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.

Jordan, what kind

bureaucratic reply fueled

he took a step forward, his sharp eyes prying into

engage in an ambiguous relationship with another man before our relationship ends, you’d better be ready to

terms are clear. Once the person you sought returns, the contract terminates, granting me freedom to

Caroline showed her

she challenge Evan, and in his eyes,

was the first time Caroline had

iron-like fingers gripping her chin. “Caroline, have you

After years of obedience, could her defiance truly provoke such

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

grip. “You want to terminate the contract prematurely, don’t you?

Evan released

transformed into disgust in his gaze

the wall, slowly sank down

*

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

The house she had purchased for her mother earlier had

all that remained was this dilapidated and cramped dwelling, barely

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

she surveyed the scattered wine bottles on the floor and

tidying up, Caroline settled herself in front of her computer. Just then, a message popped

boss

apologize. I’ve been occupied lately.

head in the

take on freelance fashion design projects during her free time to earn

you pursue it wholeheartedly, you could