How ridiculous!
Caroline suddenly burst out laughing, but there was nothing warm about it-her voice dripped with sarcasm.
So, let me get this straight: On her wedding night, Rebecca White didn’t bother staying with her new husband, let him do God-knows-what, and then had the nerve to sneak into your bed?
No, Francis cut in, shaking his head with a deep frown. That’s not what happened.
He let out a long breath, his tone low and heavy. That night, someone drugged me… She didn’t do this on purpose. It was me. I was the one who pulled her in.
He swallowed hard, struggling to get the words out. She just… walked into the wrong room.
Caroline stared at him, stunned.
The truth hit her like a punch to the gut, leaving her reeling.
She remembered things he’d said before her lips trembled as she whispered, So that night, you were… And the child you and Rebecca White had… That’s how it happened?
Yeah. Francis nodded.
Caroline let out a bitter, shaky laugh, her face twisted with pain and disbelief. So, all this time, you didn’t actually lie to me? You didn’t cheat on me? You and Rebecca White—it was just a stupid accident? There was nothing going on between you two?
He nodded again, his brow furrowed. That’s right. Back then, it really was just that.
But now…
Francis!
All of a sudden Caroline grabbed his hand, looking up at him, desperate hope shining in her eyes.
If that’s true, then break it off with her! Do it! Right now! You were always meant to be with me. We’re supposed to be together!
Caroline, Francis said quietly, his expression grave. He shook his head, slow but firm. I can’t… It’s too late.
If she’d asked this of him before, he would’ve dropped everything for her.
Back then, no one else was in his heart.
He would’ve done anything for her, just out of gratitude alone.
But now…
Can’t? Too late? Caroline repeated, her voice barely audible, as a cold wave of dread swept over her.
You… you. Her lips shook even
more as she tried to speak, barely daring to finish the thought. Don’t tell me… you actually like Rebecca White now? Are you in love with her?
Francis didn’t answer directly. He just said, Rebecca and I… things are good between us now. If it keeps
going like this, we’ll get married.
We’ll build a life together.
Caroline snapped her eyes shut, but it was useless-tears spilled over, streaming down her cheeks.
Caroline…
Wake up! she suddenly shouted, glaring at Francis through her tears, her jaw set tight. Don’t you get it? This is all part of their little plan! Why else would you get drugged that night-
Calm down! Francis cut her off, his voice sharper than before.
Before that night, I didn’t even know Rebecca White. The Jones family has never had any business with the Johnson Group. They had no reason to do this.
Then who? Caroline sobbed, her heartbreak spilling out. Why did this happen to you? Why me?
She remembered-she’d been drugged that night too.
Just then, Gilbert, who’d been silent until now, finally spoke up.
That night, Francis was meeting with people from MK Capital.
MK Capital? Caroline echoed, confused.
She barely knew the name, but she did remember Francis had gone there for work that evening.
She’d happened to have a couple of days off, and wanting to spend more time with him, she’d tagged along.
That night, they’d both attended a party thrown by MK Capital.
Francis was busy schmoozing and making deals, barely able to spare a glance for Caroline.
When Caroline realized something was wrong with her body, her first instinct was to go find Francis.