Eddy and Caroline both walked out of the hall. The second they were out the door, Eddy grabbed her by her neck. “Don’t think that you’re invincible just because my grandfather favors you!”
It was then that everyone reacted. They pushed Caroline over frantically and wiped the porridge off Layla. But even so, her scalp was burning. Her tears fell in large drops on the ground.
“It’s not what you think it is, Caroline. Eddy only arranged for me to stay in the hospital because he pitied me. Nothing is going on between us! Honest!”
“Oh? Then what were they doing calling you Mrs. Morrison?” Caroline smiled insincerely.
She wasn’t buying Layla’s performance.
Layla turned pale. “They’ve misunderstood … they … they just saw how much Eddy cared for me and thought that … that we were …”
Caroline got up and yanked Layla’s chin up. “Well, then you must remember to wait until your cousin is done before grabbing what’s hers. Got it?”
Layla was stunned. The Caroline before her was arrogant and confident. She was no longer putting Eddy above her own interests. Layla had never been threatened like this before.
Caroline couldn’t be bothered anymore, so she went to buy more porridge.
…
After sending Gwen’s mother her dinner and chatting with her for a while, Caroline went downstairs.
The car from the Morrisons was still waiting for her. Caroline got in and said, “Sorry for making you wait for so long, sir.”
The driver was wearing a mask. He spoke in a low voice. “It’s no problem, Ms. Evans.”
She yawned and looked at the time. It was already 11 pm.
“Just send me to Fergley.”
“Alright.”
The car began moving forward.
Caroline yawned once more. Her eyelids began to droop. This was weird. Why was she suddenly so tired? She usually only slept at two or three in the morning.
She rubbed her temples as she grew more and more exhausted.
Perhaps she hadn’t been resting well these past few days. There was still a distance left before she reached her house, anyway. She might as well sleep for a while.
She relaxed. Soon, she pa**ed out weakly on the car seat.
The driver saw this and sighed in relief, then turned back toward the hospital.
Meanwhile, on the highest floor of Fergley, Kirk looked out the floor-length windows at the city with a gla** of wine in one hand and the other in his pocket. The metropolis was alight with potential.
However, his thoughts were occupied with that woman.
He drank his wine in frustration, unable to suppress the emotions in his heart.
His good friend, Sean Yates, had not stopped laughing since he came in.
“You married Eddy’s fiancée. Oh, I’m going to die laughing.”
Kirk glanced at him sharply.
Sean stopped laughing at once and asked seriously, “Do you really want to divorce her? What if your father finds out that you’re not married yet, and tells you to marry?”
While overseas, only one person pressured him to marry. But now, his large family was doing the same thing to him back home.
Kirk had decided to marry because of that.
He narrowed his eyes.
Sean had not expected him to answer. He held up Caroline’s photo, clicking his tongue. “She’s pretty. Can you really bear to let go of her?”
Kirk gulped down the wine. The sweet taste was bitter on his tongue. Coldly, he said, “I don’t like trouble.”
Sean said nothing more after that. Kirk had made his decision. No one could change his mind when that happened.
Right at that moment, a ringtone shattered the silence.
Sean picked it up and listened to the person on the other end, surprised. “You’ve found a kidney donor already? Alright, I’ll head over this instant.”
Then, he hung up and said, “There’s something I have to tend to at the hospital. I’m going to head over now.”
Kirk nodded carelessly.
Sean walked a few steps, then said, “You should reconsider the divorce. I think Caroline’s not bad.”
Then, he left.
The office, which had momentarily been flooded with light, lapsed into darkness once more. Only the dark red liquid swirled mysteriously in the gla** as if a snake trying to hypnotize its prey.
In the hospital, Caroline’s eyes opened groggily.
She wanted to sit up but realized her limbs were shackled; she had no way to move. Caroline looked around in panic before realizing that she was in a surgical ward. Her blood turned cold.
At once, she thought of Eddy. He must have tampered with something in the car so that she would pa** out.
She struggled in vain. When she was about to give up, the door opened, and Eddy walked in, dressed in scrubs and a mask.
When he saw Caroline, his gaze grew sharper than a surgical knife.
