HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 167: He's Crazy

Then she quickly covered the love bites with her concealer. Fortunately, Yohan is still young and doesn’t know what the marks are. After she put on a thick layer of concealer, the love bites were finally covered up. When she came out of the bathroom, Yohan was watching a cartoon in the living room. He was so fascinated that he had forgotten what had happened just now. Seeing this, Estelle breathed a sigh of relief. She hoped that Yohan could forget about it forever, or it would be embarrassing if he mentioned it again when he grew up. “Mommy!” Yohan called her happily when seeing her. Estelle then walked over and sat down beside him. Snuggling in her arms, Yohan said, “Mom, I have a secret to tell you.” “What secret?” Estelle asked. Yohan sat up and whispered, “I happened to see Dad when I went to the bathroom this morning.” Estelle was stunned, and her heart skipped a beat. Before she could react, Yohan continued, “Dad is so handsome! He is ten thousand times more handsome than the stars on TV!” Feeling her heart in her throat, Estelle stammered, “Yohan, did you... see your Dad’s face?” “Yes!” Yohan nodded excitedly. “But he didn’t see me. He answered a phone call and then left in a hurry. I just got a glimpse of his face.” “Did you see his face clearly?” Estelle asked. “Yes. Mom, why is Dad so busy with his work? He even has to go to work before dawn. Is it because my tuition fee is too expensive?” Yohan said as his voice became lower and lower, looking very guilty. Estelle held him in her arms and said softly, “Is Iron Man always very busy because his daughter’s tuition fee is very expensive?” “No. He’s busy because he is a superhero responsible for saving the world!” “Yes. And your Dad also has his own responsibility. And it has nothing to do with your tuition fee,” Estelle comforted him.

Yohan was much relieved when hearing that. Then he asked, “Mom, Iron Man’s daughter can’t often see her dad either, right?” “Yes. Yohan, although you can’t see your Dad very often, you still have me, Yvonne, and Mrs. Moorsum. We will be with you every day.” Yohan became happy again. He put his arms around Estelle’s wrist and said in a sweet voice, “Mom, I feel so happy. I’m the luckiest child in the world.” The words sounded familiar to Estelle. It occurred to her that in the same tone last night, Mr. Mysterious said he was the luckiest man in the world. If Mr. Mysterious is really Cristofer's brother, then he is related by blood to Yohan and Yvonne. And it makes sense that he is willing to accept them as his children and take good care of them. When Justin pretended to be Mr. Mysterious, he didn’t show any care for the children. Only on one occasion, he thought that Yvonne was very cute, and he wanted to hug her. But Mr. Mysterious is different. He is considerate toward the children. And Yvonne’s baby products and Yohan’s stationery and toys were all prepared by him. “Mom, what are you thinking about?” Yohan asked when he saw Estelle in a daze. “Nothing,” Estelle wrenched her mind back to the present and said with a smile. “I feel that I’m the luckiest mom in the world because I have you.” Then her phone rang. When Estelle answered the phone, she heard Rebecca shouting excitedly, “Estelle! I’ve got new updates!” The two of them then made an appointment to meet at a cafe in the downtown area. When Estelle arrived there, there were still ten minutes before the appointed time. She ordered a cup of coffee and waited for Rebecca. Soon, a woman who was disguised entered the coffee and sat opposite her. “Miss, may I know who you are?” Estelle asked. The woman then took off her sunglasses, mask, and headscarf quickly and panted. “Oh, my God. I’m suffocating.” “Rebecca? Why do you dress up like this again? Are you... avoiding a creditor?” Estelle said in

surprise as she looked out of the window. It was sunny today, and the temperature was above twenty degrees Celsius. With an indignant look on her face, Rebecca said, “It’s all because of Justin! He’s crazy!” “What did he do?” Estelle asked. Speaking of this, Rebecca unbuttoned the top collar of her shirt and showed her neck to Estelle. Then she said, “Look! My neck is almost like a doodling board!” Seeing Rebecca’s neck, Estelle pulled her collar to cover her neck. ‘It seems Mr. Mysterious has better self-control than Justin,’ she thought. The love bites on Rebecca’s neck were much more than those on her neck, and she could even imagine what Rebecca had experienced last night. “Estelle, to inquire about Mr. Mysterious for you, I have sacrificed too much!” Rebecca said. Hearing this, Estelle immediately coaxed her, “Thank you, Rebecca. What do you want to eat? It’s my treat. Or what compensation do you want? Feel free to tell me.” Rebecca puffed up her cheeks and said, “Oh, no. I must go on a diet. Justin bought me many foods these days, and I’ve gained weight. I’ll just have a cup of coffee.” Estelle called the waiter over and ordered a cup of Rebecca’s favorite iced hazelnut latte and some desserts. Rebecca wore too much and felt very hot. As soon as the iced latte was served, she gulped it quickly. Then she took a deep breath and said, “I feel better now!” “Drink slowly. The coffee is too cold,” Estelle said. “Estelle, you know what? I really feel that Justin is like my Dad now. It was the right decision that I broke up with him before. It took me a lot of effort to escape from my father’s control. I don’t want to have another dad!” “I didn’t even have the right to eat what I liked when I stayed with him these days. He didn’t even allow me to drink cool water, not to mention iced coffee. It’s so hot every day, and he actually forced me to drink warm water! I’ve had enough of his endless nagging. It’s so annoying! “ Estelle couldn’t help laughing when she heard this. Then she asked gently, “When will you have your period next time?” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“I can’t remember it. Maybe my period will come this week.” “I guess Justin should remember it, so he didn’t allow you to drink cold drinks for fear that you suffer from dysmenorrhea,” Estelle explained. Rebecca curled up her lips with disapproval and said, “Forget it. Let’s not talk about him. Estelle, last night, I sacrificed myself again and successfully got more useful information about Mr. Mysterious from Justin.” “Justin said that Mr. Mysterious has loved you for many years. And it seems that Mr. Mysterious can’t tell you about his identity because there’s a very tricky problem to solve. I think maybe the problem is about the car accident that happened six years ago.”