Chapter 8 Terminating the Contract Prematurely

Dr. Wilson averted his gaze and looked at Caroline. He nodded and departed.

Recognizing it was inappropriate for him to linger, Reuben tactfully made his way to the elevator and patiently waited.

The ensuing silence weighed heavily upon Caroline. She mustered the courage to speak, “Mr. Jordan…”

“What do you gain from all this?” Evan coldly interjected.

He turned away, his eyes hinting at mockery. “Do you expect my sympathy in return?”

Caroline stood there, stunned. “Mr. Jordan, I don’t understand what you mean!”

Evan lowered his gaze, peering down at Caroline, who stood a head shorter than him. His handsome face radiated an icy coldness.

His eyes, like thin ice, reflected a frigid glint as he uttered with a chilling tone, “Don’t you find your attempts to elicit sympathy and portray yourself as pitiful quite juvenile? Or perhaps you feel that what I have provided you with isn’t enough, and now you seek connections with a doctor to secure free treatment for your mother?”

Evan’s words pierced Caroline’s heart like a knife.

The pain was suffocating, almost unbearable.

She hadn’t even known about her fever, so how could she have feigned it?

It was clear now. Right from the start, she was nothing more than a crass fortune hunter in his eyes!

Caroline clenched her fists, determined to maintain composure.

forced a smile and inquired, “Mr. Jordan, what kind of response

bureaucratic

took a step forward, his

And if you dare to engage in an ambiguous relationship with another

yet her tone remained calm. “Mr. Jordan, the contract terms are

showed her

in his eyes, she should submit

first time Caroline

over her, his iron-like fingers gripping her chin.

years of obedience,

cold smile played on Caroline’s lips. “Thank you

want to terminate the contract prematurely, don’t you? Caroline,

that, Evan

gaze as

against the wall, slowly sank down as tears streamed down

*

and made her way back to the ward. After spending a few more hours with

situated in an aging neighborhood. The house she had purchased for her mother earlier had been sold by her father to settle his

all that remained was this dilapidated and cramped dwelling, barely spanning 60

the

the doorway, she surveyed the scattered wine bottles on the floor

herself in front of her computer. Just then,

boss is on the verge

replied. [I apologize. I’ve been occupied lately. Please give me another half an

her head in the fashion

as Evan’s personal secretary, Caroline would also take on freelance fashion design projects

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