Nevaeh’s POV:
Charles hadn’t called me to ask about the news report yet, nor had he asked me to testify and clarify
the matter.I found it strange, but I didn’t want to be reckless and make him think that I was scheming
something.
Thus, I decided to invite Caroline to meet me at a cafe.
She was now sitting across me, wearing a simple light-colored dress, her long hair falling down over
her shoulders.
Despite looking a little bit pale, she was as lovely as ever.
Though it pained me to admit this, I wasn’t as pretty as her.I gritted my teeth, tightening my grip on my
cup of coffee as jealousy clouded my heart.
But pretty soon, I felt relieved.
The news that Charles and I were about to get married along with the rumors that had been circulating
about us, many people would certainly buy that we were really a couple.
Caroline, on the other hand, was just the woman that Charles had abandoned.
In the public eye, she suffered a complete defeat against me.
She cast me an indifferent glance and said, "Miss Greem, get to the point.I’m sure you didn’t invite me
here just for coffee."
"I just want to tell you that there’s nothing going on between me and Charles.I recently heard that
you’ve had a fight, and I’m hoping that I didn’t affect your relationship in any way.Even though Charles
has expressed his intention to marry me before, it’s a thing of the past.Please don’t get him wrong."
I had been observing Caroline’s reaction while I was speaking, trying to see a trace of sadness or pain
on her face.
But to my surprise, Caroline remained calm the whole time.
She was just sipping her coffee, listening to me intently.
"Go on.Is there anything else you want to tell me?" she said.
She gestured her hand at me and added, "I’m all ears."
As I stared at her listless face, I couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.
So, I handed her the paper bag and continued, "This is the shirt I borrowed from Charles that day.I’ve
already washed it clean.Caroline, believe me, I just borrowed it."
She took the paper bag from me, raising her eyebrows.
"Since you already knew that Charles and I had a fight, what’s the point of giving me his shirt? Are you
just trying to make me confirm that this is indeed his shirt?"
The smile on my face disappeared as I awkwardly tried to reason my way out of this.
"No, I, um… I really asked you Qut here so that I can clear things out.Honestly, I was worried that you
misunderstood me."
Caroline picked up the shirt to take a look at it before throwing it back into the paper bag in disgust.
She called the waiter over and handed the paper bag to him "Throw this thing away, will you? The
smell on the shirt makes me sick."
"What are you implying?" I replied in an annoyed voice, clenching my fists in frustration.
"What am I implying? You already know what I mean! Someone once sowed discord between us using
this very tactic.Do you think I’m going to be fooled chat easily by the same trick?"
Caroline smirked at me, acting like she already had the high ground.I clenched my teeth just to restrain
my anger.
"I don’t understand what you mean."
"You don’t? How could a smart woman like you not understand what I’m trying to say?"
Caroline scoffed at me know better than anyone just how popular Charles is with the ladies.It’s
understandable for you to like him, but it’s disgraceñil of you to play dirty.
Oh, and I forgot to tell you! Charles has no intention of breaking up with me.
No mater how hard you try, the best you’re going to be is the other woman in our relationship.
Oh, wait! You’re not Yeally the other woman when the feelings are unrequited and the man isn’t even
interested in you, right?"
Coline’s words were like a slap to my face, leaving a burning sensation within me tired * her, almm
losing control.Don’t say such nonsensical things, Caroline.Nothing 25 going on between l’ and
Charles!"
"Is that so? Well, Nevaeh, I sincerely hope that you’re telling the truth, or it might be really hurtful since
you’ll never get to be with Charles."
Her words had infuriated me to the point that I could no longer keep up the pretense.
I shouted, "Caroline, just because you can’t keep his heart, that doesn’t mean you can blame other
people for your failure! Suspecting me and Charles for something we didn’t do is just pathetic.Here’s
my advice to you: keep an open mind, or else Charles will soon grow tired of you."
Caroline scoffed at me once again, picked up her cup of coffee, and poured it over me.
"Eek! You bitch!"
The hot coffee streamed down my face, making me scream in pain.
