Chapter 446: Aren’t You Happy?
Chapter 446: Aren’t You Happy?
“Frankly, as Mrs. Bush, I have no right to ask you or stop you from marrying someone.” As she spoke, she laughed at herself, mingled with desolation.
His manner was as firm as ever in agreeing to marry another woman.
No matter what the reason, this love between two people had gone bad and could not go back.
Crystal pushed him gently away and got up.
“Where are you going?” Nathan asked.
“Didn’t you promise to go somewhere with me?”
“You’re hurt. Don’t you run away!”
“I must go today.” Crystal thought that Nathan would be gone if she went in the afternoon and opened her eyes tomorrow.
Nathan seemed to be pondering the possibility of going into her state.
“Why don’t you hug me? If you can’t lift me, I can use a wheelchair. You push me.” Crystal thought that was fine. She nodded. “We can’t stay together anyway. The rest of the time, you take care of me to give me an early taste of old age...”
They couldn’t stay together.
Nathan’s face was cold and stung by her casual sting.
At two o’clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the cemetery.
Crystal didn’t dare to speak her destination on her way home, telling her driver directions and directing him to drive.
The car stopped before the cemetery, where the keeper of the cemetery stood waiting at the door for her.
Nathan looked at the cemetery gate coldly, frowning. “A cemetery?”
“Yeah.”
“Who do you want to see?”
Crystal smiled lightly and said, “I’ve got something to do, and you will know it soon.”
He carried her off the car while Vic walked behind him, pushing the wheelchair.
“I want a wheelchair.”
“Why? Why do you want a wheelchair?”
“I haven’t been on it yet. I want to sit down and try it.”
“When you get old, you’ll have plenty of opportunities. You won’t even get down if you don’t want to!”
Crystal struggled obstinately. “But by that time, you won’t be pushing my wheelchair. What’s the point of sitting on it?”
Nathan’s body stiffened.
He knew that she cared about his poor health and that carrying her into the cemetery would consume a great deal of energy. That’s why she insisted on sitting in the wheelchair.
“Who are you going to see here?”
“I’m not coming to see anyone. Can’t I come and visit the graveyard once in a while?”
Was she just visiting here?
“Hello, are you Miss Smith? I’m the cemetery keeper. It’s getting late, let’s talk as we walk.”
“Yeah. Nathan, push me.”
They entered the cemetery.
The keeper began to explain the creation, the style, the scale, and the size of the cemetery.
Then the man gave Crystal a copy of the brochure with the choices and prices for the empty tomb.
“Miss Smith, is the gentleman you brought a geomancer?” The keeper broke off and looked at Nathan, Vic, and some of the bodyguards behind them.
The aura of the group was terrible, each wearing big sunglasses. They were not like geomancers at all. They were more like killers.
“I didn’t bring any geomancers. Can’t I look at the cemetery myself?”
“Of course. Every cemetery we have here is certified by professional Geomancers.”
Nathan asked coldly. “Crystal, you want to buy a cemetery?”
“Well, yes.”
“For whom? You buy it for me?” He asked sarcastically.
“Surprise? I have a great gift for you.”
Nathan stiffened. The wheelchair plunged, and Crystal nearly popped out.
“I’m only joking. Why are you so angry?”
Nathan’s voice stiffened. “Who did you buy it for?”
“I will buy it for myself.”
“What are you talking about?” Nathan stared at Crystal with bloodshot eyes.
“I said I was going to buy it for myself.”
Crystal looked slightly sideways as she looked around. “I’ve looked it up on the Internet, and this is the best cemetery in Houston. It has the best environment and landscape. I love it here.”
Nathan looked extremely pale and turned Crystal sharply to him. “What do you want?”
“I don’t want anything.” Crystal stared at him. “I just feel tired and want to find a place to rest.”
Nathan looked at her in disbelief. “Unless you take the bracelet off...”
“Is that your plan?” He pinched her shoulder angrily. “How many tricks have you got?”
She said it would hurt him, and now she was torturing him!!
Crystal shook her head slowly. “If you must think of it as a bitter trick, then so be it.”
The cemetery keeper went on and on with his explanation, and after a long walk, he found that they failed to follow.
He stood at a distance, waiting for them. “Miss Smith, the field you picked is right ahead.”
“Go back, now! “Nathan roared.
“You go back yourself.”
Crystal walked to the keeper herself. Her hand was suddenly pulled, and the place where she was injured was in great pain from the violent pull. Nathan stared at her wrinkled face. “Crystal, you’re pushing the envelope.”
“No, I was really hoping you could help me pick one out, or we could buy one together.”
Crystal looked at him with a smile. “You haven’t chosen your grave yet. Why don’t we come together? It’s both economical and environmentally friendly.”
“You’ve been after me as long as I’ve been alive. When we die, I will be by your side. Aren’t you happy?”
Nathan’s look was strange as if he’d never known her before.
“I want you to live well.”
“Well, the bracelet...”
“Amos has it.” Nathan shut his eyes hard. He had been pushed to the bottom line.
Crystal was slightly surprised. “How did he get it?”
“You’re so smart, can’t you imagine?”
“You wouldn’t have made a deal with him...” Crystal took him by the hand. “Did you give him the keys?”
“Explain it to her.” Nathan jerked away from his hand and said to Vic.
Vic was a little confused. Before he knew it, Nathan turned and strode off to the side.
Nathan clenched his fist so hard that the veins on the back of his hand were visible.
Crystal looked at Nathan’s back and asked, “What’s going on? You needn’t lie to me now that it’s come to this.”
Vic bowed his head and still didn’t know how to say.
Crystal tentatively asked, “Was it Amos who arranged Nathan’s marriage to Miss Garcia?”
Vic looked up, surprised. “Yes. The old Davis handed over power to Mr. Amos Davis and decided to marry our master with Miss Garcia.”
“I have guessed this.” Crystal nodded and asked, “and then?”
“Coincidentally, this time, the Master’s condition deteriorated.”
“Did he really have stomach cancer?” Crystal felt a chill rising from her heart. She would rather, his illness was a sham, and it did not matter if he had lied to her.
“Yes, on the one hand, he’s worried that he doesn’t have enough time to give you the future, and on the other hand, he’s not reconciled.” Vic sighed. “So he wants to take advantage of this wedding...”
Crystal had her fingertips pinched in her palm. Nathan wanted to work with Marcos to get rid of Amos. Amos had the key to her bracelet, and it was so easy for Amos to find her and even ruin her.
