Serve No One This Life

Chapter 341 Who Is He

Chapter 341 Who Is He?

Christopher pushed open the door, and only then did he see Yaxley’s face.

He frowned. He fixed an intense gaze on Yaxley with a blend of confusion and evident hostility in his expression. Then, suddenly pointing at Yaxley, he exclaimed, “It’s you! You’re the man who was with Angela before!”

Fanny was taken aback. After carefully examining Yaxley from head to toe, she froze in her chair.

No wonder she didn’t recognize Yaxley. Yaxley’s appearance now was entirely different from when he was with Angela at the coffee shop!

Previously, Yaxley had been dressed casually, with his hair down, giving off a student–like appearance. However, at present, he was impeccably dressed in a suit.

Fanny vaguely recalled the moment when she fainted on the road. At that moment, Yaxley was dressed as a meticulous clite and took her to the hospital.

The difference in appearance was too drastic for her to realize it was the same person.

However, Christopher recognized him.

Fanny felt extremely conflicted, but her first instinct was to calm Christopher down.

Not only did she fail to recognize Yaxley, but it also appeared that Yaxley didn’t recognize her either.

Yaxley didn’t show any aversion toward her, as if he hadn’t seen her at the coffee shop. Even when Christopher caught Yaxley and Angela red–handed, she was right there.

Fanny briefly recalled that she had not said much in front of Christopher in order to maintain her image, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Whether it was Yaxley taking her to the hospital before or acknowledging their relationship that morning, it all pointed to the fact that Yaxley truly didn’t remember the incident when she was with Christopher.

Fanny had a thousand thoughts in her mind, but in reality, she figured it out in just a second.

After recognizing Yaxley, Christopher looked at him in shock. He then turned to Fanny.

Yaxley turned his gaze toward Christopher, his face devoid of any additional expression. He

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coldly inquired, “Do I know you? Do you know Angela?”

When Christopher mentioned Angela, Yaxley naturally assumed that the person was someone Angela knew. So, he casually asked.

Yaxley had a small issue since childhood–he generally wouldn’t remember people he wasn’t familiar with, and sometimes he even displayed symptoms of prosopagnosia. Consequently, most of the time, he immersed himself in his studies or researchi

“You!” Christopher glared at him fiercely. “Are you pretending not to remember? You were at the coffee shop with Angela before…”

“Christopher, don’t get agitated,” Fanny suddenly interrupted, standing up and using her eyes.

to calm him down.

“Fanny?” Christopher’s attention shifted to her, and he realized that Fanny was with Yaxley. “Fanny? Come with me!”

Upon hearing this, Fanny didn’t know what to say. She was worried that Yaxley would recall the incident when she and Christopher had caused trouble together.

Yaxley observed Fanny attentively. Unlike Christopher, who was visibly excited, Yaxley remained calm and composed, even softly inquiring. “Fanny, is he your friend?”

Fanny stood there stiffly, feeling flustered inside.

“Well, he is my friend,” she hesitated before responding to Yaxley but dared not look at Christopher. “He probably got the wrong private room.”

However, Christopher directly asked, “Fanny, I came to find you. Tell me, what were your doing with him?”

As soon as he said this, the faces of the other two people in the private room changed.

Fanny turned pale with worry and fear while Yaxley became displeased at being offended.

His intuition indicated that the person in front of him had a close connection with Fanny.

The atmosphere grew tense as Fanny remained silent, and the air seemed to thicken.

Unable to contain his frustration, Christopher took a step forward and reached for Fanny’s hand.

Startled, Fanny quickly withdrew her hand.

Christopher looked surprised and hurt. He gazed at Fanny in disbelief. “Fanny?”

He never expected Fanny to reject his touch.

Despite his inner anger, Christopher managed to maintain his composure, concerned about frightening Fanny.

He had never been harsh with her before, and he didn’t want to start now. He simply stared at her, waiting for a response.

Confused and puzzled, he restrained himself and approached Fanny again, gently pulling

her closer.

Fanny was suddenly yanked toward him, causing her arm to ache, and she let out a soft “um.” Yaxley swiftly intervened, pushing Christopher’s hand away and shielding Fanny behind him. Although Fanny had cut off Christopher earlier, Yaxley still recognized Christopher. This was because Christopher’s current anger mirrored their encounter at the coffee shop.

Truly, a clown always remains a clown, no matter the circumstance.

Observing Yaxley blocking Fanny behind him, Christopher lifted his hand, attempting to push Yaxley aside. However, Yaxley intercepted his move. Christopher angrily demanded, “What’s your game? Move!”

Yaxley coldly retorted, “Shouldn’t I be asking you that? You barged in and disrupted us. Are you trying to catch us in the act again?”

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His words dripped with sarcasm, and his actions were equally impolite as he forcefully pushed away Christopher’s hand.

Enraged, Christopher clenched his fist and struck out–his punch connected with Yaxley’s face, prompting Yaxley to retaliate without hesitation.

While Fanny was still processing the situation, the two men were already grappling with each

other.

Panicked, she attempted to intervene and halt their altercation. However, they paid no heed, causing her to be pushed to the ground.

She hit the floor hard, tears immediately welling up in her eyes.

Upon hearing her sobbing, the two combatants halted their fight and assisted her to her feet.

After Fanny stood up, she whispered something to Yaxley and then ushered Christopher out of the room.

Christopher assumed Fanny was willing to leave with him, a smug grin on his face as he provocatively glanced at Yaxley.

Yaxley furrowed his brow, lost in contemplation.

The two exited the room, with Christopher holding Fanny’s hand. Fanny pondered her words, allowing Christopher to lead the way.

Fanny took a few steps down the corridor before halting

Christopher attempted to continue walking with her, but Fanny stood her ground, staring at him intently.

“Fanny? What’s the matter? Are you still in pain?” Christopher suppressed the urge to mention Yaxley, planning to inquire further after returning with Fanny.

“Why are you here?” Fanny hesitated before speaking, sidestepping Christopher’s question and inquiring about his presence.

“I saw you ahead and grew concerned, so I followed to check on you,” Christopher explained.

“So, you were following me,” Fanny spoke softly, a tinge of sadness in her voice.

“I wasn’t…” Christopher was cut off by Fanny before he could finish. She continued, “You shouldn’t have intruded and disrupted us, Christopher…”

“Fanny, you used to affectionately call me Christopher. Why the sudden change?” Christopher gazed at Fammy in disbelief and asked, “Who on earth is he?”