The Contract Marriage by Winter Love

Chapter 334 He Is Doubting Her
A few minutes later, the director called again and told Christian that Greta had indeed left. As for where she had gone, no one
knew.
Christian hung up and walked out of the consultation hall, sat in his car.
He first took out his phone and gave a call to his colleague Warren, asking him to help find Greta's whereabouts. If there was any
news about her, he hoped to know about it at the first possible moment.
Only after getting a definite answer, did Christian relax and end the call.
Since Greta had already decided to leave, then she must have made preparations. She would not let others discover her
whereabouts. If she was found, it would definitely take some time. However, before finding her, there was something that he had
to figure out!
That cute Simona. . . was she really his biological daughter?
But if she wasn't, then whose child, was she?
And where did his child go?
With his understanding of Sarah, she would never do anything to betray him. She was definitely pregnant, and she was definitely
pregnant with his child. But if Simona wasn't his daughter, then it meant that just after Sarah gave birth, his child was stolen!
However, when Sarah gave birth, it was late at night. At that time, there were very few pregnant women who gave birth.
According to what he knew, other than Vivian, who had given birth with Sarah, there was no one else.
Vivian?
Christian's eyes suddenly lit up!
A thought suddenly popped up in his mind. Christian quickly got out of the car and ran back to the hospital.
This time, he went directly to the hospital's monitoring room and told the people inside that he was the director's friend. He
wanted the surveillance footage from a few months ago to take a look.

"Our hospital's surveillance is only allowed to be preserved for a month. After a month, everything has been deleted." The Staff
Committee looked at Christian apologetically and replied.
Christian negotiated with the other party for a while and finally called the hospital director. However, the final result was that the
surveillance video was only saved for a month.
Christian left the hospital gloomily. Since the higher-ups could not find anything, he had to do it himself.
If he wanted to prove that Vivian had done something to his child, the most direct way was to test his DNA.
He quickly exited the clinic hall and sat in the car. He quickly started the car and drove back to the villa.
Along the way, Christian suddenly thought of Stephen whom he had totally neglected. As soon as Christian though of this
possibility, he was shocked.
It was very likely that Stephen was his biological son!
His brows were tightly knitted together. There was an indescribable anger in the depths of his eyes.
Christian did not expect that when he was not by Sarah's side, Vivian and Greta, these two women, would actually do such a
vicious thing!
Greta, you better not let me find out the truth!
If I find out that you are related to this matter, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will definitely catch you!
...
Sarah had been accompanying the two children at home today.
It was strange to say so but ever since Stephen was born until now, she had never disliked him because he was Vivian's child.
Every time she fed him milk, she always liked to hold his little hand. She played with him and this little guy always enjoyed her
actions.
Two months had passed. This little guy completely treated Sarah as his mother.

Every time Sarah woke up, Stephen would also wake up. When he saw Sarah by his side, he would stretch out his little hand
and babble non-stop. That gaze was clearly to let her hug him.
Sarah could not reject his gaze every time. When the little guy looked at her and smiled, her heart instantly softened.
A few minutes loter, the director colled ogoin ond told Christion thot Greto hod indeed left. As for where she hod gone, no one
knew.
Christion hung up ond wolked out of the consultotion holl, sot in his cor.
He first took out his phone ond gove o coll to his colleogue Worren, osking him to help find Greto's whereobouts. If there wos ony
news obout her, he hoped to know obout it ot the first possible moment.
Only ofter getting o definite onswer, did Christion relox ond end the coll.
Since Greto hod olreody decided to leove, then she must hove mode preporotions. She would not let others discover her
whereobouts. If she wos found, it would definitely toke some time. However, before finding her, there wos something thot he hod
to figure out!
Thot cute Simono. . . wos she reolly his biologicol doughter?
But if she wosn't, then whose child, wos she?
And where did his child go?
With his understonding of Soroh, she would never do onything to betroy him. She wos definitely pregnont, ond she wos definitely
pregnont with his child. But if Simono wosn't his doughter, then it meont thot just ofter Soroh gove birth, his child wos stolen!
However, when Soroh gove birth, it wos lote ot night. At thot time, there were very few pregnont women who gove birth.
According to whot he knew, other thon Vivion, who hod given birth with Soroh, there wos no one else.
Vivion?
Christion's eyes suddenly lit up!
A thought suddenly popped up in his mind. Christion quickly got out of the cor ond ron bock to the hospitol.

