Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 33 Conclusive Evidence

Chapter 33 Conclusive Evidence

Anastasia paused and immediately opened the web page.

The related topic, Video of Unspoken Rules, was on the hashtag early in the morning, and so was

George's post last night.

His post simply became a joke in comparison.

Those artists, who had spoken for him, deleted their posts one after another and pretended to be

ignorant in silence.

And the netizens were the most excited in the comment area, making fun of George.

[A kindhearted person is always bullied. Are you a human being? You are a beast!]

[The person who knelt and was splashed by wine must have been deeply traumatized. He should have

left the entertainment industry.]

[This sissy is better at acting than an actor. You should have gotten out of the entertainment industry

long ago. Anastasia is decisive, and she fired you as soon as she came into power!]

[I increasingly like Anastasia. Who won't be impressed by a young lady who is beautiful, kind, and has

a sense of justice?]

Anastasia just took a few glances, and Eleanor's voice came.

"I heard that Christian bought a trending search and wanted to post the video on the Internet for three

days. It is enough to ruin George's reputation. Do you think he did it for you?"

Anastasia frowned slightly, feeling displeased at that name.

She pressed her lips and sneered,

"He is just trying to distance himself from George. Who doesn't know that George is his man?"

Eleanor snorted, "Scumbag!"

After hanging up the phone, Anastasia dropped the phone and went to wash up.

She didn't care about this matter at all.

She was brooding about another matter in her heart.

How could she get Christian's blood or hair?

Just as she was about to go out, Anastasia's cell phone rang.

It was Lucy, the servant in the villa of her and Christian.

She paused and picked it up.

Lucy's voice came.

"Mrs. Patterson, I just packed up and saw a box of your personal belongings in the study. It seems to

be a diary or something. Would you like to come back and get it?"

Anastasia froze, and her heart skipped a beat. She then said calmly,

"Okay, I happen to be doing errands nearby. I'll pick it up. By the way, Mr. Patterson..."

She hesitated because she didn't want to see Christian anymore.

Lucy understood her worry. "Mr. Patterson went to the company early in the morning. He doesn't know

these things."

"Thank you, Lucy."

Anastasia smiled, took the car keys, and left.

She remembered that after their first night together, he left, and she picked up a strand of his hair that

had fallen on the bed and kept it in her diary.

It was a ridiculous act, but it helped her a lot now.

At the door of the villa, Lucy opened the door and looked at her happily, hesitant to speak.

Anastasia didn't notice anything, nodded, and walked in.

Unexpectedly, she saw someone who shouldn't be here in the living room.

Lucy explained from behind,

"Mr. Patterson came back suddenly and saw these things, so he insisted on waiting for you..."

Then she left here in a hurry.

Christian sat there in a suit and leather shoes, with a stern aura all over his body. However, his eyes

revealed a hint of curiosity and understanding.

He raised his eyes, looked at Anastasia at the door, and closed the diary in his hand. Then he showed

a smile.

"I didn't expect you to love me so much. Even if I was on a business trip, you missed me several times.

And my call excited you so much that you couldn't sleep all night, right?"

Christian calmly retold the feelings she wrote in her diary.

He felt extremely confident. Anastasia was so affectionate towards him, and every detail of the three

years was written in the diary. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

He couldn't help but be joyful to read these words. Meanwhile, reading the lines, he seemed to feel a

little upset and guilty.

She loved him so much, but he didn't notice it at all, and his attitude towards her was very indifferent.

But this diary was "conclusive evidence" of her affection for him.

How could a slight setback cause her to say that she no longer loved him?

He would never believe it!

Anastasia looked up and fixed her eyes on him indifferently.