After leaving the bar, Elaine stayed beside Christopher. He drank a little too much, stumbling as he walked. So, Elaine complained, "Since you already know it was just for a show, why do you still have to drink so much? It will only make you feel uncomfortable."
"A show? They're different from Shane. They're not gentlemen. If I don't drink, they won't let me go," Christopher said as he shook her off. "Alright, now go look for your lover. There's no need to pay attention to me."
"Don't be like this. At least, the child is still yours." Elaine gently held his arm. "You are the father of my child. No matter what, I still..."
"Go away." Christopher pushed her away. "I have nothing to do with you, and I don't care about the authenticity of the DNA report. But if you mention it again, I will let you die."
Christopher's gentleness completely disappeared. The hostility in his eyes was potent enough to kill. Elaine could have died on the spot.