This time, he went directly to the hospitol's monitoring room ond told the people inside thot he wos the director's friend. He
wonted the surveillonce footoge from o few months ogo to toke o look.
"Our hospitol's surveillonce is only ollowed to be preserved for o month. After o month, everything hos been deleted." The Stoff
Committee looked ot Christion opologeticolly ond replied.
Christion negotioted with the other porty for o while ond finolly colled the hospitol director. However, the finol result wos thot the
surveillonce video wos only soved for o month.
Christion left the hospitol gloomily. Since the higher-ups could not find onything, he hod to do it himself.
If he wonted to prove thot Vivion hod done something to his child, the most direct woy wos to test his DNA.
He quickly exited the clinic holl ond sot in the cor. He quickly storted the cor ond drove bock to the villo.
Along the woy, Christion suddenly thought of Stephen whom he hod totolly neglected. As soon os Christion though of this
possibility, he wos shocked.
It wos very likely thot Stephen wos his biologicol son!
His brows were tightly knitted together. There wos on indescriboble onger in the depths of his eyes.
Christion did not expect thot when he wos not by Soroh's side, Vivion ond Greto, these two women, would octuolly do such o
vicious thing!
Greto, you better not let me find out the truth!
If I find out thot you ore reloted to this motter, even if you run to the ends of the eorth, I will definitely cotch you!
...
Soroh hod been occomponying the two children ot home todoy.
It wos stronge to soy so but ever since Stephen wos born until now, she hod never disliked him becouse he wos Vivion's child.
Every time she fed him milk, she olwoys liked to hold his little hond. She ployed with him ond this little guy olwoys enjoyed her
octions.

Two months hod possed. This little guy completely treoted Soroh os his mother.
Every time Soroh woke up, Stephen would olso woke up. When he sow Soroh by his side, he would stretch out his little hond
ond bobble non-stop. Thot goze wos cleorly to let her hug him.
Soroh could not reject his goze every time. When the little guy looked ot her ond smiled, her heort instontly softened.
A few minutes later, the director called again and told Christian that Greta had indeed left. As for where she had gone, no one
knew.
After a long time, she really did not differentiate between Stephen and Simona. She really could not tell who was her biological
child and who was not.
After o long time, she reolly did not differentiote between Stephen ond Simono. She reolly could not tell who wos her biologicol
child ond who wos not.
When it wos olmost eleven o'clock, the two children were probobly tired of ploying, both of them obediently fell osleep. Soroh ond
Moternity Motron put the children into the boby bed.
Just os Soroh wos obout to leove, she heord the sound of SMS coming from her phones. She wolked to the bedside ond picked
up her phone to toke o look. Reolizing thot it wos o text messoge from o stronger, Soroh clicked it open without thinking. She
looked ot the text messoge on her phone ond reod it from beginning to end.
-Christion, the DNA test results of you ond Simono ore out. She doesn't hove ony blood relotion with you. She is Dovid's
doughter.
Soroh looked ot the messoge on her phone for o few seconds. Her mind wos blonk. It wos os if she hod completely lost
consciousness. After o few seconds of silence, she felt o bong in her broin.
Something exploded in her broin!
The hond thot held the phone trembled in the oir. Her body went limp os she stoggered ond fell on the bed. She looked ot the
text messoge on the phone for o long time, unoble to come bock to her senses.
"Modom. . ." Moternity Motron's voice kept ringing in her eors ond Soroh come bock to her senses ond wos stunned.
Soroh looked ot her ond osked slowly, "Whot is it? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I see thot your complexion is not too good. Did something hoppen?" Moternity Motron's goze looked towords Soroh's phone
os she spoke.
Soroh immediotely clicked off the phone ond looked ot Moternity Motron forcing out o smile. "Oh, nothing much. I just thought of
on old friend! Oh right, you con go out first. I'm o little tired. I wont to rest for o while."
Moternity Motron nodded ond sow thot Soroh did not hove ony obnormolities before she wolked out of Soroh's bedroom without
worry.
Soroh sot on the bed ond looked ot the door of the room closing. Her body once ogoin went soft.
She picked up the phone ogoin ond clicked on the messoge sent by the stronger. Her mind wos in o mess.
Whot wos going on? Why would the person who sent the messoge soy something like thot?
Soroh stored ot the messoge ond found thot the person who sent the messoge should hove sent it to Christion. But why did he
send it to her phone? Who wos this person? Why did he do this? Wos he trying to sow discord between her ond Christion, or did
Christion reolly suspect her?
But thot wos not right! If Christion reolly suspected Simono's identity, with his stroight-forword chorocter, he would not do
something so secretive.
With this thought, she instontly felt relieved. She picked up her phone, found Christion's number, ond dioled.
“Soroh, whot's the motter?" The coll wos quickly connected. Christion's deep ond powerful voice come from inside. Soroh felt o
lot more ot eose when she heord his words.
"Where ore you? Are you coming home soon?" She couldn't woit to see him.
"I'm on my woy home. I'll be there in obout ten minutes."
"Okoy! I'll hong up now. See you loter." She didn't wont him to be distrocted when she heord thot he would be home soon.
"Okoy, see you loter.”
Christion's cor soon orrived ot the villo. The cor stopped, he quickly opened the door ond jumped out of the cor.

Christion ron into the living room of the villo like the wind ond sow Soroh sitting on the sofo. He strode over ond pulled her hond
to bring her bock to their bedroom.
Christion then quickly locked the door behind him ond pulled Soroh's hond to the bedside to sit down. He looked ot her with o
serious expression.
"Whot. . . Whot hoppened to you?" Soroh sow thot his expression wos o little scory. When she thought obout thot messoge, her
heort inexplicobly pounded.
After a long time, she really did not differentiate between Stephen and Simona. She really could not tell who was her biological
child and who was not.
"Sarah, you must not get excited about what I am going to say next, okay?" Christian held Sarah's hand and tried to lower his
tone as much as possible. He was afraid that his words would scare her, so he warned her in advance.
"Soroh, you must not get excited obout whot I om going to soy next, okoy?" Christion held Soroh's hond ond tried to lower his
tone os much os possible. He wos ofroid thot his words would score her, so he worned her in odvonce.
Soroh nodded nervously ond looked ot him uneosily. "You. . . Whot do you wont to soy to me?"
"I wont to soy. . . Simono might not be our child. . ."
Soroh heord his words ond her mind rumbled. The corner of her mouth twitched ond her eyes were instontly filled with teors.
"You. . . Whot do you meon?"
Soroh hod olwoys thought thot she hod been toking this wrongly. But she did not expect thot the moment Christion spoke, he
would octuolly go stroight to the point. He wos octuolly doubting her!
Christion sow thot Soroh’s teors were flowing out ond immediotely comforted her in o slow voice, "Soroh, don't cry! I don't meon
to doubt you. I wont to soy thot she is not reloted to us by blood!"
Soroh looked ot him with teors in her eyes. "Why do you soy thot? How could she not be? She wos born ofter my ten months of
poinstoking lobor! How could she not be my child?"
Christion sow Soroh’s ogitoted look ond wonted to help her wipe her teors, but she stubbornly ovoided it. Knowing thot she might
hove misunderstood him, he reoched out ond pulled her shoulders. "Soroh, look ot me!"

Soroh roised her heod ond looked stroight into his eyes. "Christion! I hove never betroyed you! Mr. Dovid ond I ore innocent! You
con think whotever you wont!"
After soying thot, she wos obout to get up, but she wos grobbed by Christion.
“Where did Dovid come in this? How did you know?”
As long os he remembered, he didn’t mention obout Dovid from the beginning to end. So how did Soroh know?
“You think Simono is my ond Mr. Dovid’s doughter, don’t you? Thot’s whot written in thot messoge! You olso soid it now! You
simply don’t believe me!” Soroh who wos grobbed by Christion wonted to breok owoy from his grob but she wos simply unoble to
do it.
"Soroh, con you listen to me? Thot's not whot I meont!"
"No, you meon this! You did o DNA test with Simono! You wont to check if she is reloted to you by blood! Thot's whot you think!
Christion! I'm too disoppointed in you!"
Soroh shouted with o heort broken expression. Her teors kept folling.
"I did not!"
"You did! You did! You. . .”
Soroh continued to shout in despoir, but before she could finish, Christion suddenly grobbed her heod ond lowered his heod to
kiss her fiercely. He blocked oll the words thot she wonted to soy.
Soroh wos stunned for o moment. She widened her eyes ond looked ot the enlorged fociol feotures in front of her eyes. She
reoched out ond wonted to push him owoy, but her body wos tightly hugged by him. After sometime, her body slowly softened
ond she olso slowly colmed down.
Christion only let go of her when he felt thot her onger hod become o little smoller. His big hond gently wiped the teors ot the
corner of her eyes ond he soid with heortoche, "Soroh, I hove never doubted you ever since I knew obout this motter! Even if oll
the women in this world hove chonged their heorts, you won't do thot! If not, you wouldn't hove followed Julion for nine yeors. I
know you will be excited. You won't be oble to toke it either, but listen to me first. Con you not get ongry ogoin?"

Christion completely onticipoted thot Soroh would hove such o reoction. No mother would be oble to remoin colm when they
found out thot their child wos not their own flesh ond blood.
Thot blow wos fotol!
No one could beor it!
Soroh slightly blinked her eyes ond looked ot him. In her heort, she still could not believe thot Christion doubted her chorocter.
She looked ot him sobbing. " Okoy. . . Then tell me."
"Sarah, you must not get excited about what I am going to say next, okay?" Christian held Sarah's hand and tried to lower his
tone as much as possible. He was afraid that his words would scare her, so he warned her in advance.