Caroline frowned. The way Layla apologized seemed rather pretentious. "Kent Pearson?" Sarah cried and looked at Caroline with anxiety written all over her face. "Were you tainted?" Caroline glanced sideways at Layla, her lips already turning into a sneer. "So, you're the one who ordered Kent to do that to me last night, aren't you?" Layla paled at Caroline's words. She bit her lip and tried to explain herself. "No, that's not true! I've already explained this to Eddy. I called Kent out of the kindness of my heart so that he'd lend you the money. I really didn't know that he'd do something like that." Caroline took a step forward, not bothering to listen to her excuses. She stared at Layla with piercing eyes and spat, "So, it was you?" "No—" Layla had barely uttered another word when Caroline gave her a tight slap across the face. It took a moment for Layla to realize what had happened. Her fingers trembled as they touched her cheek, which was now burning in pain from the slap

Caroline opened the door to see an empty corridor. There was no one there. "Strange. Nobody's here," she mumbled to herself. Kirk had followed her to the door. He looked to the left and right and saw no one there either. In his hoarse voice, he said, "Maybe a kid tried to prank you. Let's go back and eat." "Okay." Caroline nodded and closed the door. When the corridor became quiet again, Eddy walked out from behind the safety exit and stared at the closed door of Caroline's apartment. A gush of disappointment flashed through his eyes. Caroline was now married and living with another man. All this time, he'd wished that she would stop pestering him. Ironically, he didn't feel as happy as he'd expected himself to be when his wish came true. It was as though something was stuck in his heart that he couldn't get rid of. He didn't even have the courage to see Caroline and her husband standing together and had to resort to hiding. …In front of a coffee shop, Caroline and Gwen

As Caroline returned to her seat, Gwen immediately noticed that something was off with her friend's expression. When Gwen saw Brie walking out of the restroom not long after that, she guessed what had happened. "Did Brie mess with you?" she asked Caroline, jumping up from her seat, ready to go and confront Brie. Caroline quickly pulled her back into her seat. "No." "Then what's that look on your face?" Caroline touched her cheeks. "My stomach feels a little weird." "Do you want to go to the hospital?" "It's not that bad." Caroline shot Gwen a smile. "Maybe it's because of the coffee we had just now. I'm sure it'll get better after a while." A concerned frown formed on Gwen's face. "You didn't have a problem like this before. I'll ask the staff to get you some warm water to drink." "Okay." Caroline would agree to anything as long as Gwen didn't go to find Brie's trouble. After Gwen left, she leaned in her seat and rubbed her hands together, immersed in her thoughts.So

Naturally, Caroline wouldn't just run off without her best friend. She picked the hand warmer up and used it to whack the faces of the people surrounding them. They were all women and cared very much about their appearances. Hence, they were busy covering their faces to avoid getting hit. They instantly forgot all about Gwen. However, Brie had brought too many of them. Caroline and Gwen alone weren't enough to handle all of them. It wasn't long before Caroline started to feel worn out. Just then, they heard a loud rush of footsteps coming from outside. "Quick! Hurry up! Eddy Morrison's second uncle has returned, and he's just right in there!" Someone in the crowd of journalists exclaimed enthusiastically. They barged in and froze on the spot when they saw the group of women lashing out and pulling at each other's hair. This sight made them forget all about the reason they came here. What the fuck? Ms. Collins and Eddy Morrison's fiancée were in a brawl! This would surely ma

Caroline froze. "How did you know that I'd bought a necktie?" Kirk glanced at the bag and laughed. "I guessed it. What? Are you reluctant to give it to me?" "No. I bought it because I wanted to thank you for giving me this bracelet. But now, you're giving me this painting, and I … I don't know what to do to express my gratitude," Caroline mumbled. Kirk swallowed, a tad touched by her explanation. The worry he'd had vanished into thin air. "Help me tie it then." "Huh?" A blush crept up Caroline's cheeks. Never in her life had she helped a man tie a tie. Besides, tying a tie for someone meant she had to get close to them, and she'd only do it for someone she was close to. Yet now Kirk was asking her to do it for him."We're meeting my father next month, yet we seem distant from each other. We don't look like a newlywed couple at all. Since you're thinking of a way to thank me, you can get used to being my wife. My family won't doubt our relationship, and they'll finally stop