Chapter 83
Oneida bit on her lower lip rather fiercely.
Still, she felt no pain.
She had never thought that her childhood obsession, the one she had cherished and remembered in her mind all this while, turned out to be a huge, complete, and absurd mistake.
She wondered who that boy was, where he was currently, and whether she could still find him or not.
Christopher looked at the girl in front of him and saw the confusion and sadness on her face. For some reason, his heart seemed to ache along with hers.
“You…” He had just spoken one word when a pure black Rolls–Royce rushed toward them exactly at this moment.
Christopher was taken aback, and he hurriedly loosened his grip on Oneida’s wrist. This effectively separated them who had been holding hands just moments before.
Meanwhile, that black Rolls–Royce also parked next to them.
Christopher silently looked at the Rolls–Royce in front of him.
The car certainly seemed to have rushed toward them uncontrollably, but it also did not look like it wanted to hit them.
It was more like the car wanted to force him and Oneida apart.
It raised the question as to what exactly was the owner of the car’s intention.
Oneida brought herself out of her reverie and suddenly remembered that Jackson was still waiting for her when she saw the black Rolls–Royce.
“Christopher…” Jennifer also came out of the manor at this moment.
She could not help but frown when she saw Oneida and Christopher standing at the entrance with different expressions on their faces.
Women always had a sharp intuition, and they were often correct.
Jennifer’s intuition told her that there might be something going on between Christopher and Oneida.
A sense of crisis inexplicably rose in Jennifer’s mind.
Jennifer’s expression darkened, and she immediately trotted to Christopher before grabbing his arm.
She smiled affectionately and gently while saying, “Christopher, have you been waiting for a long time?”
Jennifer plastered herself very closely to Christopher as if staking her claim on him.
Christopher was not in the mood to cater to Jennifer. Instead, he subconsciously directed his gaze to take a glance at Oneida.
However, Oneida was not looking at them at all. She lowered her gaze before walking toward the Rolls–Royce with a bland expression. She then opened the door and got in the car.
She saw Jackson just by taking a glance inside.
The man was sitting elegantly with his back straight, but his expression was extremely cold.
