Chapter 22. Not a Very Happy Birthday

Cristine’s POV

I heard the murmurs of some guests when they saw him. Even my mother was shocked. I saw the sudden change of mood in my father upon seeing him.

I immediately pulled Aron a few meters away from the party.

“What are you doing here? How did you find out that I’m here?”

He raised his right hand, where he was holding a gift bag. He was smiling, and that made me more annoyed.

“I’m here to celebrate with you. I brought your father a gift. And for your second question, I saw your posts on Facebook and you actually tagged the location,” he answered.

My lips parted upon realizing that I had posted the photos in public. And besides, I didn’t know that he would see it that quickly because he was not my Facebook friend.

“You’re stalking me, aren’t’ you?” I crossed my arms above my chest.

He smirked and tilted his head while looking at me.

“Obviously, yes. And why are you mad? I just want to wish your father a happy birthday.”