LOGINAt the same time, Estelle pinched her pink nipple with one hand and spread her soaking wet pussy with the other hand.
Seeing that, Cristofer could not hold it any longer. He quickly placed his dick on her pussy, trying to push inside. As his dick was hard and huge and her pussy was tight, it took longer than he thought to go all the way inside.
“Ah...” Estelle let out a joyful moan.
She could feel that his cock was completely inside her, reaching her cervix. It went so deep that she couldn’t help but tremble a bit and even contract the muscles of her vagina a few times.
With one hand rubbing and squeezing her boobs and the other caressing her long and beautiful legs, Cristofer thrust in and out of Estelle like crazy. Panting, he stared at Estelle, who was bouncing and moaning under him with her face slightly blushing.
Cristofer could never get tired of Estelle’s pretty face and her slim yet curvy body. At that moment, she frowned slightly, biting her rosy lips with her eyes half shut. Her soft and perfectly-shaped tits kept moving up and down, in sync with the shaking bed.
Then he leaned forward and began licking and sucking Estelle’s hardened nipples. Generally, nipples were tasteless. Somehow, Cristofer tasted roses mixed with milk on her nipples, which drove him even more excited. And he started gently biting her tits. Moreover, he sped up his thrusting, forcing Estelle to move up and down more violently.
“Oh... GOD! Harder!” Estelle groaned and kept touching and massaging her clits.
Cristofer’s hard cock had already brought her tremendous pleasure. And his licking and sucking her boobs brought even more extreme pleasure to her, which nearly drove her out of her mind.
Being wrapped in her wet and tight pussy that contracted from time to time, Cristofer could no longer hold it back. With a long moan, he twitched and came inside Estelle before collapsing on her.
But he quickly got up and put on his clothes right after that, acting like he was a husband who was in a hurry to return to his wife after having fun with his mistress.
Estelle was still immersed in the joy and excitement that Cristofer brought to her a while ago. And she immediately raised her legs, pointing them at the ceiling, not wanting to waste a single drop of Cristofer’s sperm inside her vagina.
Hang in there, Yohan. Mommy will be pregnant soon. Mommy is going to save you with the umbilical cord blood produced by your future brother or sister.
Then Cristofer’s magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, “Sign the divorce paper now!”
Estelle laid down her legs, sat up, and asked, “Did you drink?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Drinking is bad for your stomach.”
“I need to drink so that I won’t feel disgusted when having sex with you.”
Blood rushed up to Estelle’s throat and flowed down to a corner of her mouth. She frowned and wiped it with the sheet, feeling bitterly cold inside.
But her tone was still calm and gentle. “You got back fast. No traffic jam?”
Cristofer got dressed and lit a cigarette. Sitting in the shadow, he said indifferently, “Divorce with you deserves a fast drive.”
“You couldn’t wait to divorce me?” Her voice sounded weak.
She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again.
“You know that, don’t you?” Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.
“I’ve done what you said. Let’s get divorced tomorrow morning.”
“Not so fast, Cristofer. I won’t sign the paper unless you spend the whole night with me.”
Cristofer stubbed out his cigarette and growled. “Sign it NOW! Gretchen and I have already waited for too long for you to sign it. And I don’t want to waste my time with a shameless woman like you!”
Hearing that, Estelle’s heart sank. She was so heartbroken and painful that she felt like a dull knife was penetrating her heart. Still, she couldn’t help thinking of her good old days with Cristofer.
Since when did I fall in love with Cristofer?
Estelle tried to recall but failed to find the exact time.
She grew up with Cristofer because their families had been friends for generations. They were like peas and carrots, and everyone waited for them to get married and consolidate the friendship between the two families.
When they were younger, Cristofer was more than gentle with her. Since she had low blood sugar, he always carried her favorite star-shaped candies with him so that she could have one when feeling uncomfortable.
At school, Cristofer intercepted all the love letters she was going to receive and jealously told her that those boys were no good compared with him. Then, a few months before her birthday, he would start making a large glass bottle of paper stars as her gift.
By then, she was “spoiled” and pretended to be difficult by saying, “They’re fake. I want real stars.”
But he always petted her nose lovingly instead of getting mad at her unreasonable request, “Then I’ll pick them for you.”
“I’m just kidding. How could you reach the stars?”
“I will if you want.”
“You’re bluffing.”
“I promise I’ll pick them for you when you marry me.”
Back to the present, Estelle wondered if it was because she was dying that she would be so nostalgic for the good old days.
Stroking the blood on the sheet, she found that fate was a total irony. She thought God seemed so envious of her fairy-like life that he destroyed everything she had.
It took only five years to turn Cristofer’s profound love towards Estelle into downright hatred.
Five years ago, Cristofer’s parents and Estelle’s father were killed in a car crash on their wedding day. To everyone’s surprise, the culprit was Estelle’s father.
Later, her mother and uncle acquired all the Hans’ possessions overnight. In this rough and cruel way, the two influential families in Hadale City were merged, and her uncle became the actual owner of all assets.
The result was unexpected. In everyone’s eyes, it was like a long-standing conspiracy that eventually unfolded that day and culminated in the Hudsons’ outright triumph.
