During that ti, Seven Murray was under imnse pressure; no one understood her determination to hold the company together and launch ToGigi, yet Christopher Scott asked her to go to a hotel to discuss cooperation.
The desperation Seven felt then was beyond anyone’s comprehension; at the sa ti, her perception of Christopher underwent a massive transformation.
However, it was precisely that incident that allowed her to let go of all the love and hate she had for Christopher.
She chose to give up—gave up on the company, and also on Christopher.
Christopher was no longer the person she used to know, or perhaps she never truly knew him; her affection for him had dulled her judgnt, and he had always been this carefree and nonchalant.
Across the table, Christopher watched Seven suddenly freeze. He took a deep breath and cautiously called out, "Seven!"
"Hmm?" Seven heard Christopher calling her, imdiately put down the nu in her hand, looked up, and smiled at him.
She then awkwardly tucked her hair behind her ear and explained, "Christopher, I think you might have forgotten, I’m getting engaged tomorrow."
"Seven, I haven’t forgotten. Can we start over?" Christopher grabbed Seven’s small hand on the table.
Seven looked at the man’s furrowed brows and his earnest expression; she could even feel his palm sweating.
Swallowing, Seven’s mind involuntarily conjured the image of Ian Hobbs. She could clearly feel that the person she loved now was Ian. Being with Ian was easy; her love wasn’t humble, and the love Ian gave her was sothing she could accept. It was filled with a sense of security.
Christopher’s compromise didn’t shake Seven, yet she felt sorry for his persistence. After all, they had known each other since childhood, and she didn’t want him to remain entangled.
But more importantly, she didn’t want to betray Ian. Her conscience told her she wanted to be with that man.
So she held her breath, looked directly into Christopher’s expectant eyes, slightly lifted the corners of her mouth, and forcefully pulled her small hand back from his palm.
She said, "Christopher, I’m really sorry, I can’t start over with you. I’ve fallen for Ian, it was love at first sight. His maturity, steadiness, and dedication to moved greatly."
"Of course, being with him isn’t out of convenience. You know, I’ve been on dates with many guys recently. If it were just convenience, I wouldn’t have t Ian."
Seven was afraid Christopher might misunderstand and think she still harbored old feelings, so she made sure to clarify her feelings for Ian. The reason she accepted today’s invitation was simply to let Christopher know that she had let go of the past and hoped he could do the sa.
In truth, after seven years of emptiness, their feelings for each other had long faded. Christopher wanting to start over wasn’t because he liked her but out of unwillingness to give up.
What she needed was mutual affection, to put it mildly; even if Christopher still had feelings, she no longer did.
She didn’t wish to compromise Christopher’s emotions, leaving him in a love that was unclear and misunderstood.
Listening to Seven’s explanation, Christopher’s heart instantly ached as if a hundred-pound weight was pressing down on it, relentlessly sinking and pulling at his heart until it was deford and nearly broken, yet he couldn’t die from it.
Instantly, his eyes reddened. He wasn’t trying to gain Seven’s sympathy but suddenly realized he needed to bid farewell to his youth.
Even though today he was willing to explain to Seven, it seed it was already too late.
At that mont, Christopher realized that seven years was indeed a long ti—long enough to make Seven mature and long enough for her to forget him.
Looking at the girl in front of him, she suddenly felt so unfamiliar.
"Christopher, I like you."
"Christopher, you’re not allowed to take pictures with other girls, you belong to ."
"Christopher, do you think this cup looks nice? I made it with clay just for you!"
"Christopher, do you like my new dress? Do you think it looks good?"
"Christopher, I have too many ribs. Would you help eat them?"
"Christopher..."
"..."
In the past, Seven’s eyes only had him, and her words were always about him.
But in the blink of an eye, she was telling him she liked another man, a man who made her feel secure.
"Christopher, so many girls like you, I feel so insecure."
"Christopher, don’t get too close to her. I won’t feel safe."
"Christopher, I’m so good to you; surely you’ll always like !"
"Christopher, I really like you, please don’t break my heart."
Previously, Seven would always tell him she felt insecure, but at that ti, he thought she was being lodramatic.
Now, he so desperately wanted to hear her say those words to him again, but when he looked up at Seven, her smile was polite and distant.
Now, she had given that fervor to another boy.
Christopher’s heart ached and felt bitter; he hated himself for not recalling her words sooner, why did he have to wait until she left to retrieve his mories?
He kept asking himself why he didn’t compromise even once when she had compromised for him so many tis; why did he have to wait for her to co back to find him?
Christopher looked at the Seven in front of him; the joy from the past was long gone from her face, and her gaze was no longer fixated on him.
He so desperately wanted the old Seven back, wanted her to love him as she used to. What should he do to prove he truly liked her? His years of stubbornness were indeed a mistake.
He really didn’t want to let go; he wanted to start over. If only ti could turn back, that day, he would never have let her get on the plane.
If only Christopher had Liam Spencer’s patience to quietly endure, to turn the plane around and bring Seven back ho, their child would be old enough to run errands now.
Christopher took a deep breath, trying hard to control his emotions, and explained, "Seven, that night was really a misunderstanding. I drank the wine ant for Hudson Moore by mistake, and that’s why I ended up in bed with Ava Mason. I didn’t betray you on purpose, I always thought Ava was you. I really didn’t like her, and those rumors everyone spread are false. If I liked Ava, I would have been with her long after you left."
Seven years ago, at Seven’s 19th birthday party, everyone spiked Hudson Moore’s drink to cause a scene, but Christopher ended up drinking it.
Seven’s arch-rival, Ava Mason, helped him to a suite to rest, and unknowingly, they ended up in bed together.
Afterward, Ava texted her best friend, who brought Seven to catch them in the act, leading to Christopher and Ava being caught red-handed by Seven.
At that mont, Seven felt like her world had collapsed. She wobbled, and her entire being fell to her knees by Christopher’s bedside, watching him lie next to Ava. At that ti, there were already rumors in class about Christopher and Ava flirting with each other.
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