Chapter 178 Chapter 178: Get Out
Estelle shook her head and said with a smile, “No, I’m a jewelry designer. I know this because... prolonged illness makes a patient a doctor.”
The nurse then comforted her, “Don’t worry. The operation was a success. Your grandfather will be fine after resting for several days.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
The nurse gave Estelle some cotton swabs and then said to Gary with a smile, “You are so lucky to have such a considerate granddaughter.”
Hearing this compliment, Gary smiled and gazed lovingly at Estelle.
“I’m not his granddaughter,” Estelle explained.
“You are not his granddaughter?” The nurse was stunned and asked, “Then what’s your relationship with him?”
“So far, I’m still his granddaughter-in-law.”
The nurse didn’t understand what she meant. “So far?”
“Yes, I’m going to divorce his grandson.”
The nurse then didn’t ask more because she didn’t want to interfere with the patient’s family affairs.
Before leaving, she comforted Estelle smilingly, “Miss, everything in life is fated, and everything happens for the best.”
“I see. Thank you,” Estelle nodded and smiled.
When the nurse went out of the ward pushing the medical trolley, Cristofer happened to come back.
He made way for the nurse like a gentleman and let her go first before he came into the ward.
As soon as Gary saw Cristofer, the smile on his face froze. “You... You get out.”
“Grandpa, I’ll stay here and take care of you with Estelle,” Cristofer said gently.
“Go away!” Gary said angrily, “I don’t need you to take care of me! I don’t want to see you!”
However, Cristofer didn’t leave. Instead, he stood aside and leaned against the wall silently.
Seeing this, Estelle said softly, “Grandpa, Cristofer has come back, and he will take care of you. I’ve got to go now. The kids are still waiting for me. I’m worried about them.”
“Estelle.” Gary pulled the corner of her clothes and said weakly. “The children...”
Knowing what he wanted to say, Estelle said, “Grandpa, if you miss Yohan and Yvonne, call me at any time, and I will bring them to see you.”
“Okay. Okay.”
“But I still have to divorce Cristofer.” Estelle sighed and tried to explain to Gary euphemistically, “Grandpa, I know you don’t want us to get divorced. But Cristofer and I don’t love each other anymore. It’s unnecessary for us to maintain such a meaningless marriage. He has a new fiancee now and will get married soon. And I will also start a new life.”
Hearing Estelle’s words, Gary asked with his eyes wet with tears, “Estelle, can’t you give him another chance?”
He was so sincere and earnest that Estelle didn’t have the heart to refuse him. However, she had made up her mind to break up with Cristofer, so she said, “Grandpa, no matter what happened between me and Cristofer, you are the great-grandfather of Yohan and Yvonne. I’ll take them to see you often.”
Gary, who understood what she meant, sighed and nodded. “All right.”
“Grandpa, I have to go now,” Estelle bid her farewell.
Gary hastily urged his grandson, “Cristofer, drive... drive her back.”
Estelle hurriedly shook her head, “Grandpa, I’ll take a taxi back home. Just let Cristofer stay here and take care of you.”
At this moment, Cristofer, who had been silent, straightened up and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll ask someone to take care of Grandpa. Let me drive you back to the Hans’ Residence. I happen to have something to discuss with you.”
“But I don’t want to talk with you,” Estelle answered.
Hearing her response, Cristofer smiled bitterly and said, “Our divorce agreement didn’t mention who will get custody of our children. We need to discuss it.”
Without saying anything, Estelle turned around and walked out of the ward with a frown.
Seeing Estelle’s reaction, Gary said at once, “Why are you still standing there? She has agreed to let you drive her back. Go catch up with her.”
Cristofer nodded with a smile and tucked Gary in. Then he said, “Grandpa, I’ll get Estelle back.”
“Hurry up!” Gary said anxiously.
When Estelle walked to the gate of the hospital, she saw Cristofer's Porsche parked in the most conspicuous place.
He was born into a rich family and liked cars very much. There were more than twenty cars in the underground garage of his villa, and many of them were of brands that she was unfamiliar with.
But Cristofer's favorite car seemed to be this pure black Porsche. The original license plate number of it was 0826, her birthday.
But after the car accident happened six years ago, the license plate number was changed to 0000.
Estelle didn’t know why Cristofer chose such a license plate number.
‘Does it mean that he wants to erase the memory about me from his mind?’ She wondered.
“What are you thinking about?” A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
The moment Estelle heard the voice, she thought it was Mr. Mysterious who was speaking, and she was surprised. Then she turned around at once, only to find the one who was talking to her was Cristofer.
At the thought that it was daytime and Mr. Mysterious wouldn’t appear in such a public place as the hospital, she thought to herself, ‘What’s wrong with you, Estelle? You can’t even tell Cristofer's voice from Mr. Mysterious’?’
Taking a deep breath, she got straight to the point, “I’ll give up all the community property as long as I can get custody of the children.”
“Get in the car first. Let’s talk about it on the way,” Cristofer said gently.
“Mr. Hans, I don’t dare to get into your car,” Estelle said, standing still.
Remembering what had happened after he forced her to get into his car at the gate of the seafood restaurant before, she had a lingering fear.
Cristofer, who also remembered that event, felt embarrassed, and the smile on his lips froze.
Then he said in a gentler voice, “Sorry. That sort of thing will never happen again. I won’t force you to do what you don’t want anymore.”
Estelle was speechless.
“Let’s go. The children are waiting for you,” Cristofer motioned for her to get into his car.
Thinking about the children, Estelle didn’t hesitate any more and got into the car.
She was worried about the children and wanted to see them as soon as possible.
Since Cristofer's Porsche was a two-seat sports car, she had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat.
After closing the car door, Cristofer leaned toward her and reached out his hand.
Seeing this, Estelle immediately put on a defensive posture with her arms in front of her chest and snapped warily, “What do you want to do?”
“I...” Cristofer's hand froze.