Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Billionaire Is 93

Chapter 93 My First Meeting with Luke Bolton After Rebirth +10 Free Coina.

From the very first moment I laid eyes on Carter, I felt in inexplicable fear toward him. A single cold and sharp glance from him was enough to make ipie feel like I had been plunged into an icy abyss.

His presence was overwhelming, almost suffocating. His features were already striking, but those eyes were just like a hawk's. It seemed to strip away every layer of pretense I tried to hide behind.

1 forced myself to stay calm. Even though I wasn't entirely clear on the situation I was in, there was no way he could know who I was. Pushing down the turbulent emotions threatening to surface, I curled my lips into a faint smile. "Oh? We're not even married yet, and you're already trying to control me."

Carter didn't respond right away. His gaze stayed-fixed on my face, intense and unyielding. as though he were trying to read my mind or figure me out.

God knows how much cold sweat was running down my back under his oppressive scrutiny. Yet, I kept the smile plastered on my face, refusing to falter.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke, his voice as cold as his demeanor. "I just wanted to remind Ms. Gardner that the night air is chilly, and you're not in the best health. It's better not to catch a cold."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Bolton." My tone was polite but distant.

Seeing he didn't leave, I met his gaze head-on and asked, "Is there anything else, Mr. Bolton?

"Ms. Gardner, I can treat the marriage registration tomorrow as a joke on your part."

So that's why he was here. Of course. After all, the original owner of this body had been so desperate to avoid marrying him that she had attempted suicide. Then, out of nowhere, she'd decided she wanted to go through with the wedding. Anyone would find that suspicious.

I took a deliberate step closer to him, and propped my hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, peering at him from above. "Mr. Bolton, you have someone you love, don't you?"

He didn't deny it. His answer was simple and direct. "Yes."

I said with a knowing smile. "I thought so, because you can't be with her, it doesn't matter to you. marry, right?"

"Right."

who you

"Well, that works perfectly for me. Mr. Bolton, I'm only agreeing to marry you because I want a more comfortable life. You've seen it for yourself, things arent exactly great for me in the Gardners."

I didn't know the Gardners's specific situation yet. However, judging from the fact that the original owner of this body had been pushed to suicide, I could make a pretty good guess.

The flicker in his expression confirmed my suspicions. I was right!

I need, and in return, my status as your wife can offer you some business resources. I'll play my role as Mrs. Bolton perfectly.

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moment, he looked genuinely surprised that I

I held his gaze, my expression

morning, I'll come to pick you up. I hope Ms. Gardner doesn't go back

that I had

slippery and the night's cold. Take care on your way

cast me

any face, puzzled. Is there something wrong

is stunningly beautiful and gentle. Not

in the chaotic hours since my rebirth, I'd been so busy reacting to everything that I hadn't even

room, I made my way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I

an 80-percent resemblance. My original complexion had been fair, but this body's skin was ghostly pale as if sunlight had never once touched it in a year. The features were delicate,

high schooler's. Still, if I was old enough to

attempt had left its mark. Her face looked very

me so strangely. Anyone would feel uneasy bringing home a bride who looked like a younger version of

just the resemblance to my former self; it was also the way it

life had been wasting the best years of my youth on Luke, that ungrateful

that left me battered and broken. Even when he

I realized

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second chance was a gift from the heavens, and I was

and made all your favorite dishes. My mother's gentle voice drifted

back to the mirror and smiled faintly at the

I'll live this life for

I took a big gulp of the porridge she had prepared, savoring its warmth and

or you'll choke. There's more if you want it. If you like it

heart ached faintly as memories surfaced. When I got a cold or a fever and

side, accusing me of faking

miscarriage. I never told her. I had

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