Caroline Evans was getting married.

Not to her fiancé, Eddy Morrison, whom she had loved for eight years. Instead, she was marrying a man she’d only met for all of five minutes and knew very little about.

“You can still back out.” The man looked at Caroline cynically in the waiting room of City Hall.

Caroline toyed nervously with the already creased hem of her shirt, Eddy’s cold expression flashing through her mind. Three days ago, Eddy, who usually avoided her like the plague, invited her over for dinner. When she received his call, she naively thought that her eight years of effort was finally paying off.

She had dolled herself up and showed up eagerly. However, there were others besides Eddy waiting for her. Sitting in a wheelchair with her fingers laced with Eddy’s was a glowing, radiant Layla Evans, who was none other than her cousin.

Before Caroline could take in their relationship, Eddy dropped a bomb on her.

“If you donate your kidney to Layla, I’ll marry you.”

Caroline was dumbfounded. She stared at Eddy in disbelief. His gaze was cold and indifferent, with a hint of hatred, as if he was not looking at his fiancée of eight years but at a sworn enemy.

Caroline was numb all over.

She had been betrothed to Eddy since they were young. When she returned to the country at 16, she fell head over heels for him. For eight years, she’d gained skills to be the perfect wife.

She’d learned to do the laundry and cook. She’d taken up music and art lessons. Despite knowing that he hated her, she loved him and was drawn to him like a moth to the flame. All so that one day, he would see how great she was and agree sincerely to marry her.

But now, reality hit her like a truck. Not only did Eddy not love her, he’d fallen for her cousin. He was willing to sacrifice her to save the woman he loved. Eddy knew how much Caroline wanted to be his wife, yet he agreed to fulfill her wish only if she did the same for him.

This was outright humiliation.

All her love for him vanished in an instant and turned into hatred.

to

not even capable of

words echoed in her ear. “I’m not negotiating with you. I’m informing you. If you refuse, I could

clenched her fists

days, anger and disappointment surged in her chest whenever

Eddy

to fulfill his goal. If it weren’t for Jude Morrison, his grandfather, Eddy

herself, she had to marry someone to prevent Eddy’s plan from

gulped and replied, voice steely,

looked at the man next

Morrison. He shared Eddy’s

knew. He was just an ordinary white-collar worker. The only thread he shared in common with them was that he

sculpted that it was hard to spot any flaws. When Caroline had

“Ms. Evans.”

been staring at him for too long. Kirk had spoken in a low voice and

was so alluring that

strands of her hair back awkwardly,

hide her face

do.” As Kirk watched, Caroline said, “The marriage will last three years. We cannot involve our private matters in our marriage. And last, we cannot fall in love with each other. We will end

satisfaction. Caroline was perplexed. “Why

his head a little, his eyelashes fluttering. “I’m afraid of

took a few deep breaths before smiling bitterly. “Don’t worry. I don’t

again. Having her heart

an eyebrow, his gaze as deep as an abyss. After a

shifted too abruptly. Caroline was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was

newlyweds who had just

going through this with Eddy multiple times. In fact, while on the way to meet Kirk, she’d still been considering marrying

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