Chapter 6

But as soon as Christina walked out, a strong wave of nausea hit her.

She felt dizzy and nauseous.

This was a gastrointestinal reaction from swallowing the birth control pill dry.

She urgently wanted to find a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, a bottle of water was handed to her.

Christina looked up and saw it was her mother, Elisa. Elisa looked at her with concern, "You're too stubborn. You can't swallow any medicine dry! How can I praise you?"

"Then don't."

Christina opened the mineral water and drank half of it, the nausea subsiding a bit.

Elisa said bitterly, "I went through so much trouble, begging Raymond to let me bring you into the Cavendish family. I did it so you could use the Cavendish family's reputation to find a good match."

Now, which wealthy young man would want Christina, who was no longer a virgin?

Christina was a bit impatient, "Stop it. I don't want to live relying on men like you. I'll leave the Cavendish Mansion early tomorrow. If you miss me, we can meet outside."

"You!"

Elisa was completely taken aback by Christina's attitude. She said disappointedly, "Once you leave the Cavendish family, who will know who you are?"

"And who am I in the Cavendish family? A burden you brought in, or a scheming woman who seduced her uncle?"

Christina sneered.

The Cavendish family never took her seriously. She was even less important than Nicholas's big black dog.

Outside?

From school until now, who didn't call her a burden, a bastard born from an affair?

In this new life, she no longer wanted to hear those insults. She no longer wanted to live under the judgmental eyes of others. She would live for herself, and live beautifully!

Elisa was left speechless.

Christina said nothing more and turned back to her room.

Elisa was helpless.

When she finally decided to follow, a hand stopped her.

Elisa turned around and saw it was her husband, Raymond. Raymond shook his head, signaling her, "Let her calm down and process her emotions."

"Raymond, I don't know what to do anymore." Elisa fell into Raymond's arms.

Raymond patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, this matter has been handled. When Christina's mood improves, I'll introduce her to some potential matches."

"In today's society, what you're worried about doesn't even exist."

Not far behind them was William.

William heard this and his face turned extremely displeased, his eyes filled with endless coldness and fierceness.

Early the next morning, Christina packed her things and left the Cavendish Mansion.

The Cavendish Mansion was located halfway up Purple Cloud Mountain in Stargate City.

This was a private residential area, and outside cars couldn't enter without the owner's permission.

She booked a car online, and it was waiting for her at the foot of the mountain.

But before she could go down, a black Maybach stopped in front of her.

The license plate ended in 7307.

It was William's car.

Christina didn't care and continued walking with her suitcase.

Unexpectedly, a voice called out from behind, "Ms. Windsor, Mr. William Cavendish wants you to get in the car."

Christina didn't respond, but her mind automatically pictured William sitting in the back seat, his thin lips tightly pressed, his whole body exuding hostility.

William didn't like anyone defying him.

But this wasn't the past life.

She was no longer the Christina who would do anything to please him!

"I took the birth control pill, and I've made my stance clear. Uncle, do you need me dead to feel at ease?"

Christina turned to stare at the black Maybach in front of her.

"Ms. Windsor, speaking to Mr. William Cavendish like that shows a lack of respect. Mr. William Cavendish has been kind to you. If you insist on not getting in the car..."

Assistant Bob Smith didn't finish his sentence, but his maintained smile was terrifying to Christina.

She knew William's methods.

As his top assistant, Bob's methods were even more formidable.

Christina didn't want to be killed by William right at the start, so she compromised. Bob threw her luggage into the trunk, and she opened the door and got into the back seat.

William was sitting in the back seat, dressed in a black suit, leaning against the seat, legs crossed, his face dark and imposing like a king.

William's eyes looked over, "What rumors are you spreading so early in the morning?"

His voice was so cold it made people shiver.

Christina pursed her lips and slowly said, "If Uncle doesn't have the intentions I think, then what are your intentions?"

She secretly pinched her palm and looked up at William.

William's expression was cold, his eyes sharp like a blunt knife.

William was dangerous, cold, and ruthless.

Before William could say anything, Christina's phone rang.

It was a call from Raymond.

Thinking of her mother who still needed to rely on Raymond in the Cavendish family, she answered the call.

"Raymond."

She didn't see William's slightly furrowed brow beside her.

"Christina, you're not a child anymore. Where are you going without telling your mother? Do you know how worried she is?"

Elisa's crying voice came through the phone, "Christina, stop it. Where can you go?"

"I'm going to find a job that provides food and accommodation."

In any case, as long as she wasn't lazy, she wouldn't starve.

She didn't want to stay a second longer in the Cavendish Mansion, a place full of schemes and calculations.

"What kind of job can you find on your own? You..." Elisa suddenly changed her tone, "Fine, it's good for you to stay out for a few days. When you come back, Raymond will arrange some matches for you. Women have to get married eventually. It's better to marry someone we know than to suffer on your own."

Christina didn't want to hear any of this, "My ride is here, I have to go."

William's lips curled into a sneer, "A ride?"

"Christina, your lies come so easily. It seems none of your words are true."

She had said many things, trying to distance herself from William since realizing she had been reborn.

Before her rebirth, she had foolishly confessed her love for William.

Because William had appeared like a deity when she was at her lowest, she had remembered his face and held him in her heart.

But in her past life, his coldness and her daughter's tragic death had overturned everything.

Even if she feared him.

Christina clenched her palm and said softly, "Mr. William Cavendish, you're so high and mighty, why do you care about what I say? Besides, I took the birth control pill in front of you."

She sat beside him, head held high.

William frowned, "Mr. William Cavendish?"

In an instant, Christina felt an overwhelming coldness envelop her, as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar.