The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 141

Hearing the person’s words, Christian gripped his phone tightly. “Do you know the reason why?” he asked coldly.

“Yes…” The person lowered their voice. “His aunt is Jill Lopez. She has worked as a maid for the Coleman Family for several years. She had told him things about you and Miss Coleman to him. So, he has a… bad impression of you.” The truth was that Dr. Walker had a terrible impression of Christian, but he didn’t dare to say it.

Christian’s eyes flickered, but he did not say anything. Instead, he said, “Give me Jill’s home address and contact number now.” Then, he hung up the phone.

At this moment, Christian heard the sound of the door opening. He instinctively turned around and looked at the door of the ward.

He saw that Gabrielle had her back toward him; half of her body was inside the ward, and she was grabbing the door handle as she said her goodbyes to Victoria. “I’ll see you tomorrow. If Mr. Thatcher wants to see you, just… just think of him as a dummy and don’t get mad at him. The doctor said that you can’t be too emotional, okay?”

Through the door’s gap, Christian could see Victoria on the bed. He could see that she had changed much since two years ago; her baby fat was gone—her facial features had sharpened—and she looked more mature than before. Yet, although she looked more alluring than before, he felt suffocated.

He wondered if this was what heartache felt like. Did he feel it because of love?

As he was staring at her, it was only natural for her to take notice of him too, but she frowned and looked away after glancing at him as if he was some disgusting being. When he saw her reaction, he could feel his heart ache even more; it was as if someone was jabbing his heart with needles. Although the feeling was not deadly, it was unbearable.

Christian wondered if this was the so-called love that Matthew was talking about. He was never in a relationship, nor did he know what love felt like. All he knew was that he never had this unpleasant feeling when Victoria was always by his side before she turned 18.

she had not answered her for quite some time, so she pouted. “Victoria, did you hear

and said, “Since when was Mr. Thatcher fond of being a peeping Tom?” Her gaze fell upon Christian

so many expressions swiftly before finally landing on embarrassment. She gulped and said awkwardly, “M-Mr. Thatcher, I thought you had left. What a coincidence.” She chuckled dryly and didn’t know what to do. I’m so lucky

had this hobby recently,” Christian said

brows at him but averted

felt uncomfortable in every way possible.

Gabrielle’s discomfort, so she spoke up,

looked at her, almost

things I want to talk about with him. But, you can leave first,” Victoria said

she exclaimed. Then, she turned to Christian, lowering her head, not daring to look at him, and said, “Goodbye, Mr. Thatcher!” Afterward, she rushed off

saw that Christian was the only one left outside through the door. Then, she lowered her eyes and laughed at herself. Christian furrowed his eyebrows slightly and unbuttoned a button from his shirt, but the heavy feeling from his chest didn’t decrease. He recalled when Victoria would be delighted if they had the chance to spend some time alone, but now she was avoiding him like he

Christian stared at

while panting. “I almost forgot that Victoria said she wanted to go to the bathroom.” She smiled awkwardly while averting her gaze. Then, under

she saw Gabrielle. “I can go on my

fidgeted uncomfortably as she had her back against Christian; she felt as if Christian was going to bore a hole through her back. “I can wait outside if it’s inconvenient for me to be here while

looked at Gabrielle for a moment before she lowered her head and said, “Thank you.” Then,