Trapped in Love By Kitty Song

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

distant and bureaucratic

he took a step forward, his sharp eyes prying into her

engage in an ambiguous relationship with another man

her tone remained calm. “Mr. Jordan, the contract terms are clear. Once the person you sought returns, the contract terminates, granting me freedom to pursue

Caroline showed her

challenge Evan, and in his eyes, she should

time Caroline had fiercely

towering figure loomed over her, his iron-like fingers gripping

Caroline’s eyes. After years of obedience, could

on Caroline’s lips. “Thank you for the

grip. “You want to terminate the

that, Evan

in his gaze as he forcefully pushed Caroline away

wall, slowly sank down as tears

*

way back to the ward. After spending a few more hours with her mother, she returned

was situated in an aging neighborhood. The house she had purchased for her mother earlier had been sold by her

that remained was this dilapidated and cramped dwelling, barely spanning

opened the door. Immediately, the stench of alcohol assaulted her

doorway, she surveyed the scattered wine bottles on the

front of her computer. Just then, a message

taking too long this time. My boss is on the verge of losing

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

her response, Caroline buried her head in the fashion design draft

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

it wholeheartedly, you could become an internationally renowned designer in no time. Why do you still