Caroline’s POV:
I called Charles immediately.I needed clarification for what I just heard on the news.
"Hello?" The voice was soft and feminine.
Definitely not Charles.
Even without asking for her name, a part of my mind was well aware of whom I was speaking with.
It was Nevaeh, the woman that was just announced on television as Charles’ future wife.
"Please give the phone to Charles."
My lips’ pursed and I fought to keep my voice calm.
"I’m sorry but I can’t do that right now.Charles is in the shower, so he won’t be able to speak with
you.I’m his fiancee, so you can tell me what you want and I will make sure he gets the message…"
The rest of her words faded away, a loud buzzing sound was the only thing I was cognizant of.
Blinking rapidly, I tried to calm myself but it was becoming a losing battle.
The possibility that Nevaeh was lying wasn’t lost on me.
She was probably trying to create a misunderstanding between Charles and I, but I also had to
seriously consider the fact that she might be telling the truth. For the past few days, I had been battling
insomnia.
Most nights I had to take sedatives before I was able to fall asleep.
Even when the sedatives worked and I slept off, my slumber was always restless and riddled with
nightmares.
And the worst part was, I was now using a higher dosage of the sedatives before it would have any
effect on me.
My symptoms didn’t end with the lack of sleep, unfortunately.I also had a case of severe migraines.
Not only that, but my stomach cramped a lot and the pain was so bad that I ended up retching on
several occasions.
But the Wilson Group was in a more difficult state than me.
The company was suffering from internal and external problems, so my health issues would have to be
ignored for the time being.
Simon called and asked me to meet him at the cafe.
After dabbing a concealer over the dark circles beneath my eyes, I pronounced myself ready to go.
Simon was already at the cafe, waiting for me.
He wore a dark suit and white shirt beneath it.
The suit brought out the color of his eyes and made him look more handsome His every move was
suave and elegant, precisely the type of quality most women sought in a man.
Eventually, I made my way to him and plopped into the seat across from him.
"I’m here now.What do you want to tell me?" I asked without preamble, irritation lacing my tone.
"Caroline, you seem to have lost a lot of weight.Have you been skipping your meals?"
Simon’s eyes were wide with concern.I looked away from him without answering.
Our coffee was served a few seconds later.
My stomach churned when I took a sip of my coffee.
A weary frown creased my forehead and I glanced at my wristwatch, "We have to go back to the
company and deal with work, so just get to the point."
Simon paused with the cup halfway to his mouth.
A wry smile twisted his lips.
"Caroline, do we have to be like this? I know I did something wrong before…"
"As I said, I have never blamed you.If you don’t have anything else to say, then I’ll be on my way," I
interrupted Simon in a low voice and stood up to leave.
"Caroline! Charles is about to marry another woman.He will abandon you again for the sake of
business interests.Such a man doesn’t deserve your love at all,"
Simon declared anxiously, his firm grip trapping my hand in his.I shook his hand off and sat back in the
chair.
The corners of my mouth curled up in a bitter smile as I clenched my fists tightly.
It was a good thing I was sitting down because the force of the pain that hit my heart like a speeding
truck would have knocked me off my feet.
"This is between me and him.It has nothing to do with you."
My voice was very even, not a single trace of the pain I felt evident in my tone.
"Caroline, don’t you understand? It doesn’t matter whether he will really marry this unknown woman or
not.You will always have to fight for his attention with other women.When you left him a year ago, he
was left unsatisfied, and that’s why he is being kind and doing everything he can to get you back.But
once you are in his pocket, of what value will you be to him?"
"Enough! Stop it!"
His words rubbed salt in my wound and I just couldn’t listen to one more word.
But I shut him up too late.His words had already hit that mark and I was left bleeding from the force of
their hit.
The tears I had been staving off rushed forward and I had to close my eyes tightly to keep from
bursting into tears in the cafe.
All the tenderness and love we shared turned out to be nothing but a farce.
I sucked in a sharp breath, anger and betrayal surging up in my veins.
"Caroline, are you crying for that bastard?"
A warm hand suddenly touched my face, his voice was gentle with restraint.
Subconsciously, I turned my face away to avoid his hand it has nothing to do with you…"
Before I could complete my sentence, I saw something move in the corner of my eyes.
The figure attracted my attention and I tilted my head to get a better view.
Storming towards us, looking absolutely livid, was Charles.
It occurred to me to push Simon away from me, but before I could do it, Simon’s shoulder was pushed
into the table forcefully.
Simon landed with a loud grunt, but Charles wasn’t done yet.
He reared back and punched Simon square in the face.
