Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 71 Love Test

Chapter 71 Love Test

Christian's face sank, and his voice became a little dignified.

"Grandma, who told you?"

Seeing that he admitted it, Grace was furious.

"It's your paramour! Let me tell you. She will never be your wife as long as I live!"

Then she hung up the phone.

Chad had long been used to these crap things, so he was not so angry.

"Calm down. I have not cared about these things since we lost Lyra, our first daughter-in-law. Divorce is

fine. Don't let him hurt a good girl."

Grace was furious.

"I like Anna since she looks a bit like Lyra. I didn't expect Chris to be so disappointing!"

Christian frowned, put down his phone, and ordered Steve to check foreign hospitals.

After Steve left, he paused with his mobile phone, got up, took out another mobile phone from the

drawer, found a number, and called.

The other party hung up directly.

She no longer answered calls from unfamiliar numbers.

Christian was blocked in his heart.

He got up, went out with his clothes, and glanced at Steve.

"I'm going to Starlight Entertainment to visit the patient."

His last four words were explanations.

Steve twitched the corners of his mouth and held back the words that came to his mouth.

Who went to work when sick?

Christian drove to the downstairs of Starlight Entertainment.

Suddenly he felt it was not good to go empty-handed, so he drove off and bought a bouquet of roses.

Didn't she like it?

If Jaxon could send her flowers, so could he!

The flowers he sent were bigger, more beautiful, and more advanced!

It was just that when he got downstairs, he was told that Anastasia didn't come today.

His face was dark. "She didn't come due to her injured ankle?"

He came here in vain!

The lady at the front desk had been working here not long ago, and she was of excellent quality and

maintained a good smile on the surface. But she couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong with

him.

Christian frowned and asked, "Where does she live?"

The lady at the front desk smiled.

"I'm sorry, sir, we can't disclose this. After all, many men like you line up all day to see Ms. Graves. She

is already very busy, and her residence is kept secret.

"But you can queue up to make an appointment to meet her, but there is no extra time this year."

After she finished speaking, Christian's face suddenly darkened.

Very good!

A lot of men lined up to ask her out?

No wonder she was not interested in remarrying him now!

Nameless anger suddenly rose in Christian's heart, and the suppressed emotions surged up and down

in his chest.

His mandible was tense, and he gave her a gloomy look and put the roses on the table.

"For Anastasia."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

The lady at the front desk was frightened by that look but finally stood up without fear.

She was about to put the flowers away and deal with them when she saw a card in the bouquet.

She picked it up and saw only one firm and smooth name written on it. It was Christian!

The front desk lady froze for a moment.

She hadn't seen him before but heard his name!

The president of Patterson Group!

She immediately sent the bouquet upstairs.

Kevin took a group photo of the flower and the card and sent it to Anastasia. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Anastasia replied, "Throw it away."

Christian got into the car and called Steve.

"Go and investigate where Anastasia lives now."

Steve paused and said, "Yes."

Soon, Anastasia's address was sent to Christian's cell phone.

A luxurious location in the heart of the city where privacy and setting were at their best.

He drove over there, but there was no one there.

The housekeeper of the community replied with a smile, "Ms. Graves hasn't come back for a few days."

Christian's stubbornness was useless, and he returned to the group with a sullen face.

Anastasia was really capable and knew how to set up a trap.

Steve quickly dug up Beatrice's hospital records from abroad, easier than expected.

He stared at Charlie's newborn blood sample, then broke the silence:

, "The hospital proved that Ms. Cohen gave birth to a child with blood type O, but Charlie had blood

type B, so Charlie's blood did not match the blood sample.

"It was possible that the child was mixed up, or someone did it intentionally."

Christian's face was cold, his eyes were depressed, and his finger bones were slightly white.