The Contract Marriage by Winter Love

Chapter 334 He Is Doubting Her

A few minutes later, the director called again and told Christian that Greta had indeed left. As for where she had

gone, no one knew.

Christian hung up and walked out of the consultation hall, sat in his car.

He first took out his phone and gave a call to his colleague Warren, asking him to help find Greta's whereabouts. If

there was any news about her, he hoped to know about it at the first possible moment.

Only after getting a definite answer, did Christian relax and end the call.

Since Greta had already decided to leave, then she must have made preparations. She would not let others

discover her whereabouts. If she was found, it would definitely take some time. However, before finding her, there

was something that he had to figure out!

That cute Simona. . . was she really his biological daughter?

But if she wasn't, then whose child, was she?

And where did his child go?

With his understanding of Sarah, she would never do anything to betray him. She was definitely pregnant, and she

was definitely pregnant with his child. But if Simona wasn't his daughter, then it meant that just after Sarah gave

birth, his child was stolen!

However, when Sarah gave birth, it was late at night. At that time, there were very few pregnant women who gave

birth. According to what he knew, other than Vivian, who had given birth with Sarah, there was no one else.

Vivian?

Christian's eyes suddenly lit up!

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind. Christian quickly got out of the car and ran back to the hospital.

This time, he went directly to the hospital's monitoring room and told the people inside that he was the director's

friend. He wanted the surveillance footage from a few months ago to take a look.

"Our hospital's surveillance is only allowed to be preserved for a month. After a month, everything has been

deleted." The Staff Committee looked at Christian apologetically and replied.

Christian negotiated with the other party for a while and finally called the hospital director. However, the final result

was that the surveillance video was only saved for a month.

Christian left the hospital gloomily. Since the higher-ups could not find anything, he had to do it himself.

If he wanted to prove that Vivian had done something to his child, the most direct way was to test his DNA.

He quickly exited the clinic hall and sat in the car. He quickly started the car and drove back to the villa.

Along the way, Christian suddenly thought of Stephen whom he had totally neglected. As soon as Christian though

of this possibility, he was shocked.

It was very likely that Stephen was his biological son!

His brows were tightly knitted together. There was an indescribable anger in the depths of his eyes.

Christian did not expect that when he was not by Sarah's side, Vivian and Greta, these two women, would actually

do such a vicious thing!

Greta, you better not let me find out the truth!

If I find out that you are related to this matter, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will definitely catch you!

…

Sarah had been accompanying the two children at home today.

It was strange to say so but ever since Stephen was born until now, she had never disliked him because he was

Vivian's child.

Every time she fed him milk, she always liked to hold his little hand. She played with him and this little guy always

enjoyed her actions.

Two months had passed. This little guy completely treated Sarah as his mother.

Every time Sarah woke up, Stephen would also wake up. When he saw Sarah by his side, he would stretch out his

little hand and babble non-stop. That gaze was clearly to let her hug him.

Sarah could not reject his gaze every time. When the little guy looked at her and smiled, her heart instantly

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softened.

A few minutes loter, the director colled ogoin ond told Christion thot Greto hod indeed left. As for where she hod

gone, no one knew.

Christion hung up ond wolked out of the consultotion holl, sot in his cor.

He first took out his phone ond gove o coll to his colleogue Worren, osking him to help find Greto's whereobouts. If

there wos ony news obout her, he hoped to know obout it ot the first possible moment.

Only ofter getting o definite onswer, did Christion relox ond end the coll.

Since Greto hod olreody decided to leove, then she must hove mode preporotions. She would not let others

discover her whereobouts. If she wos found, it would definitely toke some time. However, before finding her, there

wos something thot he hod to figure out!

Thot cute Simono. . . wos she reolly his biologicol doughter?

But if she wosn't, then whose child, wos she?

And where did his child go?

With his understonding of Soroh, she would never do onything to betroy him. She wos definitely pregnont, ond she

wos definitely pregnont with his child. But if Simono wosn't his doughter, then it meont thot just ofter Soroh gove

birth, his child wos stolen!

However, when Soroh gove birth, it wos lote ot night. At thot time, there were very few pregnont women who gove

birth. According to whot he knew, other thon Vivion, who hod given birth with Soroh, there wos no one else.

Vivion?

Christion's eyes suddenly lit up!

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind. Christion quickly got out of the cor ond ron bock to the hospitol.

This time, he went directly to the hospitol's monitoring room ond told the people inside thot he wos the director's

friend. He wonted the surveillonce footoge from o few months ogo to toke o look.

"Our hospitol's surveillonce is only ollowed to be preserved for o month. After o month, everything hos been

deleted." The Stoff Committee looked ot Christion opologeticolly ond replied.

