HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 210: Found The Two Scrapped Car

Estelle nodded and showed her understanding for him. ‘Mr. Mysterious used to be lonely and grew up without his family’s companionship and love. He is afraid that he will suddenly lose his current happy life in the future after he gets used to it.’ ‘It seems that feelings of insecurity always torment him. He still feels insecure even if he has had enough wealth and power. And the fear of losing and separation still haunts him.’ Thinking about this, Estelle gently wrapped her arms around his neck and then took the initiative to kiss him. The moment her soft lips touched Mr. Mysterious’ lips, she obviously felt that his whole body stiffened in surprise. “Estelle...” “I remember that you wanted me to take the initiative to kiss you before. Are you still afraid now?” Estelle asked gently and gazed at him. Seeing the affection in her big and sparkling eyes, Mr. Mysterious was touched. In his memory, the last time she gazed at him like this was six years ago. At that time, Estelle was still studying abroad, and he flew to Lanster City to see her. He still remembered how irresistible her affectionate and burning gaze was when they met. And that day, they had a wonderful and passionate night. Later... Thinking of the past, Mr. Mysterious frowned in pain and had a splitting headache. “Sir, what’s wrong?” Noticing that he didn’t look well, Estelle asked worriedly. “You’re not feeling well?” Mr. Mysterious shook his head, gently held her hand while she was reaching out to touch his forehead, and said, “Don’t worry. I’m fine.” “But you don’t look well.” “Maybe it’s because I haven’t slept well recently.” Speaking of this, Estelle suddenly thought of what Rebecca had said before. “Previously, you always came to see me at night and left early before dawn. When I discussed it

with Rebecca, she joked that you are a Superman who doesn’t need sleep. Sir, you must have been very tired during that period, right?” Mr. Mysterious nodded. “Yeah, you’re right.” He was extremely busy those days. He had not only to deal with the company’s affairs and Gretchens but also had to go to see Estelle at night. “I was exhausted but also incredibly happy,” Mr. Mysterious admitted, kissing her again. “Estelle, you promised me that you would never leave me.” Estelle hugged him and patted his back gently, saying in a mellow and comforting voice, “I won’t leave you.” “No matter what happens and no matter who I am, you won’t leave me, right?” Mr. Mysterious inquired. While Mr. Mysterious was looking forward to Estelle’s reply, his phone suddenly rang. Then he said to himself, ‘Forget it. It’s no use worrying about too much. After I solve all the problems, I’ll take Estelle and the children abroad. And then I’ll be able to spend the rest of my life with her without letting her know my true identity.’ “Hello?” Mr. Mysterious answered the phone. “Mr. Hans, we found the cars that were crashed in the car accident six years ago!” Hearing this, Mr. Mysterious was stunned. “I see. I’ll call you back later,” he said briefly and then hung up the phone. Estelle asked, “What’s the matter? Is it about business?” “Yes,” Mr. Mysterious said. “I’ll drive you home first, and then I’ll go out to deal with some affairs.” Estelle nodded. Meanwhile, she felt a little depressed at the thought that Mr. Mysterious couldn’t have dinner at home tonight. After sending Estelle back home, Mr. Mysterious told her to go to bed early and not to wait for him. Then he quickly went downstairs and drove at a dizzying speed to a remote scrapyard in the suburb, according to the address Vincent sent him. **** By the time Cristofer arrived at the scrapyard, Vincent had been waiting for a while. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

He said to Cristofer, “Mr. Hans.” “Have you found both of the cars?” Cristofer asked. “Yes. I’ll take you there.” The scrapyard seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. The ground was covered with wild grass, and the scrapped vehicles were piled up everywhere. And the hoods of some of them had been covered with moss. After walking for a while, the two of them came to a corner, and then the two Land Rover cars that were out of shape came into view. “I’ve called the staff of the 4S shop. They’re on their way. They’ll find out the real cause of the car accident later,” Vincent said. “Okay. Thank you. It must have taken you a lot of effort to find the cars,” Cristofer nodded and said. “Mr. Hans, it was not me who found them,” Vincent said. Cristofer immediately frowned and asked, “It’s not you? Then who found them?” “It’s... Mr. Lopez.” Vincent said, “This morning, someone sent me a message saying that these two cars are here. I called back, and the man who answered the phone said he was Mr. Lopez’s assistant. And he also said that...” “What else did he say?” “He also said that this is a gift from Mr. Lopez for you. Although Mr. Lopez is not your biological father, he has treated you as his own son and hopes that you will be grateful and repay him in the future,” Vincent informed. Cristofer's face darkened. Feeling a little embarrassed, Vincent continued, “Mr. Hans, it seems that Mr. Lopez is unwilling to give up on you. He had been looking for an ideal heir for many years and finally chose you. Besides, he is more than seventy years old now. I’m afraid he won’t have enough time to find a new heir if you refuse him. So... he is determined to let you be his heir.” “I know that.” “What’s more, Mr. Lopez, let me tell you that he is rich enough and doesn’t care about your money and the company. He has been waiting for you for six years and won’t give up easily.”

“What does he want to do?” Cristofer asked with his eyes full of coldness. “Mr. Lopez said he wouldn’t hurt you. Nor would he allow anything and person to distract you.” When Cristofer heard this, his heart sank. “Mr. Hans, you’d better reconsider your previous decision. If you irritate Mr. Lopez, I’m afraid Miss Hudson will... You know what Mr. Lopez did when he was young. It’s easy for him to make a person disappear in this world.” With a darkened face, Cristofer didn’t say anything. Vincent wanted to continue, but seeing Cristofer's expression, he bit his tongue. Twenty minutes later, Frank came with several of his colleagues. “Hi, Mr. Hans.” “Hi, Frank. Here are the cars I mentioned to you before,” Cristofer said. Since Vincent had told Frank about the condition of the cars, Frank started to work with his colleagues as soon as they arrived there.