With my face in his palms, Christopher gave me a kiss on the lips. “Okay, I’d like to have a child. Do you want it to be a boy or a girl?”
I let out a faint smile and replied, “I’m fine with either honestly. As long as it’s our child, I’ll love him or her with all my heart. I’ll be sure to put them under my aegis and take good care of them.”
Having experienced a tough childhood myself, I didn’t want my child to go through that same experience.
Christopher caressed my face before uttering, “Who do you think our child will resemble more? Me or you?”
Before I could say anything, he continued, “I think our child will be better off inheriting my genes. If our child does end up taking after me, he or she will be astonishingly intelligent as well as good-looking. Let’s just hope our child doesn’t end up resembling the mother too much, for its own sake.”
Peeved, I latched onto Christopher and bit him on the shoulder.
The next morning, Christopher received a call from Julia again. She invited him to a café and told him that she had urgent matters to discuss with him. Yeah, right! She’s been using the same excuse for how many times now? Honestly, I’ve lost count.
She is really obstinate on breaking us up huh?
“Mrs. Lane seems really excited. This is probably the tenth time she’s doing this. So what do you want me to do today? Do I pretend to be pregnant again? You know we can’t keep doing this right? The media is gonna catch wind on this eventually.”
Christopher glanced at me while rubbing his forehead. “No, you should just come with me,” he uttered with a serious look.
What? He wants me to confront his date directly? I put on a cunning smile and nodded.
When the afternoon came, I headed to the café on my own since Christopher was still occupied with his work. He was going to go straight to the café from his office as soon as he finished work. After getting off the car, I realized that I had arrived at the café a tad too early. So, I decided to wander around the area for a bit.
As I was strolling around, I noticed a person pouring a bucket of paint onto one of the billboards by the road. He then proceeded to draw circles on the face of the person featured in the billboard before leaving.
I was stupefied in place after seeing what he did. A while later, several workers in helmets rushed over to the billboard and started replacing it with a new one. A passerby stopped beside them and threw a few kicks at the new billboard.
“Who gave you guys permission to replace the billboard? The billboard advertisement that you’ve just taken down belongs to Crystal!” The passerby was a woman who was wearing a trench coat and a mask.
“That abhorrent woman is not fit to be an idol. She should be detested.”
“Yeah! Who knows what she’s done with the money from the charity auction? What a greedy wench! I’m glad I took down her billboard. This is what she deserves,” another worker added.
“Beat it! That billboard is private property. You don’t have the right to take it down. Leave now or I’ll call the cops.” The woman in the coat tried to stop the man who was removing the second billboard.
“Who exactly are you supposed to be? Why are you standing up for a woman like Crystal?” One of the workers gave the woman a shove which ended up revealing her face.
“Ah! It’s Crystal!”
