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.

a smile and inquired, “Mr. Jordan, what

bureaucratic reply fueled Evan’s

in on Caroline, he took a step forward,

job diligently. And if you dare to engage in an ambiguous relationship with another man before our relationship

pierced her palms, yet her tone remained calm. “Mr. Jordan, the contract terms are clear. Once

showed her true

did she challenge Evan, and in his eyes, she should

time Caroline had fiercely stood up

iron-like fingers gripping her

After years of obedience, could her defiance

played on Caroline’s lips. “Thank you for

the contract prematurely,

Evan released

in his gaze as he forcefully pushed Caroline away and

sank down as tears streamed

*

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

house she had purchased for her mother earlier

all that remained was this dilapidated and cramped

floor and opened the door. Immediately,

the doorway, she surveyed the scattered wine bottles on

tidying up, Caroline settled herself in front of her computer. Just

taking too long this time. My boss is

replied. [I apologize. I’ve been occupied lately. Please give

in the fashion design draft

also take on freelance fashion design projects during her free

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