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hapter 64 Hope, are you so fond of him? 

Upon hearing this sentence, I was stunned. 

Are they fighting because of me? 

Cecil’s eyes suddenly dimmed, as if thinking of something. He has been a bit distracted, but Christopher took advantage of the situation and fought back! 

With a cold expression, he pressed Cecil against the wall, a storm brewing in his eyes. “Cecil, only a fool like her would think you’re a good person!” 

“What about you? Who do you think you are?” Cecil retorted. 

Cecil raised his head. His eyes flickered, and he chuckled. “Can you be worthy of her? She suffered a miscarriage too.” 

I shuddered, and when Christopher’s next fist came down, I rushed over and stood in front of Cecil. 

“Cecil! Stop it!” 

Christopher’s fist grazed my cheek, hitting directly against the wall. His expression was suddenly icy! 

His pupils narrowed, fil 

Is destructive anger, mocking, “Hope, are you so fond of him?” 

I instinctively wanted to explain, but then I thought, why should I explain? 

He never explained his actions to me. He would drop everything and come running whenever Evelyn called, always unconditionally siding with her. 

Compared to what he did, where did I stand? 

I met his gaze firmly, no longer bothering to deny, “Just learning from you.” 

Cecil turned to look at me, the hostility fading, furrowing his brow, and asked gently, “Why are you here at the hospital? Do you… 

He paused, perhaps realizing I didn’t want Christopher to know, and changed his wording. “Are you feeling unwell?” 

“Cecil, I’m fine. I’m here to see Beata.” 

I felt warm in my heart, and I was even more disappointed in Christopher compared with Cecil. 

Friends would always be concerned about my well–being. 

But he simply didn’t car 

Seeing the tension between me and Christopher, Evelyn added fuel to the fire, softly saying, “It seems the rumors on the company forum are true. Your relationship with Cecil has deepened.” 

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Evelyn was eager to solidify the relationship between me and Cecil. 

Just because I didn’t want to explain it didn’t mean I would allow Evelyn to say whatever she pleased. “Evelyn, you better establish your facts. Whose child did you just miscarry? I don’t share your despicable behavior of disposing of 

afterwards.” someone else’s baby and then allowing someone else’s husband to care for you 

Heartbreaking. Slander. Insult. 

Who wouldn’t? 

Seeing Evelyn’s sudden change in expression, I found that occasionally engaging in such low–level behavior was quite satisfying. 

Moreover, I didn’t fabricate things out of thin air, unlike her. Everything I said was the truth. 

The medical staff outside had not dispersed yet, and their looks towards Evelyn suddenly became full of meaning. 

Evelyn suddenly clutched her lower abdomen and sank into the couch, pitifully holding Christopher’s hand. “I feel so 

unwell.” 

She’s using this tactic again. 

I had no interest in staying here to watch their melodrama. After Christopher handed her a cup of hot water, I got straight to the point. “I want a VIP room. Please arrange it for me.” 

I had originally planned to go to the nurse’s station and request it as Mrs. Valence. 

But with Christopher here, it was just a matter of his word, which was much easier than me trying to prove my 

identity. 

Christopher straightened up, looking down at me with a cold smile on his face. “Hope, is this your attitude when asking for help?” 

I stared at him in disbelief, my heart hurting. 

I knew he was ruthless, but I never thought he would 

use it on m 

1. mc. 

I felt a surge in my nose as I turned my head slightly to forcefully hold back the tears. Thinking about Beata’s situation, I tried my best to endure, eventually succumbing, each word tinged with bitterness. 

*Mr. Valence, my family is ill and needs a VIP ward. Can you help arrange it?” 

His expression instantly froze. His fingers were trembling slightly, and his voice was hoarse. “What do you call me?” 

I clenched my hands. “Mr. Valence, is that okay?” 

This title seemed to irritate him. His jawline tensed, then he uttered three words frostily, “It’s not okay.” 

“Hope!” Evelyn sipped her hot water in small sips, innocently explaining, “Sorry, Messlushi Hospital only has three VIP rooms. My mom occupies one all year, and now that I need to recuperate, Christopher’s not at ease with me in another 

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ward, insisting I stay here. There’s one more ward. A friend asked me to arrange it for her today. She Il be moving in 

tomorrow 

“Don’t be angry. If you asked a little earlier, it would have been yours for sure. 

“After all, you’re Mrs. Valence, so these resources should prioritize you.” 

It was as if she was reminding me. 

Hope, even if you’re Mrs. Valence, it doesn’t mean you have any say. 

Before I could respond, she gently tugged at Christopher’s sleeve and said, “Or, I’ll move out first. It’s just a miscarriage. If I don’t take care of it properly, it’s not a big deal. Hope’s situation is more important.” 

“You’re right.” Christopher believed that I had already shown heartlessness and might continue to do so until the end. Beata has stomach cancer. It could be life–threatening. This matter is much more urgent than your situation.” 

Unprepared that I would not fall for her ruse, all she could do was shed tears, stand up to pack her belongings, and sob, “I’m leaving immediately!” 

“Hope!” Of course, Christopher felt sorry for her with a stern face. “You’re being so aggressive now, not even trying to 

hide it.” 

I sniffed, “What, have you finally seen through me?” 

It was the first time I had heard that a hospital stay was necessary after a miscarriage, and what a grand one at that, surrounded by medical staff! If others didn’t know, they’d think it was a serious condition! 

Giving Evelyn a room made me appear pushy in his eye 

With only three VIP rooms in total, all taken by Evelyn, why didn’t he accuse her of being selfish? 

Christopher frowned, looking at Evelyn. “What disease does your friend have? Let her stay in a regular ward first.” 

“Christopher!” Evelyn’s tears suddenly fell, and she spoke indignantly, “I’ve already promised her. If you do this, won’t it make me look wishy–washy? People will laugh at me, saying I can’t even manage one ward!” 

I watched Christopher curiously, only to see him stare at me, his voice cold and ruthless. 

“Wait a bit longer. Her friend will only stay for a few days. After a few days, you can have Beata move in.” 

“I can’t wait.” 

Facing a choice between me and Evelyn, he made his decision without any hesitation, as always. 

Actually, Beata didn’t have to move in immediately, but Christopher’s unwavering attitude and Evelyn’s bragging made me not want to go along with their plans