Caroline’s Pov:
When I returned to my office, Elena handed me a package.
"There’s a package here for you, Miss Wilson."
"Who is it from?"I asked casually.
"No clue.The sender info on the waybill has been blurred out," she answered.
Upon opening the package, I saw a stack of documents inside.
I picked them up to take a closer look, and my heart stopped when I realized what they were.
I frowned and said, "Elena, why don’t you step outside and close the door for me, please?"
Elena complied and I was now alone in the office.I held my breath while reading through the
documents carefully.
The longer I read through them, the faster my heart beat.
It was a record of accounting loopholes when my father was in charge of the Wilson Group.
In order to develop the company to its present scale, it was understandable that something fishy had
happened in the accounting of our books.
But seeing all of this evidence gathered together was quite shocking to say the least.
Just then, my phone rang.I was taken aback by the ringtone.I had to pat my chest just to calm myself
down.
Adam’s name appeared on the screen.
I took a deep breath before answering the phone.
"Hello."
"Have you received the documents I sent you, Caroline?"
The sound of his voice was ominous.
Cold sweat trickled down my back.I tightened my grip on the phone, but I was able to maintain my
composure somehow.
"I didn’t expect that you’d be able to gather all of this, Adam," I replied.
"Impressive, huh? I have more evidence in my arsenal.If you want to see some more, I can send them
your way," he responded confidently.
I pulled a long face and asked, "What do you want?"
"What else would I want? I want to take revenge on you, of course! My legs are broken, and I lost every
God damned share I had! Did you really believe that just because I’ve lost everything I’m no longer a
threat to you? Caroline, my dear niece, you are far too naive.You’re just as dumb as your father!"
Adam broke into a maniacal laughter.
"Tomorrow morning, drop by the club near the Wilson Group and meet up with me.I have something
interesting to show you.If you refuse to meet with me, I’ll send the backup documents to the reporters."
I clenched my fists and answered in a calmer tone, "Fine.I’ll meet you there."
After the phone call, I rested my hands on the desk.
My chest heaved up and down in anger.
It took a few minutes before I was able to calm down.
That evening, my car pulled over in front of the villa.
Just, as I was about to open the door and disembark from the car, I saw a familiar face walking over to
my car.
The streetlight lit up the smile on his face and made him look even gentler.
"You’re back.Why are you so late?" he asked.
"What are you doing here?"
I was too tired to say anything more to him, so I just walked straight to the villa.
When I passed him by, he grabbed my wrist and prevented me from breaking away.
But he made sure not to hold me too tightly.
"Change into your slippers, will you?"
Charles helped me sit on the small stool by the door, bent over, and took out a pair of slippers from the
shoe cabinet.
Then, he held my ankle and gently took off my shoes.He was so cautious with every move he made.
"I can do it myself." I tried to retract my leg, but he was holding me too firmly.
"Don’t move.It’ll be done soon."
Once he was done putting the slippers on my feet, he helped me stand up, and then he walked to the
kitchen.
"Dinner is ready.I’m sure you’re pretty hungry by now.Go wash your hands.".
As I approached the kitchen, the smell of broth wafted into my nose.
It didn’t reek of grease or smoke at all.I heaved a sigh of relief.
Because I was pregnant, the strong odor of food was enough to make me vomit.
It was exhausting having to deal with something like that, so I hnd grown cautious of it.
"Charles, what are you…"
Charles stood behind me, crossed his arms, leaned against the door, and looked at me with raised
eyebrows.
"Do you need my help?"
Before I could refuse, he grabbed my hands.He held me from behind and interlocked his fingers with
mine.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get rid of his hands.He pinched the ring finger of my left hand,
rubbing it for a second.
"Where’s your ring? Did you lose it?"
"I threw it away!" I said in a fit of annoyance.
Charles fell silent for a moment before he sighed, "I’ll buy you another one."
"Who cares about your stupid ring? Buy it for the one you’re going to marry!"
Tears welled up in my eyes.I balled up the towel in my hand, threw it at his face, and then I ran out of
the kitchen in a huff.
Charles took out the broth and salad, and served them on the dining table.
Despite the fact that the food didn’t make me sick, seeing these dishes didn’t whet my appetite.
As I held a spoon and stared at the broth, I felt disheartened.
"No appetite? Or do you want me to feed you?"
