Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 237

Christopher realized something as soon as he saw Everleigh's expression. He glanced at her hand, which was holding his tightly, and followed her gaze. "What's wrong?"

"It's him, it's him." Everleigh's face was drained of blood, and it resembled the stark white wall behind them.

Looking at Everleigh's unusual appearance, Theodore frowned and stepped forward. "Who is it?"

At this point, Christopher had already seen the man in the crowd.

His hair was slick and smooth, revealing a fierce expression, and there was an obvious mole under his right eye. Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he hid among the crowd, but still put the leather bag under his arm. No matter how expensive the clothes he wore were, he could not cover the air of poverty around him.

"Is it him?" Christopher asked immediately.

Everleigh clutched his arm so tightly that he almost couldn't move. As if she was in a daze, she couldn't even nod her head and only muttered to herself, "It's him, it's him..."

While they were talking, the man with slick hair had already followed the crowd to the depths of the rear stage, and gradually, his figure was drowned out.

Everleigh suddenly came to her senses and held Christopher tightly. "We can't let him escape." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Wait for me here. I'll go after him."

After saying that, his expression darkened as he squeezed his way into the crowd.

There was another exit backstage, and Christopher chased the figure in the distance for a long time. Finally, he noticed that the man had left with a child through the exit and when he made it outside, a taxi peeled away from the curb.

"Christopher；' Everleigh followed him from behind, and her face was ashen. "Did you catch up with him?"

"No/ he held his waist and gasped tiredly. "He got in a taxi and left."

"It's him. Those people are still here." Everleigh's footsteps were obviously a little unsteady. Theodore, who was following behind her, tried to help her up, but she shook him off. "Don't touch me!"

"Everleigh, calm down." Christopher gripped her shoulder and held her in his arms. He carefully patted her back to comfort her, but Everleigh's shoulder trembled as if she was extremely scared.

Even though her back was facing Theodore, he could still feel her fear.

In an instant, his heart dropped to the pit of his stomach.

"What's going on? Who is that?" Theodore asked.

Then, Christopher put on a harsh expression and replied callously, "It's none of your business. Stop asking."

"What do you mean it's none of my business?"

Theodore's face darkened. He looked at Christopher, who was holding Everleigh in his arms, and said in an unfriendly tone, "Despite what happened, can you let her go now?"

Even if he knew that Christopher and Everleigh were legally married, he still could not accept that they were so intimate in front of him.

Hearing this, Christopher, who was focused on Everleigh, suddenly became serious. He held her shoulders to help her stand. "Everleigh, wait for a minute."

After saying this, he let go of her and walked straight towards Theodore. "I thought you were stupid before, but now, I feel that you're just a piece of sh*t, even worse than me."

Theodore's brows furrowed into a deep frown. Before he could react, he was met with a head-on blow. He staggered and fell to the side, letting out a groan of pain.

Next, Christopher went up to him and grabbed Theodore's collar. He hit him violently and said angrily, "F*ck you!"

Theodore came back to his senses after taking two punches. He flipped over and pushed Christopher to the ground. After that, they got into a fight amidst the huge crowd at the rear entrance of the school.

There were security guards present at the school gate and they ran up to stop the fight. It took a great effort to pull the two men apart.

Theodore's face was covered with bruises, and he was in a terrible state. As for Christopher, he didn't look any better either. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth and his expensive suit was torn apart.

Fighting between men was never a trivial matter, and they tended to be very violent. More often than not, the injuries they both sustained would be serious as well.

"I'm telling you, Theodore, don't think of yourself too highly. What happened today doesn't concern you. If you really cared, then where were you seven years ago?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the security guard had stopped him, Christopher would have pounced on Theodore and given him another punch.

"Christopher," Everleigh's voice came from the side. She was obviously drained of energy, and she looked as weak as one of her patients.

After that, he wiped the corner of his mouth and broke free of the guard's grasp. He turned around and went forward to hold Everleigh. "Are you alright? Let's go."

Theodore stood where he was, as if he was a statue. He watched helplessly as the two of them left. His throat seemed to have been blocked by something, and he couldn't say a single word.

Seven years?

What happened seven years ago that made Everleigh suddenly break down like that?

At the Meyer family's villa.

Everleigh leaned on the sofa as Christopher came over from the kitchen. He poured a glass of hot milk and handed it to her. "I asked my mother to pick up the kids. I'll have Alastair and Adrienne live with my mother for a couple of days. Don't worry."

"Thank you." She took the cup, and the warmth in her palms made her calm down a little.

Then, Christopher sat down opposite her, with a slightly serious look on his face. "Are you sure that the person you saw today was one of those people from back then?"

She pulled a long face and nodded with difficulty. "I'm sure."

The man who dragged her into the alley was the same person she saw at the school that day. Compared with seven years ago, the man was now stronger and dressed better, but she couldn't

forget the obvious mole under his left eye.

Honestly, she could recognize him even if he was a pile of ash.

Christopher said thoughtfully, "Don't panic. Since he appeared in the school today and brought a child away with him, he probably went to the school to watch the children's performance like us. I'm afraid that he's a parent of a student in the school. I'll check it out."

Everleigh nodded, still in a trance.

She had thought that she would be calmer after seven years had passed, but the wound felt extremely fresh when she faced that man again. It was as if all the healing she'd done evaporated in an instant, and she was back in that alley seven years ago.

She knew that this unbearable memory would forever be embedded in her conscience, and she would never be able to forget it.

"By the way, how are you going to explain this to Theodore?"

Christopher's voice brought her back to her senses.

Everleigh was at a loss.

How was she going to explain?

She suddenly felt that it was a little ridiculous.

She had always been the victim in this situation, but seven years on, she still needed to explain herself? Her dark past was like a scar engraved in her heart. The people who did this walked free, and yet she needed to hide.

"There's no need to explain. Ill tell him everything he wants to know."

Everleigh's voice was a little cold, echoing in the big living room. Christopher's heart skipped a beat for some reason. His heart suddenly tightened and he looked at the opposite side worriedly.