HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 12: I Want To See Him

At this moment, Estelle’s phone rang. Seeing the unknown number on the screen, she confusedly answered the phone. “Hello?” “Hi, Miss. Hudson. This is Peter Jones. I’m Mr. Hans’ lawyer. Mr. Hans has received the divorce agreement sent by you. Please come to the court to go through the divorce procedure now.” Estelle’s throat tightened when she heard this, and she fell into silence. “Miss. Hudson, are you listening?” Peter asked on the other end of the line. “Yes.” Estelle took a deep breath and asked, “Will Cristofer be there to go through the divorce procedures in person?” “No, Mr. Hans won’t come. He has commissioned me to deal with the relevant affairs about the divorce.” “Ask him to go to the court and wait for me. I have something to tell him,” Estelle ordered seriously. Peter smiled awkwardly and then said, “Miss. Hudson, I’m sorry. You know better than I do how much Mr. Hans doesn’t want to see you.” Hearing that, Estelle smiled bitterly and thought, I certainly know that, but... “Please tell him that I... I’m pregnant,” She mustered enough courage to spit these words. “What?” Peter was surprised. “I said I’m pregnant. I want to see him.” After hesitating for a moment, Peter sighed slightly and said with a trace of sympathy in his voice, “Miss Hudson, Mr. Hans won’t come. Miss Abrams just had a miscarriage and was frightened by the death of Mrs. Moorsum. To pacify her, Mr. Hans decided to go abroad with her for traveling. They should be on the plane now.” “How long will they travel abroad? When will they come back?” “Sorry, I don’t know. But Miss Abrams said that she wanted to travel around the world, so I guess that they won’t come back soon. It will be at least a year before they come back.” Estelle was speechless after hearing the lawyer’s words. “Before Mr. Hans left, he granted a special power of attorney and gave me full power to go through the divorce procedures on his behalf. And he has also hired a professional manager to deal with the

affairs in his company. He said that accompanying Miss Abrams was the most important thing in his life.” "…" “Miss. Hudson, are you okay?” Estelle closed her eyes and sighed, feeling heartache. Cristofer can always make me heartbroken again and again, she thought sadly. Then she took a deep breath and said, “I’m fine.” “Okay. Then I’ll wait for you at the gate of the Court House.” “I won’t go there,” Estelle firmly said. “Miss. Hudson, as Mr. Hans’ lawyer, I must complete the task assigned by him. Please don’t make things difficult for me.” “Don’t worry. I won’t make things difficult for you,” Estelle said and chuckled. “The result of us getting divorced and him being widowed is the same. He can marry Gretchen sooner or later. I will satisfy him no matter what he wants.” The signal suddenly weakened when she spoke, so Peter didn’t hear her words clearly. “Excuse me, Miss. Hudson. I beg your pardon,” he said. “Nothing. I’m a little tired. I’ll go have a rest. Bye,” Estelle said and then hung up the phone. After listening to the conversation between Estelle and Peter, the two policewomen had mixed feelings. “Miss. Hudson, you are not in good health. You can apply for medical parole some other day. Let us send you home first. Where do you live? Please tell us your home address,” A policewoman said with deep sympathy. Estelle still looked happy as before after hanging up the phone. She touched her lower abdomen with her face full of tenderness. “My home? My home was gone a long time ago,” She said with a disappointed look. **** One year later. After more than ten hours of flight, a plane that took off from Provence arrived at Hadale Airport. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

After a year’s rest, Gretchen had fully recovered and looked good. She looked at Cristofer, who sat beside her and nestled in his arms. “What’s wrong with you? You were silent and frowning all the way.” Cristofer shook his head and answered, “Nothing. I just feel a little uneasy today.” “Maybe you are not uneasy but excited because we have returned to our hometown. Cristofer, you have promised me that when we come back to Hadale, the first thing we will do is to get married.” “Okay,” Cristofer took out his phone and dialed a number as he said, “I’m going to buy you some water. By the way, I’ll call Peter and ask him to bring the divorce agreement to me.” Gretchen kissed him on the cheek and said, “Thank you.” Cristofer then walked away and called Peter. However, Peter didn’t answer the phone. When Cristofer was about to call him again, his phone rang. Then he answered the phone. “Hello?” “Hello, is that Mr. Hans?” “Yes.” “We finally got in touch with you! Please come to our hospital as soon as possible. Your child is going to have an operation. We need you to sign an informed consent before the operation.” My child? Cristofer was puzzled. “Sorry. I’m afraid that you’ve called the wrong person. I don’t have a child,” he hastily replied. “We’re not mistaken. Your wife made an appointment for today’s stem cell transplant for your two children, but we can’t contact her, so we can only contact you. We called you many times, but your phone had been switched off. Please come to our hospital quickly.” Cristofer was more puzzled. I have... two children who will have stem cell transplant? Before he could figure out what was going on, another phone call came. It was a call from Peter. Cristofer immediately answered the phone and said, “Peter, what did you do? Didn’t I ask you to go through the divorce procedure on my behalf? Why did the staff in the hospital call me and say I

have children?” “Mr. Hans, you’d better come to the hospital immediately,” Peter said in a low voice on the other end of the line. “What?!.. What’s going on?” Cristofer asked. “It’s a little complicated. It’s hard to explain it in a few words,” Peter said with a hesitant look. “Besides, just now, Miss. Hudson has...”