Charles scooped up a spoonful of broth, put it into his mouth, and leaned closer to me.I realized what
he was about to do, so I put my hand on his mouth.
"Are you insane? That’s disgusting!"
"Then eat it yourself."
Truthfully, I wasn’t in the mood to eat, because I knew that I’d just vomit it a few hours later.
But if I didn’t eat anything, I would starve.
After pondering on it, I decided to put vegetables into my bowl and began eating.
Suddenly, a spoon was placed before my lips.
"It’s delicious.Try it."
I took the spoon from his hand and tried it like he said.
The bitter taste in my mouth was diluted immediately.
"If you like it, have some more.Otherwise, your body won’t be able to bear the pregnancy, and the baby
inside your womb won’t get enough nutrition," Charles remarked.
I scoffed at him, continued to eat the broth, and decided to ignore him.
Soon, I ate more than half of the bowl.
Then, I put down the bowl and sighed with satisfaction.I had no idea if it was because of the fact that it
didn’t smell greasy nor smoky, but I had a really good meal tonight.
The feeling of having a full stomach and the sense of security I felt at this moment made me want to
cry.
"Go sit on the sofa and relax.I’ll clear the table."
Charles stood up and went into the kitchen, carrying the tableware.
Meanwhile, I sat on the sofa, listening the sound of running water coming from the kitchen.
At this moment, I felt conflicted.I had told Charles that this baby was Simon’s, and yet he didn’t seem to
care about that fact.
Based on his personality, he normally would have severed all ties with me by now.
‘Is he planning to imprison me and threaten me with the baby just like before?’ I caressed my belly,
feeling a pang in my heart.Having leaned on the sofa for a long time, I soon felt drowsy.
A steady sound of footsteps reached my ears.I wanted to open my eyes but failed due to the fact that I
felt so sleepy.I felt a pair of strong hands pick me up, carry me to the bedroom, and gently placed me
on the bed.
Then, I felt a warm, soft touch on my forehead.
"Good night, Caroline."
The next morning, a noisy ringtone resonated in the room, waking me up from my dream.I was so
annoyed that I turned over, trying to ignore the ringing phone.
Unexpectedly, I bumped into something hard.
Realizing that something was amiss, I opened my eyes, only to see someone’s muscular pecs.I held
my breath, staring at the face of the person beside me.
At this moment, Charles slowly opened his eyes.
He still appeared to be sleepy.He placed his hand around my waist and pulled me into his arms.
"Sleep a little longer," he said in a hoarse voice.
Gently, he rubbed his chin against my hair.
"Charles, your phone is ringing."
I wasn’t in the state of mind to think of why Charles was sleeping next to me.
When I looked at the name on the screen, I got upset and pushed him away.
Charles opened his eyes, held my hand, and took the phone.
"Hello?"
"Charles, what took you so long to answer the phone? Is it because I called you too early? Aren’t you
up yet? I seem to recall that you don’t usually get up this late."
Nevaeh’s cheerful voice resonated from the phone.She spoke to him so intimately.
Charles asked, "What’s up?"
His voice sounded like he was growing impatient.
I scoffed and thought, ‘Isn’t he planning to marry her? Why does he bother pretending like he’s keeping
distance from her?’
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.I kicked him hard, lifted the quilt, and attempted to
get up from the bed.
But because I stood up so swiftly, I got a headrush and had to sit back on the bed.
Charles helped me up and asked, "Hey… are you feeling dizzy again? Be careful, okay?"
"I’m fine." I rested on the bed for a few more moments before getting up and going to the bathroom.
I was stunned to hear a woman’s voice over the phone, and my face turned grim.I initially thought that
Caroline would’ve broken up with Charles by now.
But judging from the way they talked, it sounded like they slept together last night.
"What do you want from me?" Charles’ voice became colder.
"I just need a moment to talk to you.Charles, I’ve told my father about the money.He said that it’s not a
small amount and that he wants to meet you to talk to you about the investment in depth.Besides, it’s
been so long since he last saw you.You know, my father has always admired you.Back when we were
kids, he often joked that he wanted you to be his son-in-law."
Thinking that Caroline might be with Charles, I tried my best to speak in a sweeter voice.
"The sooner we meet, the better," he replied.
Right after that, he ended the call without hesitation.
I snorted and immediately booked two tickets to New York for tomorrow afternoon.I also told major
media outlets that Charles and I were going to get married soon.
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