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.

wanted to

not even capable

with you. I’m

clenched her fists against the cold

already been three days, anger and disappointment surged in her

Eddy

Osbury, he had enormous power to fulfill his goal. If it weren’t for Jude Morrison, his grandfather, Eddy might not even have told

marry someone to prevent Eddy’s plan

gulped and replied, voice steely,

at the man next

shared

on his profile. He had nothing to do with the Morrisons she knew. He was just an ordinary white-collar worker. The only thread he shared in common

background did not change the fact that he had an exquisite face, a tall figure, and broad shoulders. He was so perfectly sculpted that it was hard to spot any flaws. When Caroline had first

“Ms. Evans.”

had spoken in a low voice

that it was hard to

reality and brushed strands of her hair back

as she tried to hide her face and smiled. “Do you still remember our

marriage will last three years. We cannot involve our private matters in our marriage. And last, we cannot

nodded in satisfaction. Caroline was perplexed.

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

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

anyone again.

eyebrow, his gaze as deep as an abyss. After

moment before realizing that it was

a couple of newlyweds who had just

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

going to the hospital?” he had said, sounding

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