It was not until then that Estelle suddenly realized that the man in front of her was Cristofer, not Mr. Mysterious.Feeling awkward, she said, “I guessed it.”“Was Mr. Mysterious’ arm also injured before?” Cristofer saw through her and asked, “Did he get injured in his left arm or right arm?”“Left arm.”“What a coincidence. I was also injured in the left arm,” Cristofer said, “How did he get injured?”“He didn’t tell me,” Estelle shook her head and answered.“Hmm.”“What about you? How did you injure your arm?” Estelle asked.“I had a car accident before,” Cristofer said, “After you went abroad, I had a serious car accident, and my arm was injured.”Estelle nodded, thinking, ‘It sounds that your injury is not as serious as that of Mr. Mysterious.’She had secretly checked Mr. Mysterious’ arm once. His forearm had been deformed, and it seemed that it had been hit by something hard.But until now, she still didn’t know what exactly happened to Mr. Mysterious’ arm that it looked so hor
Only then did Estelle realize she had hastily left without returning the cardigan to Cristofer.“Yes,” she answered.“Where is he now?” Aurora asked.“He drove me to the gate of the hotel. Now, he may have been back home.”Ding-dong! Ding-dong!Suddenly, the doorbell rang.Then Yvonne shouted excitedly, “It’s Mom! Mom is back!”In the living room, the two children rushed to open the door.“Dad!” Yohan said in surprise when he saw Cristofer, “Dad, I miss you so much!”When Yvonne saw Cristofer, she hugged his legs and cried, “Dad, where is Mom? Why didn’t Mom come back with you? Did you fail to save her?”Cristofer, who also got wet all over, wanted to pick her up and soothe her, but he was afraid that the rainwater would stain her beautiful dress, so he just gently touched her cute face and said, “Don’t cry. I saved your Mom.”Hearing this, Yvonne looked around, murmuring, “Mom... Mom is not here...”Listening to Yvonne’s anxious voice, Estelle couldn’t sit still any longer. She opene
After saying that, Cristofer pressed the cardigan into Estelle’s arms, put his hand back on the steering wheel, and focused on driving.Holding the cardigan in her arms, Estelle sighed and said, “You... I heard from Eva that you work very hard and often work through the night for consecutive days. This is not good for your health. Besides, you’re already wealthy. Don’t make yourself a working machine.”“Star, are you worried about me?” Cristofer asked.“I...” Estelle frowned and said, “No matter what, I hope you can live well. After all, you’re Yohan and Yvonne’s father. Well, don’t get me wrong. I’ve already gotten over you, Cristofer. Our relationship ended three years ago.”“I see,” Cristofer nodded and said, looking ahead and focusing on driving.“I will try my best to cooperate with you and act in front of Grandpa Gary. I also hope that he can spend his remaining years in comfort.”“Okay.”“By the way... Did you really break up with Miss Wilson?” Estelle asked.Hearing this, Cris
Estelle felt a bit embarrassed as she looked at the jacket in his hand. “But...”“I’ve just wrung it out. You can use it to shield yourself from the wind. The temperature in the suburbs is lower than in the city. I’d feel responsible if you caught a cold.”Estelle shook her head and declined his offer. “No, thank you.”“Do you dislike me?” Tim inquired.“No, it’s just that... it doesn’t feel right for me to wear it,” Estelle replied.She was aware of Tim’s feelings for her, but she didn’t share those romantic sentiments and didn’t want any romantic involvement with him. Worried that accepting his jacket might give him the wrong impression, she decided to decline.Upon hearing her response, Tim sneered and remarked, “Are you worried that Mr. Mysterious would be displeased if he found out in heaven?”Estelle remained silent.“Come on, don’t be so old-fashioned. Do you plan to stay single forever? Don’t you want to get married again someday?” Tim prodded.“No, I won’t,” Estelle asserted,
In the garage, Cristofer started the car and drove away quickly.“Did he actually jump off the building?” he asked.“Yes,” Aurora said, “Estelle was taken to the police station and hasn’t come back. I called her but couldn’t reach her. Cristofer, I have to take care of the two children, and it’s inconvenient for me to go out now. Could you please go to the police station to see if Estelle is all right? She is afraid of thunder the most...”“Okay. I’m on my way there. Don’t worry, Auntie Aurora. If she is in the police station, she should be safe and sound. I’ll pick her up now,” Cristofer assured her.“Thank you, Cristofer. Estelle is terribly frightened of thunder. I’m really concerned about her,” Aurora expressed anxiously.“I’m aware. She’s had that fear since childhood,” Cristofer responded.“It’s not the same,” Aurora replied in a tearful tone. “In the past, when it thundered, she wouldn’t be afraid as long as someone was there with her. But in the last three years, whenever ther
“You don’t even know her name. Then why are you so sad?”Estelle slowly lifted her head, her long hair soaked by the rain, with a few strands clinging to her face.“Mr. Roberts, please promise to keep today’s events a secret for me, okay?”“Are you feeling cold?” Tim ignored her request and asked about her well-being.“Promise me.”“Are you feeling cold?”“... Yes.”Staring at her, Tim assured, “You can trust me. I’m not one to gossip. I’ll keep your secret safe. There’s a little store just over there. I’ll go get some hot drinks. Stay here and wait for me, okay?”Estelle, now composed, nodded slightly in agreement.After glancing at her with concern, Tim hurried out into the rain.Tim purchased some snacks and gave the shopkeeper extra money, requesting the bottle be filled with hot water.Exiting the store, he spotted Estelle standing beneath a nearby rain shelter, her back turned to him. Estelle had removed her wet suit jacket, and her white shirt clung to her slender frame. It wa







