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.

smile and inquired, “Mr. Jordan, what kind of

distant and bureaucratic reply fueled Evan’s

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

to engage in an ambiguous

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

Caroline showed her

Evan, and in his eyes, she should submit

was the first time Caroline had fiercely stood up to

her, his iron-like fingers gripping her chin.

in Caroline’s eyes. After years of obedience, could her defiance truly provoke such

on Caroline’s lips. “Thank

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

that, Evan released

anger transformed into disgust in his gaze

wall, slowly sank

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

house she had purchased for her mother earlier had been sold

was this dilapidated and cramped dwelling, barely spanning 60

floor and opened the door. Immediately, the

wine bottles on the floor

tidying up, Caroline settled herself in front of her

time. My boss is on the

lately. Please give

head in the fashion design draft she had been working on

take on freelance fashion design projects during her

if you pursue it wholeheartedly, you could become an internationally renowned designer in