Caroline’s POV:
When I got up in the morning, I retchied in the bathroom for a long time.I was unable to throw up
anything because my stomach was empty.
Downstairs, Charles was slaving away in the kitchen.
When he saw me, he raised his eyebrows at me and said, "Why don’t you sit down while you wait?
Breakfast will be ready soon."
I wanted to tell him that I had no appetite to eat, but then I remembered that I was carrying a child in my
womb, so I bit back my words.
The fetus’ heart rate was unstable.
If I failed to provide it adequate nutrition, I could lose another child.
And so, I sat down at the table, watching as Charles continued to cook.
Suddenly, bitterness washed over me.I wanted to ask him if Simon and Dad were telling the truth.
So many things were happening to the Wilson Group out of the blue.
I wondered if there was a possibility that Charles had something to do with it.
However, I didn’t have the courage to ask him.I was afraid that after knowing that he was indeed
involved, our relationship would forever be tarnished.
Just then, I heard him sigh.
"What’s on your mind? You look like you have lot going on in that head of yours."
I was pulled back to my senses.I turned around, accidentally hitting the bowl he handed to me.
It was too late for Charles to move the bowl away from me.
It shook violently, causing soup to spill on the back of his hand.I shrieked, took out a tissue, and
handed it to him.
However, he didn’t take it.
He just pulled me to the other side to prevent me from getting spilled on by the soup streaming down
the dining table.
"Oh, my Gosh! I’m sorry.Is your hand okay?"
Charles looked at me intently, reaching his hand out to me.
The back of his hand was scalded red.I was really shocked to see it.
"Help me wipe it up, Caroline.I bit my lower lip, wiping the soup off the back of his hand using the
tissue.
Then, I led him to the kitchen and washed his hand with cold running water from the tap.
"Why didn’t you avoid it?"
"I did that, the soup would’ve spilled on you instead," he answered.
I glared at him, let go of his hand, and walked out of the kitchen.
"Deal with it yourself!"
I could hear Charles chuckling at me from behind.
Once I had found the burn ointment from the first aid kit, I walked back to the kitchen and gave it to
him.
"Make sure to apply ointment on your burns."
Charles embraced me tightly.He lowered his head, intending to kiss me.
However, I turned my face away, causing his lips to slide down along my cheek until they reached my
neck.He bit me lightly, and licked my neck.
"Help me apply the ointment, Caroline.Please?".
"Do it yourself or just bear with it! It’s none of my business."
My body felt stiff.I put my hands on his chest, attempting to push him away.
But then, he locked me in his arms and prevented me from escaping.
In a saddened tone, he said, "I will admit that getting burned hurts, but seeing you get burned will
probably hurt me more."
And so, I had no choice but to apply the ointment onto the back of his hand.I was really annoyed at
him, so I wasn’t exactly gentle when I was applying it onto his hand.
Charles gasped shamelessly.
"Be gentle! It hurts, you know."
"Why don’t you just apply it yourself, then?"
I was so infuriated that I pushed his hand away.
"It’s done.Can you let me go now?"
Charles smiled at me, combed my hair back, and kissed me.
Then, he immediately took a step back.
No matter how angry I was, his kiss was able to dispel all my anger.
However, I was still upset, so I grabbed a magazine from the coffee table and threw it at his face.
Charles was able to catch it, and he chuckled at me like it was nothing.
He then went to the kitchen to ladle another bowl of soup.
Afterwards, he put it in front of me and said, "You should eat as much as you can.You’ve lost weight
these past couple of days."
I angrily picked up the spoon and gulped it down.
"Caroline, the Wilson Group is currently in dire tidings.I’m fairly certain that Adam will do everything in
his power to cause trouble for you.You should be wary of him," he femarked.
"Shouldn’t you be the one I should be wary of the most?" I retorted.
"Adam asked to meet with me tomo-"
Before I could finish the sentence, Charles’ phone rang… I glanced at it and saw Nevaeh’s name on
the screen.
My good mood was suddenly ruined.
Charles took a look at me before answering the call.
"Charles, my dad is free tomorrow.I’ve already booked two tickets for us.We’ll fly to New York this
afternoon," Nevaeh said in a sweet voice.
"This afternoon?" Charles knitted his brows.
"Yup! It’s difficult to set an appointment with my dad.He’s going on a business trip tomorrow night..If
this meeting is postponed, I'm afraid he won’t be available for another week or so."
After a pause, she continued, "Honestly, this is my fault.I should’ve asked my father’s schedule first.If I
had done that, we wouldn’t have to rush like this."
"It’s not your fault.In fact, I appreciate your help." Charles answered.
After the phone call, he asked me, "Caroline, what were you saying just now?"
I didn’t say anything and just left with a frown on my face.
Charles’ POV:
On the way to the airport, Corey was glancing at me from time to time and biting his lip.
I could tell that he was debating whether to tell me something or not.
"What is it?" I asked, growing annoyed by the way he was staring at me.
Corey cleared his throat and said in a nonchalant tone, "During this past week, the Wilson Group has
been spending millions of money, but they’ve had no income.
"What do you mean?"
"You know better than I do that the Wilson Group will go bankrupt pretty soon.If they don’t gather
enough financing, they’re doomed."
Corey turned to look at me with a solemn expression.
"In my professional opinion, you should withdraw the investments that you’ve transferred to the Wilson
Group as soon as possible.If you manage to withdraw your investments now, we won’t suffer any
losses.But if we don’t do it in time, we might lose a lot of money."
I leaned against the back of the seat, rolling down the window for some fresh air.
"We should hold on a little longer."
If I were to withdraw my investments now, the Wilson Group would lose the chance to upswing for an
upswing in their income.
Edward was sick and Caroline was the only one managing the company.
If the company were to declare bankruptcy, she would definitely not be able to bear it.
Just thinking of the pain on her face broke my heart.
"It’s your choice.Anyway, I’m not the one who’s going to lose money in the end."
Corey shrugged and decided to drop the topic.
When we arrived at the airport, I told him, "I want you to stay and look after Caroline.I’m worried that
Adam is planning something bad against her.Tell me if you run into any problems."
"Don’t worry, boss.I got this."
Corey patted me on the shoulder.
I waved at him and walked into the airport with my suitcase.I had made an appointment with Nevaeh to
meet her at the airport.
She was already waiting in the VIP lounge.
Once I arrived, she stood up and greeted me with a smile.
"Charles, you’re finally here!"
I nodded in response and sat down.
While we were waiting, I opened my chat box with Caroline, but there was no new message.
She got angry with me earlier for no apparent reason.
Until now, I still hadn’t figured out why she got mad.
Dealing with her now wasn’t like pleasing my wife.
It was more like I was trying to please my boss.I sighed and decided to send her a message.
But then, Nevaeh said, "Charles, you’re too distant to me.
"Distant?" I asked tentatively while looking at her.
"Aren’t you? You never treated me like this before.You seldom talk to me now."Nevaeh heaved a sigh.
"Am I that unattractive to you?"
I was stunned for a moment and then I cackled sarcastically.
"Have you forgotten who I am, Nevaeh?"
"Huh?"
The smile on her face disappeared, and I could see in her eyes that she was astonished.
I tapped my fingers on my knee and sneered, "You’re my assistant and nothing more.What reason do I
have to be enthusiastic with you? Besides, my wife will be upset if I’m too close to my assistant."
"I’m not asking you to be enthusiastic with me, but we are friends, aren’t we?"
Nevaeh pouted, visibly upset.
"Our relationship is that of an employer and an employee, Nothing more, nothing less," I countered.
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