After leaving the hotel, he went to the jewelry shop to make a custom necklace for Layla. But then, when he got to the hospital, he saw her kneeling pitifully at the door to the ward. She was covered in porridge, and her knee was scraped.
When he learned that this was Caroline’s doing, he flew into such a temper that he practically destroyed the room. Once he calmed down and realized that she was still in the hospital, he swapped out the driver and drugged the car. When Caroline pa**ed out, he tied her to the operating table.
He looked down at her arrogantly. “Feels good to be a bully, doesn’t it? Does it feel great now that you’re the one being bullied?”
Caroline couldn’t be bothered to explain things. She shook the handcuffs, screaming, “Let me go, Eddy! Aren’t you afraid of Grandpa finding out?”
Eddy smiled cruelly. “Once he learns about it, we’ll already be married. When that time comes, I’ll tell him that you used your kidney to threaten me into marriage, and I only married you out of pity for Layla.”
Then, he turned to the doctor behind him and said, “It’s up to you now, Dr. Yates.”
Sean was standing a distance away from the table and could not see what Carolien looked like. He nodded at Eddy’s words.
As the most skilled kidney specialist in the world, a surgery like this was child’s play to him. He only came back to handle this surgery because of Kirk.
“I’m going to leave. The rest is in your hands,” Eddy said to Sean before turning to leave.
At this moment, outside City Hall, Kirk got down the car, attracting the attention of many.
He wore ordinary clothes, and his car was nothing extraordinary. However, his bearing made him stand out among the crowd, and with his handsome features and perfectly sculpted figure, it was hard to go unnoticed.
Kirk was standing alone at the door, faced with their attention. He looked at the watch on his wrist, revealing the smooth contours of his muscles.
It was already ten minutes past nine, but Caroline had not yet appeared.
He did not like tardy people.
He called Caroline on his phone, but no one answered. This made him frown slightly. He was about to call her again, but then a Rolls-Royce approached City Hall.
Rolls-Royces were common in Osbury, so that wasn’t striking on its own. What really stood out, however, was the license plate. It read, “A0XXXXX.”
Only the Morrisons could own these license plates.
He narrowed his eyes, watching as the car stopped at the entrance to City Hall. Then, a few bodyguards opened the door, and Eddy stepped out in a white suit.
When the people around them saw him, they screamed.
“Oh my god, it’s Eddy Morrison!”
“Oh no, he’s at City Hall!”
“Could he be marrying the Evans’ daughter?”
Eddy merely smiled at their questions. With the help of his bodyguards, he walked toward City Hall.
Then, he spotted Kirk amongst the crowd. He strode toward him in pleasant surprise.
“Unc—” It was then that he remembered Jude’s warning to keep Kirk’s identity a secret. He then quickly said, “We meet again.”
Kirk nodded slightly and walked into City Hall with him.
The crowd was left behind outside the doors. Eddy finally went next to Kirk and said in a soft voice, “What are you doing here, Uncle?”
Instead of answering, Kirk asked, “What are you doing here?”
Eddy said, “I’m registering my marriage.”
A chill went up Kirk’s spine. “With whom?”
Eddy replied, “With the girl that Grandpa arranged for me. I’ve mentioned her to you before.”
“Didn’t you hate her?” Kirk was not invested in Eddy, but Eddy considered him his idol. He’d brought up his marriage more than once to him. In Eddy’s words, Caroline was a scheming, conniving woman. He was adamant about not marrying her.
“That was before.” Eddy didn’t wish to say much more. He changed the topic. “So what are you doing here, Uncle?”
Kirk stared at him. “Where is she?”
Eddy didn’t understand what he meant. “Who?”
Kirk moved closer toward him and grabbed his collar. His gaze was cold. “I’ll only ask you one more time. Where is she?”
His suppressive aura was enough to have Eddy struggling to catch his breath. He finally understood. His mind went blank as he stuttered, “In the hospital. She’s going through a kidney donation operation.”
Kirk’s pupils constricted, and the veins on his arms popped. He gritted his teeth. “What did you say?”
Eddy had abducted Caroline for the operation!
Before Eddy could reply, