going to take me?"

"You'll know when you get there. That's my secret base."

Hearing this, Everleigh couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth mirthfully. "Why do I think that it's not a good place?"