She Still Loved Him Crista left the tea house and walked alone, feeling a little uneasy. What should she do now? Was it really possible for them to be together again? Their relationship had ended in a bitter way, so now, she felt like she just could not go back to being the same way as she was before. Suddenly, a car came to a screeching halt in front of her. Turning around, Crista saw that it was Lewis, with a beautiful woman in the passenger seat. She looked rather pale and her eyes were wet with tears. It was obvious that she had been crying. Lewis got out of the car, walked up to Crista, and asked, "Where have you been? Why didn't you come to me?” He had been looking for her, so after meeting her on the street, he wondered how she was doing. Why hadn't she gone to him? Did she still hate him? Maybe, she did. It would only be strange if she did not hate him after everything that he had done to her.

Do You Want To Go To My Place Lewis trailed the taxi Crista took. When the cab stopped in front of the towering building of Ding Group, he let out a small, unhinged laugh. So she still came to see William! Lewis felt like a clown for foolishly persisting. It appeared his efforts were all for naught. He did not spare Crista another look and pulled away, his hatred toward William achieving greater heights than before. Crista paid the fare and got out of the cab. She winced as her already blistered feet scraped the sides of her shoes. With enormous effort, she limped forward and extended her hand to grab the nearby wall for support. She was so exhausted that she had no strength to take another step. William and his secretary were on their way down with a stack of documents in tow. He was mentally running over the finer details of his business meeting when he spotted the all too familiar figure hunkered down the foyer. He

A Hug After dinner, Crista sat on the bed, flipping through a magazine. William was sitting on the sofa with a laptop, typing something. Crista thought that he should not be with her if he was so busy. If he continued to stay with her, then she would feel indebted to him, but she knew that she was responsible because she had brought it upon herself. However, she couldn’t help but shiver when she thought of what Lewis had done to her. William was busy dealing with the e-mails, so he didn't pay her any attention. He thought that she would have fallen asleep, but when he looked at her, he saw that she was staring out of the window in a daze. It was obvious that Lewis' actions earlier that day had left a scar on her mind. He wanted to ignore her and continue with his work, but when he saw her again, his heart was filled with an uneasy feeling. Crista sensed his shadow above her, lifted her head, and asked, "Are you done?"

The Missed Calls Lewis had never loved Chery, nor had he cared about their unborn baby. She should not have gotten pregnant in the first place! That incident was the catalyst that drove a splitting, irreparable wedge between him and Crista. Crista had made it clear that she did not want to become a burden in his life. Not even her bad health could sway her into seeking relief from him during the two years they lived in Italy. She had remained steadfast with her convictions of leaving him and giving him freedom. If he told her he wanted another woman, she would leave him without hesitation. There was no relationship between them, and whatever remaining connection there existed, fragile as it was, could shatter with just one word from him. "Don't you have anything to say? This woman only wants your money! Do you think she loves you? Or were you thinking that a woman with a similar name can replace Crista? When did you b

Shopping Carla thought that it was good for her to leave now. She should have left before, but she had been too confident about her relationship with William. She thought that if she gave him enough love and care, she would someday be able to replace Crista. However, William was never hers. Crista could tell that Carla still loved William, but she couldn't do or say anything to comfort her. She was a woman, who was selfish when it came to the man she loved, just like everyone else. She didn't want to share him with anyone else. That evening, Martin drove Crista back to her apartment. But neither of them spoke on their way. Looking at the view outside, Crista realized that maybe what she needed the most was already deep within her heart. She missed William so much. When the traffic light turned red, Martin stopped the car and turned to look at Crista. "Carla will leave to America. Will you go back to the villa