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!

a transaction. You give me the stability and freedom I need, and in return, my status as your wife can offer you some business resources. I'll play

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and for a moment, he looked genuinely surprised

held his gaze, my expression calm

long silence, he finally broke it. "Tomorrow morning, I'll come to pick you

that I had won the

my lips curling into a soft smile. The roads are slippery and the night's cold. Take care on your way back, Mr. Bolton." Carter's face darkened abruptly at my smile. Then

left, Damian cast me

any face, puzzled. Is there

stunningly beautiful and gentle. Not to mention that this face bears some resemblance to

I'd been so

way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the

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, almost doll-like, with a small red mole nestled between the

youthful innocence, almost like a high schooler's. Still, if I was old enough to marry, I had

had left its mark. Her face looked very

feel uneasy bringing home a bride

just the resemblance to my former self; it was

been wasting the best years of my

him, pouring everything I had into a love that left me battered and broken. Even when he shattered me, I clung stubbornly to

realized how

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gift from the heavens, and

I went home and made all your favorite dishes. My mother's gentle voice drifted in from the doorway, filled with warmth I hadn't felt

back to the mirror and smiled faintly at

live

been missing for many years, and I took a big gulp of the porridge she had prepared, savoring its

you like it this much. I'll make it for you every day," she chided, her voice filled

as memories surfaced. When I got a cold or a fever and couldn't get out of bed, all I wanted was my mother's

accusing me of faking my

I had grown used to being alone, enduring everything

caring for me, I felt a lump rising in my throat. Tears shimmered in my eyes, catching me