The move was so sudden that Simon had no time to protect himself.
His head snapped to the side forcefully and he staggered back from the strength of Charles’ hit.
Simon crashed into the partition behind him, and it splintered into several pieces as Simon tried to
regain his footing.
The terrified screams of the customers failed to deter Charles who was still advancing on Simon, his
face clouded over with anger.
"Stop!"
I shouted, panic making my voice higher.
Charles didn’t stop.
Over and over, he punched Simon without any ounce of mercy.
Battered, bruised and with blood rolling down his split lip, Simon looked like he would have fallen to the
floor if it wasn’t for Charles’ stranglehold on his shirt.
I had no idea where Simon got the burst of energy from, but he was able to steady himself long enough
to punch Charles on the jaw.
The customers at the cafe whistled and encouraged them with their sounds, clearly enjoying the show.
None of them made an attempt to stop Charles and Simon.
I rushed forward and grabbed Charles’s arms.
"Charles, stop!"
Charles’ arms were made of brick wall.He neither heard my screams nor did his body register my
attempts to stop his brutal actions.
I literally bounced off his back and nearly lost my balance as I stumbled.I would have hit the edge of the
table if it wasn’t for Charles.
Somehow, he had been aware of my presence long enough to realize that I was about to hit the table.
His hand grabbed my elbow and he pulled me back to his embrace.
"Are you crazy? Why did you rush into the middle of our fight?"
Charles reprimanded me loudly, the veins on his forehead bulging.
The last sentence had barely left his mouth when Simon ran towards Charles and punched him in the
face.
Charles didn’t try to dodge the punch and he ended up with a bruised face as well.
The two of them looked battered, with Simon looking a little worse than Charles.
My lips thinned and ! grabbed my bag before marching out of the cafe.
"Charles, let go of me!" I snapped when Charles grabbed my wrist and stopped me from leaving on my
as torme Instead of releasing me, charles tightened his hold on my wrist and stormed out of the cafe.
When it came to a matter of strength, I was no match for Charles.
Even though I struggled, I had no choice but to amble after Charles as he dragged me along.
Charles didn’t stop his furious march until we were at his car.
Suddenly, he turned me to face him and scowled at me.
"Let you go? Are you having an affair with Simon?".
"What are you talking about? An affair? Simon and I are talking about business!"
I was so angry that I felt dizzy and struggled out of his arms.
Charles sneered in disgust.
"I saw it with my own eyes.He touched your face and kissed you.But now I can’t even touch you?"
His accusation wreaked havoc on my system.
Anger and incredulity surged within me, but before I could explain how ridiculous his words were, my
stomach twisted savagely and my world spun as a truly awful feeling spread through my body I
struggled out of his arms, bent down and vomited violently.
My appetite in the past few days were non-existent.
Most days, I couldn’t summon up the will to eat, and on the days I managed to eat something, I ended
up vomiting it all out.
It felt like my internal organs were trying to shove their way out through my throat.
Even on the days I had a hangover, I didn’t feel this bad.
A bottle of water appeared in my face all of a sudden.
I accepted the bottle of water from Charles with a grateful sigh.
I chugged down the water after washing the after taste of vomit out of my mouth.
Thankfully, the nausea receded somewhat.
"You… What nonsense are you talking about? When did he kiss me?"
"I saw it with my own eyes!"
Charles grabbed my chin and lifted my face.His eyes were full of jealousy.
"When you were with me, did you actually think of him all the time?"
I slapped his face hard and clenched my teeth even as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Charles, aren’t you going to marry Nevaeh? Why do you still care who I am with?"
"Damn it! That news was made up by the reporters.Nevaeh and I…"
I harrumphed loudly, cutting his words off.
"Why are there always so many women around you? I’m really tired of having to deal with the constant
stream of women.I don’t want to be in a relationship with you anymore! I just want to get the Wilson
Group back on track.I don’t have the energy to think about anything else."
I pushed Charles away, got out of the car, slammed the door and left.
When I got home, I threw my bag aside, curled up on the sofa and cried out my sorrow.
The sense of nausea that had been suppressed for a long time swept over me again.I rushed into the
bathroom and began vomiting again.I even spat out blood.
The moment I stood up, a wave of dizziness hit me and I nearly collapsed.
This was getting worse.
I couldn’t afford to collapse at such a critical time.I had no other option than to go for a check-up
tomorrow.
The next morning, I received a call from Asta.
"Miss Wilson, the Moore Group agreed to invest one hundred million dollars in our company, but it will
be a drop in the bucket.We still have a huge financial gap."
