Chapter 42 Chapter 42: A Fairy Tale Love Story
York’s face darkened at once when he heard Estelle’s words.
Everyone present had been in the business world for many years and was sophisticated.
Judging from the situation, they knew that there must be something fishy about York becoming the current CEO of the Hudson Group.
Estelle totally disregarded York’s feelings, and what she said was undoubtedly a slap on York’s face. The others couldn’t help but wonder what had happened between them.
York, who had been enjoying others’ compliments just now, felt humiliated and was inwardly furious. However, in such a situation, he could only contain his anger.
He continued to put on airs and said, “Estelle, let’s talk about our family affairs later, or others will laugh at us.”
Melody immediately echoed him, “Yes, Estelle. Let’s talk about it later. Where have you been these years? Your Uncle has been looking for you. We are all concerned about you.”
“Really?” Estelle snorted and said. “I’ve been living in Cristofer's house. Your daughter has a good relationship with Cristofer. Doesn’t she know it? She does. Besides, she knows I’m Cristofer's wife but still wants to be Cristofer's mistress and destroy my family.”
Her words caused an uproar in the crowd. The people present were all surprised when they knew that Estelle was Cristofer's wife.
Many years ago, it was said that the Hans family’s son and the Hudson family’s daughter would get married in the future. But later, the car accident happened, and everything changed. Cristofer's parents died, and the Hudson family pocketed the Hans Group. And after that, no one knew the whereabouts of the daughter of the Hudson family, Estelle. Everyone thought that Cristofer had broken up with Estelle. However, to their surprise, the two of them got married.
With a darkened face, York clenched the glass tightly and said through gritted teeth, “Estelle, are you going to make our family into a mess?”
“Uncle York, this is the Hudson’s House. Can’t I even talk freely in my own home? Whatever I do has nothing to do with outsiders,” Estelle said, stressing the word “outsider.”
York pulled a long face and asked, “You mean I’m an outsider?”
“Anyone who doesn’t have the same family name as I am an outsider to me.”
York stared at Estelle with his face flushed with rage.
York was a shallow and vain man. When he was poor, he always bragged to others about how expensive his car was and how rare the wine he collected was. But actually, he had nothing. Later, he always drove George’s car and took George’s wine out for dinner to show off to others. Six years ago, after he moved to the Hudson’s House, he redecorated it to show off his wealth.
Estelle knew York well, so she said those words on purpose to make him embarrassed. She wanted to avenge her father, mother, and Cristofer's parents.
“Uncle York, Mrs. Grantham moved out of my house within three days. Otherwise, I will call the police and sue you for trespassing,” She warned them.
Hearing that, Melody couldn’t pretend to be kind anymore. Just now, she was still greeting Estelle with a smile, but at this moment, her face was darkened.
“Estelle, what do you mean? It doesn’t matter that you are not satisfied with me. But how could you say such words to your Uncle?”
“My uncle?” Estelle smiled with irony and looked at York, asking, “Uncle York, do you still remember my mother is your sister?”
“Of course,” York nodded, completely sober this time.
“She was seriously ill. Why don’t you go to the hospital to visit her? Why do you still have the spirit to hold a birthday party for your wife?”
“I don’t know she’s ill,” York said.
“You don’t know she’s ill? She lives here with you, and you even see her daily.”
“Estelle!” York couldn’t stand it anymore, interrupting her and shouting angrily, “You’re being ridiculous. Where are the security guards? Get her out of this house!”
“Let me see who dares to do such a thing to me!” Estelle snapped.
The security guards looked at each other and dared not move forward.
Just as the situation was about to reach a deadlock, a soft female voice suddenly came from the corner.
“Miss Hudson, you said you were Cristofer's wife. Now Cristofer is here. How about you let him tell everyone about your relationship?” Gretchen said. Then she turned to look at Cristofer and said, “Cristofer, tell everyone if she is your wife.”
At this moment, someone suddenly said, “Whether she is Cristofer's wife or not, you have no right to interfere with their relationship.”
Hearing the voice, Estelle turned around and saw a familiar figure. “Rebecca?”
Rebecca walked up to her, wearing an elegant dress, and said, “The last time we met in the hospital, I was surprised when you borrowed money from me. Logically speaking, the Hudson family is so rich now, and it is impossible that you don’t have the money to pay your mother’s medical fees. So today, I finally asked why you had to borrow money. It turns out that the story of The Farmer and the Snake happened in your family!”
Gretchen didn’t expect that someone would suddenly appear and speak for Estelle. She frowned and asked, “Miss, may I ask who you are?”
“I’m Rebecca, a good friend of Estelle,” Rebecca said as she stepped forward and stood before Estelle to protect her.
“Miss Grantham, Estelle, and I have been classmates for over ten years. I know everything about her and Mr. Hans and witnessed their acquaintance and their love. And now, let me tell you, Estelle has been married to Cristofer. She is Cristofer's wife.”
Gretchen bit her lower lip and said, “Whether she is Cristofer's wife is not up to her.”
“Okay. Then let’s ask Cristofer to clarify his relationship with Estelle. He will tell you if Estelle is his wife,” Rebecca’s eyes flew towards Cristofer.
At this time, Estelle pulled Rebecca’s dress gently and whispered, “Rebecca, thank you for helping me. But now, the relationship between Cristofer and me is not like what it used to be. Don’t say anything more to offend Cristofer.”
“I know. I just felt indignant and couldn’t hold back my anger. The love story of Cristofer and you used to be a fairy tale in my heart. You should be living happily together like the prince and the princess. But this woman looks like nothing but a clown that suddenly appeared and destroyed your relationship. I hate that she ruins my fairy tale!”
Fairy tale? Estelle shook her head and gave a wry smile.
Before she married Cristofer, their story was indeed a fairy tale. But due to the car accident, their story was doomed to be a tragedy.
“Cristofer, say something. Tell everyone about your relationship with Estelle,” Rebecca urged him.