Cristofer stepped forward to block her way when she was about to walk toward James and said, “What are you going to do in the hotel?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Estelle, you are weak, and the incision on your chest hasn’t healed. I’m afraid he will do something to hurt you,” Cristofer said, gazing at her.

Estelle thought his words were so ridiculous that she almost wanted to laugh.

“Cristofer, if my memory serves me right, the only one who has ever hurt me again and again is nobody but you.”

“Estelle…”

“Well, I don’t have time to talk to you now,” Estelle interrupted him again and said. “The...