Chapter 1238: 647: Extra Story: The Big Bad Wolf Won Over the Little White Rabbit with Deep Affection

"Um."Alice Robinson handed the briefcase to the servant and walked into the hall with Christine Quinn arm in arm.

In the hall, Alice chatted with Mrs. Geoffrey and Christine Quinn about everything under the sun, and time passed quickly.

"I can’t... Auntie, Christine, I can’t chat anymore, I have to go to a meeting..." At this moment, Alice hurriedly stood up.

Christine Quinn stood up as well, anxiously looking towards the villa’s front door, frowning in frustration. Why hasn’t he come yet?

Seeing Christine Quinn’s frustrated expression, Alice couldn’t help but ask, "Christine, do you have something on your mind? You seem like you’re in a hurry."

"No, Alice..."

Alice put down the briefcase handed over by the servant and supported Christine Quinn, "Christine, if you really have something urgent, tell me, I can ask the company’s board to postpone the meeting."

"It’s not urgent, it’s... it’s..." Christine hesitated to speak but finally forced out, "Chester is about to arrive at the villa, I want you to wait here for him."

Alice’s body shuddered slightly.

Christine looked at Alice’s suddenly pale face and apologized, "I’m sorry, Alice... after you fell asleep last night, I called Chester. I wanted him to come see you."

Alice was in a daze, "Christine..."

With a guilty bow, Christine continued, "I’m really sorry, Alice, everything you told me last night, I repeated it all to Chester... I know it wasn’t right to share your innermost thoughts with Chester, but I’ve seen Chester come looking for Becca because of you. At that time, I saw in Chester’s eyes that Becca didn’t exist; all he thought about was how to win you back. I don’t think you two should be apart, I hope you can give Chester a chance..."

"Christine..."

At the moment when Alice’s brow furrowed in frustration, she caught a glimpse of a tall and upright figure.

She could feel his intense gaze fixating on her.

Seeing Chester, Christine finally breathed a sigh of relief, and gracefully supported Mrs. Geoffrey, "Mom, let’s take a walk in the garden."

Mrs. Geoffrey, very tactful, went to the garden with Christine.

Aunt PA also took all the servants and disappeared from the hall at this moment.

In just a few seconds, the large villa was left with only Alice and Chester.

Even from afar, she could almost smell the familiar male scent that belonged to him.

She turned slightly toward him, her face already drained of color.

He gazed at her unblinkingly, his eyes full of deep, intense emotions.

She turned and ran to the second floor.

He chased after her and embraced her from the side, "Where do you think you’re running off to?"

She initially wanted to struggle free from him, but his low, hoarse voice made her stop and look at him.

It had only been a few days since they’d seen each other, yet he had noticeably lost weight.

He had always been high-spirited and confident, but now there was a hint of stubble on his chin.

He looked truly disheartened, and his usual arrogance was replaced with a careful demeanor in his gaze.

She pushed him away, but not forcefully.

He let her go, yet watched her like a hawk, not giving her a chance to escape.

Alice turned her back and faintly said, "I told you not to call me, and definitely not to come looking for me."

"I miss you, what should I do?" he rasped out.

Alice’s slender back stiffened, "Don’t say things like that to me."

Chester suddenly turned Alice’s body to face him.

His breath was heavy, as if he was using all his strength to suppress his inner emotions.

Her reddened eyes met his deep ones, his face thin, and waves of discomfort surged in her heart.

He gazed deeply at her, his voice hoarse to the extreme, "Do you really not believe that I only love you?"

His deep affection was like a swirling vortex in the ocean, making it uncontrollably alluring.

She had a moment of distraction but resolutely pushed him away, "Don’t think I’ll believe you were brooding and despondent in New York. I know better than anyone that you’re capable of doing whatever it takes to achieve your goals. I believe that the recent exposure of Rachel’s identity was also secretly orchestrated by you!!"

Chester’s face turned cold, not denying it, "That’s right. I arranged for the news, and those few calls I made to you were intentionally to garner your sympathy."

"I would never sympathize with you. You’re so despicable."

"I should have been despicable long ago... In Germany, on Foam Island, there were so many opportunities I should have followed my own desires and taken you, not giving you so much time to overthink."