I was so startled and angry that I couldn’t utter a word.I didn’t expect that Caroline would actually do
something like this.
"You have really impressed me today, Miss Greem.Bravo! I finally know just how shameless a woman
can be.I wonder what gives you so much confidence to compete with me.You’re a hypocrite, you’re
filthy, and all you can do is play tricks behind my back.You’re the pathetic one!"
Having said that, Caroline slammed the coffee cup on the table, stood up, and left.I was so angry that I
almost fainted.I took out a tissue, awkwardly wiping the coffee stains on my face in a hurry.
"How dare she do this to me? That bitch!’ Just then, my father called me.
The sound of his angry voice resonated from the phone.
"Nevaeh, always remember who you are and know your place! I’ve warned you before not to try and be
smart unless you can make Charles fall for you.Otherwise, you’ll just sow the wind and reap the
whirlwind of failure.I’m giving you one chance to explain this whole mess to Charles as soon as
possible.And if you fail to handle that, I’m going to marry you off to Philippines!"
"Dad, Charles didn’t even say anything.Has there been a misunderstanding?"
I was so angry that my chest was heaving up and down.I closed my eyes and tried to compose myself.
"Fine.I’ll go talk to Charles."
"Hurry up! I don’t care what method you use, as long as you can make him happy.If the partnership
between our families is ruined, you’re going to face the consequences, and my wrath!"
With that, my father hung up on me.
Depressed and aggrieved, I threw my phone aside, and tears welled up in my eyes.
All my father ever cared about was earning money.He made me marry my ex-husband, a gambler, for
the sake of money.
And now he wanted me to marry some upstart who owned a banana plantation in the Philippines.I
didn’t want to live a miserable life again, so I wanted to marry Charles.I wanted it to happen, no matter
what the price might be.
Caroline’s POV:
Although I had spilled coffee on Nevaeh’s face, it still didn’t make me happy.I went back to my car.
Just as I was about to open the door, a man pressed on my hand and closed the door.
He then took the car key from my hand. Startled, I turned around, only to find that Charles was
standing behind me.
The lights in the underground parking lot really brought out his enchanting deep-set eyes.
His chest was pressed ughty against my back, making my heart beating wildly.
I managed to calin myself down and say, "Your new girlfriend is upstairs.You shouldn’t be here.Oh, by
the way.I’m sorry for spilling coffee on her face I think she needs you to comfort her right now."
"My girlfriend is right here."
Turning me over to face him, Charles leaned forward and rested his arr, on the car.I couldn’t reject his
advances because my back was now pressed against the car and I had nowhere to run to.
His face was inches away from mine.My heart raced as I quickly put my hand on his chest to prevent
him from getting closer.
‘Get off me."
"No."
He refused to move and even wrapped his other arm around my waist to pull me closer.
"Don’t be mad, honey.You’re pregnant." I gritted my teeth.
I really hated him because he was now trying to comfort me, in spite of the fact that he was the same
one who hurt me.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
It was from Simon.
I wanted to reject that call, but Charles answered it.
He put it on speaker.
"Caroline, how are you doing lately? Are you feeling better?"
Simon sounded really concerned.
Before I could respond, Charles replied in a sarcastic voice, "Simon, how come you have so much
spare time to call Caroline?"
"Charles, don’t you think you’ve hurt Caroline enough? Just get away from her!"
I could tell that Simon was holding back his anger.
Charles looked at me and tightened his grip on my waist.
That’s none of your business, pal.You, on the other hand, should stop dreaming about using Caroline to
get what you want."
Simon was dumbfounded.
After a while, he found his voice and said, "I have no idea what you’re trying to imply."
Only then did I sense that something was amiss.
I looked up at Charles and saw that the veins on his hand were pulsating as he held the phone tightly.
His eyes showed so much anger as he said, "I'm warning you, Simon.Don’t pull any stupid shit behind
my back."
With that, he ended the call and put his hands on my shoulder.
"Caroline, no matter what Simon and Adam say, don’t believe them"
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