I rubbed my heavy head and said, "If the company can’t be saved, we can only cash out reasonably."
"But if we cash out, the Moore Group will definitely find out about it."
Asta reminded me.
"It doesn’t matter.I’ll handle them.Just do as I said."
After hanging up the phone, I freshened up briefly and went to the hospital alone.
"Miss Wilson, congratulations.You are pregnant," the doctor said with a smile.
"Doctor, are you sure I’m pregnant?"
Slowly, I pressed trembling fingers against my stomach.It was still flat and hard.I found it hard to
believe that a baby could be growing in there.
"Yes.But you are not in a good state of health right now.And you compounded the issue by using a lot
of sedatives.I’m afraid this will negatively affect the baby."
The doctor placed the medical report in front of me, a rather grim expression on his face.
My mind went blank, fear blanketing me.I lurched forward and grabbed the doctor’s arm anxiously.
"Doctor, this baby… Can you save it?"
"I’m sorry but I can’t answer that question right now.I still need to do a few more tests before we can be
certain."
I left the hospital in a daze, the world nothing but a blur behind my chaotic mind.
A year ago, my joy of impending motherhood had been spatched from me when the baby in my womb
turned into a pool of blood and was lost from my body.
Would the same thing happen again a year later? As soon as I entered the house, I heard Charles’
deep voice behind me.
"Caroline."
My hand on the doorknob paused midair.
Slowly, I turned around to look at the person behind me, and I couldn’t help feeling embittered at the
sight of his face.
"Why are you here?"
"I’m here to see you.Caroline, I understand that you want to get the Wilson Group back, but
considering the current situation of the Wilson Group, it would be better if you declare bankruptcy so
that you will be able keep some core assets.".
Anger surged through me as I glared at Charles’ handsome face.
"That’s my choice to make, not yours.You want me to give up the Wilson Group? No way! Don’t think
that I don’t know what you are planning.I will never give up until the end," I said coldly but firmly.
Having said my piece, I turned around and pushed the door open.I slammed the door shut and stormed
into the house.
But before the door closed, Charles quickly blocked it with his arm and forced his way into the house.
"Caroline, don’t be impulsive.The best option is to declare bankruptcy.".
Charles’ hoarse voice was full of worry, but I only felt ironic.He was going to marry another woman, yet
here he was still pretending to care about me.
The thought of him being with another woman made me nauseous.
Dots appeared behind my closed lids and I shuddered violently.
le more seci As tight as I could, I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the door, trying to relieve
the sudden dizziness, Charles’ body heat enveloped me as he hugged me.
"Are you okay? I’ll take you to the hospital."
"No, thanks."
I refused, but he simply picked me up and said, "You are going to the hospital for examination."
I wanted to struggle, but Charles only held me more securely.
Thinking on my feet, I offered the only explanation that would stop him in his tracks.
"I’ve already been to the hospital and the doctor ran some tests on me."
Charles stopped and looked down at me.
"What did the doctor say?"
Thinking of the pregnancy test report in my bag, I was at a loss.I looked away and didn’t dare to look at
Charles.
"There is nothing wrong with me.Put me down first."
I didn’t want to tell Charles about my pregnancy, and it was meaningless to say it now.
"Show me the test result," Charles demanded, his eyes boring holes into me.
"No…"
"Since the test report states that there is nothing wrong with you, then you shouldn’t have a problem
showing it to me,"
Charles carried me to the sofa and pinned me in his arms.
I bit my lips and said nothing.
It happened in an instant.
One moment, Charles was glaring down at me and demanding I show him the test result, the next
second, he was turning his head to look at my hand clutching the bag.
Before I could react, my bag was opened and the ultrasound result was in his hand.
"Are you pregnant?"
Charles muttered after a long pause.
His voice was hoarse, full of surprise and joy.I stared at his face and couldn’t tell whether his reaction
was real or fake.
When I thought of the phone call Nevaeh answered for him and the rumors flying around that he was
going to marry her, I became very bitter and angry.
Rage filled me and I wanted to get my pound of flesh.
Why should Charles be happy when his actions had left me shattered?
"This baby… It’s not yours.It’s Simon’s."
"What did you say? Say it again!"
The joy on Charles’s face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold expression in an instant.His voice
was like a roar of thunder.
Even though he stayed still above me, it was impossible to miss the blazing anger in his eyes.
"You heard me the first time."
My eyes never wavered from his.
Without another word, Charles turned around and stormed out of the house, and the resounding bang
of the door he slammed on his way out was the only sound I could hear in my head for a long while.
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