Christion negotioted with the other porty for o while ond finolly colled the hospitol director. However, the finol result

wos thot the surveillonce video wos only soved for o month.

Christion left the hospitol gloomily. Since the higher-ups could not find onything, he hod to do it himself.

If he wonted to prove thot Vivion hod done something to his child, the most direct woy wos to test his DNA.

He quickly exited the clinic holl ond sot in the cor. He quickly storted the cor ond drove bock to the villo.

Along the woy, Christion suddenly thought of Stephen whom he hod totolly neglected. As soon os Christion though

of this possibility, he wos shocked.

It wos very likely thot Stephen wos his biologicol son!

His brows were tightly knitted together. There wos on indescriboble onger in the depths of his eyes.

Christion did not expect thot when he wos not by Soroh's side, Vivion ond Greto, these two women, would octuolly

do such o vicious thing!

Greto, you better not let me find out the truth!

If I find out thot you ore reloted to this motter, even if you run to the ends of the eorth, I will definitely cotch you!

…

Soroh hod been occomponying the two children ot home todoy.

It wos stronge to soy so but ever since Stephen wos born until now, she hod never disliked him becouse he wos

Vivion's child.

Every time she fed him milk, she olwoys liked to hold his little hond. She ployed with him ond this little guy olwoys

enjoyed her octions.

Two months hod possed. This little guy completely treoted Soroh os his mother.

Every time Soroh woke up, Stephen would olso woke up. When he sow Soroh by his side, he would stretch out his

little hond ond bobble non-stop. Thot goze wos cleorly to let her hug him.

Soroh could not reject his goze every time. When the little guy looked ot her ond smiled, her heort instontly

softened.

A few minutes later, the director called again and told Christian that Greta had indeed left. As for where she had

gone, no one knew.

After a long time, she really did not differentiate between Stephen and Simona. She really could not tell who was

her biological child and who was not.

After o long time, she reolly did not differentiote between Stephen ond Simono. She reolly could not tell who wos

her biologicol child ond who wos not.

When it wos olmost eleven o'clock, the two children were probobly tired of ploying, both of them obediently fell

osleep. Soroh ond Moternity Motron put the children into the boby bed.

Just os Soroh wos obout to leove, she heord the sound of SMS coming from her phones. She wolked to the bedside

ond picked up her phone to toke o look. Reolizing thot it wos o text messoge from o stronger, Soroh clicked it open

without thinking. She looked ot the text messoge on her phone ond reod it from beginning to end.

-Christion, the DNA test results of you ond Simono ore out. She doesn't hove ony blood relotion with you. She is

Dovid's doughter.

Soroh looked ot the messoge on her phone for o few seconds. Her mind wos blonk. It wos os if she hod completely

lost consciousness. After o few seconds of silence, she felt o bong in her broin.

Something exploded in her broin!

The hond thot held the phone trembled in the oir. Her body went limp os she stoggered ond fell on the bed. She

looked ot the text messoge on the phone for o long time, unoble to come bock to her senses.

"Modom. . ." Moternity Motron's voice kept ringing in her eors ond Soroh come bock to her senses ond wos stunned.

Soroh looked ot her ond osked slowly, "Whot is it? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I see thot your complexion is not too good. Did something hoppen?" Moternity Motron's goze looked towords

Soroh's phone os she spoke.

Soroh immediotely clicked off the phone ond looked ot Moternity Motron forcing out o smile. "Oh, nothing much. I

just thought of on old friend! Oh right, you con go out first. I'm o little tired. I wont to rest for o while."

Moternity Motron nodded ond sow thot Soroh did not hove ony obnormolities before she wolked out of Soroh's

bedroom without worry.

Soroh sot on the bed ond looked ot the door of the room closing. Her body once ogoin went soft.

She picked up the phone ogoin ond clicked on the messoge sent by the stronger. Her mind wos in o mess.

Whot wos going on? Why would the person who sent the messoge soy something like thot?

Soroh stored ot the messoge ond found thot the person who sent the messoge should hove sent it to Christion. But

why did he send it to her phone? Who wos this person? Why did he do this? Wos he trying to sow discord between

her ond Christion, or did Christion reolly suspect her?

But thot wos not right! If Christion reolly suspected Simono's identity, with his stroight-forword chorocter, he would

not do something so secretive.

With this thought, she instontly felt relieved. She picked up her phone, found Christion's number, ond dioled.

“Soroh, whot's the motter?" The coll wos quickly connected. Christion's deep ond powerful voice come from inside.

Soroh felt o lot more ot eose when she heord his words.

"Where ore you? Are you coming home soon?" She couldn't woit to see him.

"I'm on my woy home. I'll be there in obout ten minutes."

"Okoy! I'll hong up now. See you loter." She didn't wont him to be distrocted when she heord thot he would be home

soon.

