Biting her lip, Estelle replied, “But you just said on the phone that you are Mr. Mysterious…”
“I have some mental issues. I was talking nonsense,” Cristofer explained gently. “You’ve finally reunited with Mr. Mysterious, and I’m happy for you. You two must have a lot to catch up on about the past, right?”
“Yes,” Estelle replied with a concerned look in her eyes.
With a nod, Cristofer continued, “I just found out that you two used to have a dog together. What kind of dog was it?”
“It was a Samoyed.”
“They’re so cute. Estelle, did he treat you well?” Cristofer asked gently.
“…”
“That’s a silly question. Of course, he treated you well,” Cristofer remarked. “You can go now. You’ve missed Mr. Mysterious so much, and now you can finally be reunited with him. Don’t let anything or anyone stand in your way, especially me.”
Estelle was at a loss for words, her emotions in turmoil.
Standing nearby, Justin had wanted to reveal the truth to Estelle several times, but Cristofer kept signaling him to remain silent.
“Christina is about to undergo surgery. My priority right now is to be with her and take care of her. I’ll continue staying at Hans’ Residence for now. As for Mr. Mysterious… he’s back, and we’ll have plenty of time to spend together in the future,” Estelle quickly explained.
“Alright. You should head back to Hans’ Residence first. Don’t inform Grandpa and the kids about my injury. Just tell them I’m on a business trip,” Cristofer said, gently pushing her. “You should leave now, or I might change my mind and won’t let you go later.”
Looking at him with suspicion, Estelle asked, “Are you really not Mr. Mysterious?”
“If I were Mr. Mysterious, would you forgive me and be back with me?” Cristofer asked.
With a hesitant look, Estelle replied, “I…”
“You hesitated,” Cristofer chuckled. “It’s just an assumption. Don’t take it seriously. I’m not Mr. Mysterious, and you never have to think about such a question.”
“…”
“You can go now.”
Hearing their conversation, Justin sighed and said, “Miss Hudson, I’ll have Rebecca drive you back to Hans’ Residence. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Cristofer here.”
After a moment of hesitation, Estelle nodded and left the room with Justin following her.
Rebecca had been waiting outside the door and overheard their conversation. When they came out, she asked in confusion, “What’s going on? Is the Mr. Mysterious that Estelle met just now real or fake?”
Without giving a direct answer, Justin gestured for Rebecca to take Estelle back to Hans’ Residence, saying, “Let’s discuss it later. For now, please drive Miss Hudson back.”
“Alright,” Rebecca agreed.
After Estelle and Rebecca left, Justin went back to the room. He locked the door and closed all the windows. Then he told Cristofer, “This house is soundproof. Now that they’re gone, you don’t have to restrain yourself anymore.”
“Ah,” Cristofer moaned in pain, sweat forming on his forehead and running down his face.
Justin gave him a bottle of painkillers and said, “I found these pills in the dresser drawer. Miss Hudson must have bought them when she had lung cancer. I’m not sure if they’ll help.”
Unable to endure the pain any longer, Cristofer poured the pills into his mouth.
“Hey, don’t take too many pills!” Justin warned.
“It doesn’t matter,” Cristofer replied.
After a while, the sharp pain in Cristofer’s arm started to fade, though he still felt a dull ache. Fortunately, he could handle it and felt much better.
Seeing Cristofer in such pain, Justin shook his head and sighed. “Why did you change your mind all of a sudden? If I tell Miss Hudson that you’re Mr. Mysterious, she might believe me. Even if she doesn’t, she’ll at least doubt the impostor.”
With a pale face and colorless lips, Cristofer weakly said, “She still despises me.”
“If she knew you’re Mr. Mysterious, she might not despise you as much,” Justin suggested.
“But she’d be heartbroken. The person she deeply loves is the one who once hurt her deeply. She wouldn’t be able to handle it,” Cristofer explained.
Justin then asked, “So you’re not planning to tell her that you’re Mr. Mysterious?”
“I can’t prove that I’m Mr. Mysterious at all. I injured my arm three times, and my memory still hasn’t returned. I can’t even remember that we had a dog. Even if I tell her the truth, she won’t believe me,” Cristofer replied.
“Well, aren’t you concerned that the impostor Mr. Mysterious might mistreat her? He’s not the real Mr. Mysterious, and he doesn’t love Miss Hudson,” Justin expressed his worry.
Hearing this, Cristofer explained, “I just thought about it. That man managed to fool Estelle into thinking he’s Mr. Mysterious, which means he looks very much like me. There are two possible reasons for him impersonating me and getting close to Estelle. One is that he has a grudge against me and wants revenge. The other is that he wants to gain control of the Hans family’s assets.”
Justin nodded and agreed, “That man can make Miss Hudson unable to distinguish between him and you. He seems well-prepared and hard to deal with.”
“My twin brother is likely still alive,” Cristofer revealed.
“I believe so.”
Cristofer took a deep breath and said, “If that’s the case, things become simpler. My brother returned and posed as Mr. Mysterious for the reasons I mentioned earlier. He resents the Hans family for what he thinks was their abandonment, and he resents me for what he believes is my control over the family’s assets.”
“So, what’s your plan now?” Justin asked.
“Justin, please help me hire a lawyer. I’ll transfer all the Hans family’s assets to Yohan and Yvonne. Now that Estelle is with my brother, even if he doesn’t love Estelle and the children, he’ll treat them well for the sake of money,” Cristofer explained.
Hearing this, Justin furrowed his brow and asked, “What about yourself? Don’t you think about your own well-being?”
“Me? I’m not important. I’m willing to do anything as long as Estelle can be happy,” Cristofer replied firmly.
“Don’t you want to be there for Miss Hudson and the kids yourself?” Justin asked, feeling pity for Cristofer.
Cristofer looked at his injured left arm and sighed, “How can I take care of them now? I’m injured, and I don’t deserve to be with Estelle…”
“Since you’ve given up on telling Miss Hudson that you’re Mr. Mysterious, why did you still ask me to drive and hit you on the road behind Mount Cloud in three days? Why do you still want to regain your memories? Cristofer, this method is too risky. You could end up getting hurt or worse!” Justin expressed his concern.
After a brief silence, Cristofer said, “Because those memories are precious to me. When I was Mr. Mysterious, Estelle and I shared the happiest moments of our lives. I want to remember just how happy we were back then.”