HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 180: He Looks Like Cristofer

Thinking about this, Estelle felt happy and couldn’t help smiling. She even had an absurd idea. If Mr. Mysterious suffered from trauma and refrained from seeing her in the daytime, she didn’t mind maintaining the current status in which she could only see him at night every day. Besides, she thought that if Mr. Mysterious was Cristofer's brother, it was not bad that he didn’t tell her about his true identity so that she wouldn’t feel embarrassed when being with him. “Excuse me, Sir. I have to change my destination. Please take me to Rose Garden,” Estelle said. “Okay. Miss, do you live in Rose Garden?” the driver asked. Estelle smiled and said, “Yes.” “Rose Garden is great. Although it’s not a high-end neighborhood, it has various supporting facilities. My son and daughter-in-law live there.” “Rose Garden is indeed good,” Estelle stated softly, smiling at the driver. “Yes. Although the houses in the Rose Garden are expensive, they’re worth buying!” the driver said happily. “My son and daughter-in-law have been married for a few years, and they are in a good relationship. Their second child was born this year! Now my only wish is to earn more money so that I can help them support the family!” “You are a good father and a good grandfather,” Estelle admired the man. “I have no choice. Our family is not rich, so I have to work hard. Fortunately, although life is hard, my family members are healthy, and we live a happy life,” the driver said with his voice full of joy and satisfaction. Seeing the big smile on the driver’s wrinkled face in the rearview mirror, Estelle was touched and envied him so much. After experiencing so many misfortunes, she felt that happiness was also precious. **** When Estelle got home, she rang the doorbell. As soon as Mrs. Moorsum opened the door, Yohan ran over and threw himself into Estelle’s arms. “Mom, I miss you so much!”

Estelle hugged him and gently stroked his soft hair, asking, “I miss you too, Yohan. Who brought you back home?” “An uncle! He said he was Dad’s driver!” ‘Maybe it’s Ron,’ Estelle thought. “Where is Yvonne?” she asked. “She has drunk milk and is sleeping now!” Yohan pulled her and whispered in her ear, “Mom, Yvonne likes to sleep so much. Did she inherit this habit from you?” Hearing their conversation, Mrs. Moorsum grinned and said, “Miss Hudson, today, when Yohan asked me why Yvonne likes sleeping so much, I made a joke and said that Yvonne inherited the habit from her parents.” Hearing this, her words amused Estelle, “Then why does he think Yvonne inherited it from me rather than his dad?” she asked. Yohan then explained to her with his logic, “Because Dad is a superhero who is busy saving the world. He goes out before dawn and comes back very late at night every day. He doesn’t have time to sleep.” “Wow, logical explanation,” Estelle smiled and ruffled his hair. “Mom, the man we met at great-grandpa’s house today... is my dad, right?” “Yes.” “But shouldn’t he be together with you? Why was he with another woman?” Estelle didn’t know how to explain it to him. In her opinion, Yohan was too young to know what divorce was and what it meant. Sitting down on the sofa, Estelle gently put her arm around Yohan and said in a soft voice, “Yohan, in fact, your dad and I don’t necessarily have to be together all the time. But don’t worry. Both of us love you and Yvonne very much. By the way, you have a new dad now. He will also love you very much.” “My new dad?” Yohan asked. “Yes,” Estelle said. “You saw him once before, didn’t you?” Hearing this, Yohan was confused. He scratched his head and said, “But mom, the new dad I saw

before is the same person as the dad I met at my great-grandpa’s house. Mom, did Dad come back to see you secretly when the new dad was not at home?” Estelle was astonished and stiffened when hearing his words. “Yohan, are you sure the new dad you saw at home looks the same as the man you saw at your great-grandpa’s house?” After thinking carefully for a while, Yohan nodded and said firmly, “Yes, Mom. Although the new dad left in a hurry that day, and I didn’t see him clearly, I was sure that he looked the same as my dad!” Estelle’s face turned pale. “Mom, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” “I... I’m okay.” “But Mom, your face looks so pale. Are you hungry?” Yohan said, then hurriedly walked toward Mrs. Moorsum and pulled her apron gently. “Mrs. Moorsum, Mom is hungry. Could we have dinner early today?” Seeing his cute look, Mrs. Moorsum nodded repeatedly and said smilingly, “Okay, okay. I will cook for you right now!” “Thank you, Mrs. Moorsum! It’s so kind of you,” Yohan said in a sweet voice. Sitting on the sofa, Estelle was dumbfounded and couldn’t utter a word for a long time. Later, Rebecca called her. Estelle then told her what Yohan had said. After hearing her words, Rebecca pounded the table excitedly and drew a conclusion, “Estelle, we guessed right! Mr. Mysterious is Cristofer's twin brother, and they look exactly the same! It must be like this! There’s no other possibility!” Somehow, Estelle still felt that something was wrong. “Rebecca, could it be that Mr. Mysterious is...” “I know what you are thinking about. You are afraid that Mr. Mysterious is Cristofer, right?” “Yes.” “That’s impossible,” Rebecca said. “I’ve got more information from Justin these days. Although it may not be useful, it can indirectly prove that Mr. Mysterious is not Cristofer. Justin said that Cristofer never wears perfume and couldn’t stand the smell of any perfume. Once he wore perfume,

Cristofer even didn’t want to stay with him. On the contrary, Mr. Mysterious wears perfume every day and likes the smell of cologne very much, right?” “Yes, “Estelle replied to her. ‘Mr. Mysterious said that he likes the smell of orange and alcohol in cologne very much. And every time he comes to see me, I can smell the scent of his cologne.’ ‘As for Cristofer, he has never worn perfume since I knew him. Even the laundry detergent he uses is unperfumed.’ “What’s more, Mr. Mysterious differs from Cristofer in character. Mr. Mysterious is so gentle and considerate, but Cristofer is not. Mr. Mysterious will appear in time whenever you need him, while Cristofer won’t. When you had a hard time, when you needed money to pay the medical fees for your mother, Cristofer was enjoying his life with Gretchen,” Rebecca said. Hearing this, Estelle was silent for a long time. Her reason told her that Rebecca’s words made sense. And logically speaking, she should be happy that she finally knew Mr. Mysterious’ identity. But somehow, she had mixed feelings. ‘Maybe the reason why Mr. Mysterious doesn’t want to tell me his identity because he looks the same as Cristofer.’ ‘He’s afraid that I will recall the painful memories about the past between Cristofer and me when I see his face, so he only appears at night.’ “Estelle, there’s one thing I still can’t figure out. If Mr. Mysterious is Cristofer's brother, what is the tricky thing he’s been dealing with? Why can’t he tell you his true identity before he finishes dealing with it?” Rebecca said in confusion. Suddenly she patted her forehead and said with an expression of dawning comprehension, “I see! I know what it is!”