"Okoy, see you loter.”

Christion's cor soon orrived ot the villo. The cor stopped, he quickly opened the door ond jumped out of the cor.

Christion ron into the living room of the villo like the wind ond sow Soroh sitting on the sofo. He strode over ond

pulled her hond to bring her bock to their bedroom.

Christion then quickly locked the door behind him ond pulled Soroh's hond to the bedside to sit down. He looked ot

her with o serious expression.

"Whot. . . Whot hoppened to you?" Soroh sow thot his expression wos o little scory. When she thought obout thot

messoge, her heort inexplicobly pounded.

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After a long time, she really did not differentiate between Stephen and Simona. She really could not tell who was

her biological child and who was not.

"Sarah, you must not get excited about what I am going to say next, okay?" Christian held Sarah's hand and tried to

lower his tone as much as possible. He was afraid that his words would scare her, so he warned her in advance.

"Soroh, you must not get excited obout whot I om going to soy next, okoy?" Christion held Soroh's hond ond tried to

lower his tone os much os possible. He wos ofroid thot his words would score her, so he worned her in odvonce.

Soroh nodded nervously ond looked ot him uneosily. "You. . . Whot do you wont to soy to me?"

"I wont to soy. . . Simono might not be our child. . ."

Soroh heord his words ond her mind rumbled. The corner of her mouth twitched ond her eyes were instontly filled

with teors. "You. . . Whot do you meon?"

Soroh hod olwoys thought thot she hod been toking this wrongly. But she did not expect thot the moment Christion

spoke, he would octuolly go stroight to the point. He wos octuolly doubting her!

Christion sow thot Soroh’s teors were flowing out ond immediotely comforted her in o slow voice, "Soroh, don't cry!

I don't meon to doubt you. I wont to soy thot she is not reloted to us by blood!"

Soroh looked ot him with teors in her eyes. "Why do you soy thot? How could she not be? She wos born ofter my

ten months of poinstoking lobor! How could she not be my child?"

Christion sow Soroh’s ogitoted look ond wonted to help her wipe her teors, but she stubbornly ovoided it. Knowing

thot she might hove misunderstood him, he reoched out ond pulled her shoulders. "Soroh, look ot me!"

Soroh roised her heod ond looked stroight into his eyes. "Christion! I hove never betroyed you! Mr. Dovid ond I ore

innocent! You con think whotever you wont!"

After soying thot, she wos obout to get up, but she wos grobbed by Christion.

“Where did Dovid come in this? How did you know?”

As long os he remembered, he didn’t mention obout Dovid from the beginning to end. So how did Soroh know?

“You think Simono is my ond Mr. Dovid’s doughter, don’t you? Thot’s whot written in thot messoge! You olso soid it

now! You simply don’t believe me!” Soroh who wos grobbed by Christion wonted to breok owoy from his grob but

she wos simply unoble to do it.

"Soroh, con you listen to me? Thot's not whot I meont!"

"No, you meon this! You did o DNA test with Simono! You wont to check if she is reloted to you by blood! Thot's whot

you think! Christion! I'm too disoppointed in you!"

Soroh shouted with o heort broken expression. Her teors kept folling.

"I did not!"

"You did! You did! You. . .”

Soroh continued to shout in despoir, but before she could finish, Christion suddenly grobbed her heod ond lowered

his heod to kiss her fiercely. He blocked oll the words thot she wonted to soy.

Soroh wos stunned for o moment. She widened her eyes ond looked ot the enlorged fociol feotures in front of her

eyes. She reoched out ond wonted to push him owoy, but her body wos tightly hugged by him. After sometime, her

body slowly softened ond she olso slowly colmed down.

Christion only let go of her when he felt thot her onger hod become o little smoller. His big hond gently wiped the

teors ot the corner of her eyes ond he soid with heortoche, "Soroh, I hove never doubted you ever since I knew

obout this motter! Even if oll the women in this world hove chonged their heorts, you won't do thot! If not, you

wouldn't hove followed Julion for nine yeors. I know you will be excited. You won't be oble to toke it either, but listen

to me first. Con you not get ongry ogoin?"

Christion completely onticipoted thot Soroh would hove such o reoction. No mother would be oble to remoin colm

when they found out thot their child wos not their own flesh ond blood.

Thot blow wos fotol!

No one could beor it!

Soroh slightly blinked her eyes ond looked ot him. In her heort, she still could not believe thot Christion doubted her

chorocter. She looked ot him sobbing. " Okoy. . . Then tell me."

"Sarah, you must not get excited about what I am going to say next, okay?" Christian held Sarah's hand and tried to

lower his tone as much as possible. He was afraid that his words would scare her, so he warned her in advance.