Chapter 253. Who Was This Woman?

Before Cristelle could say something, Linford suddenly snapped, “Lana! Can you stop asking things and shut up for a while?”

Lana was startled. Her eyes went red immediately. She looked like she was about to cry.

“Don’t cry. Lana, I’m sorry. He’s short-tempered. I hope he didn’t scare you.” Cristelle stuttered, feeling bad for the poor girl.

Lana didn’t say anything as she dropped her gaze, sniffing. Linford treated her this way because he had given all his patience to Cristelle Friesley.

“You’re so sweet, Cristelle,” Lana murmured as if she was hurt.

Linford rolled his eyes as he got out of the car, holding the door of Cristelle’s side open. He held her hand as she got out of the car.

Linford Bradley was always the center of attention. Women’s eyes followed him as they walked down the street. Cristelle felt so embarrassed as she tucked her chin.

Linford suggested taking a photo with her when they arrived at the landmark of the village. He to