All Chapters of IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

FIVE MONTHS LATER "I'll see you guys tomorrow," Cristina said, tucking her hair behind her ear."You shouldn't come so early; you need sleep. You work too much," Fiona, her coworker, said."I agree with Fiona; you need to slow down," Jane added.Cristina smiled, grateful for their concern. She was determined to keep her restaurant job this time, unlike before. The support from her colleagues meant a lot, especially after everything that happened months ago."Thanks, guys, for caring so much, but I have to come in early. You know why," Cristina said."We know, Cristina, but look at you now. Since you started working here, you've lost weight. It's because of working too much," Jane said, Fiona nodding in agreement."I'm fine, really, guys. Don't worry about me," Cristina insisted, maintaining her smile."I have to go before I'm late for my dog walk," she said, bidding them goodbye."Them goodbye," Cristina said, waving."She's so young for all of this," Fiona said, picking up her handb

*In the morning, Cristina woke up and called her boss, requesting a day off since she wasn't feeling well. With all the emotional turmoil she'd endured, she had ended up sleeping at the hospital, and now Jaxon was taking her home. She was relieved her parents weren't home; she didn't have the energy for them. All she wanted was to sit down and process this new identity she'd discovered.She wondered if her current parents knew anything about her not being their biological daughter. "But if they did, they should have told me already," she thought, gazing out the window.Jaxon's driver was behind the wheel, with Jaxon seated beside her in the back."Are you okay, Princess?" Jaxon asked, concern etched on his face.Cristina nodded, feeling surprisingly comfortable around him. It puzzled her; she'd just met him yesterday, and yet she felt at ease. She noticed he liked calling her "Princess," which made her wonder if he'd used that nickname before .."I know all this is too much for you to

"God, what have I done?" Fatima exclaimed, trembling as she gazed at Cristina's unconscious form. She stumbled backward, dropping the vase, then scrambled to Cristina's side and grasped her neck.Tears streamed down Fatima's face. "Oh God, I'm sorry, Cristina. Please wake up!" She cradled Cristina in her arms.Her husband approached, halting mid-step at the sight of the blood. "What have you done?" he asked, shock etched on his face.Fatima sobbed uncontrollably. "Help me carry her to the hospital," she pleaded.Her husband's expression darkened. "What's wrong with you, woman?" he shouted, frustration evident.Fatima's thoughts swirled: If Cristina ended up in the hospital, perhaps Jaxon wouldn't find her, or maybe she could flee with her.But now, Fatima faced an uncertain fate – possibly even jail time for attempted murder, if Cristina didn't survive the severe blood loss.He was about to walk closer and lift Cristina when Jaxon arrived, followed by Bella. Jaxon's eyes widened in sh

They all nodded in agreement.The men left the room as Amelia helped Claire undress. Together, they assisted Claire to the bathroom and bathed her. Afterward, Amelia prepared soft porridge for her daughter and fed her. Once they finished eating, Claire took her medicine to alleviate her headache. Then, they let her take a nap."What happened to her before she came here, Jaxon? And don't you dare lie to me; this is about my daughter," Amelia said in a soft yet firm voice.Jaxon cleared his throat and glanced at Arnold, who nodded."The thing is, the person who was looking after her was your friend," Jaxon began."Friend?" Amelia asked, confusion etched on her face."Fatima is the one who had Claire all along," Jaxon revealed.Amelia's eyes widened in shock."What did you just say, Jaxon?" Amelia's voice trembled with anger. Fatima was a closed chapter in her life, and hearing about her now brought up intense emotions."I'm sorry, but she's the one who took care of Claire," Jaxon explai

Yvonne hugged her. Claire's nightwear was damp from sweating.As they pulled out of the hug, Amelia walked in, followed by Arnold. "Are you guys okay?" Amelia asked, approaching them."We're fine, Mom. It was just a dream," Claire said."Are you sure you're okay, Princess?" Arnold asked, concern etched on his face.Both Claire and Yvonne nodded. Amelia touched Claire's sweat-drenched body."Why are your clothes wet?" Amelia asked, concerned."She sweated; she was having a bad dream," Yvonne explained."Dreams," Amelia murmured, studying Claire's terrified expression."Honey, can you carry her to the bathroom so she can bathe and change?" Amelia asked Arnold.Arnold nodded, lifting Claire up, and walked with her to the bathroom."Are you okay, Princess?" he asked.Claire nodded."You're fine; no one will hurt you here, okay?" Arnold reassured, kissing her forehead before putting her down and stepping out.Amelia walked in."I'll bathe myself, Mom; I'm fine," Claire said."Okay, baby. I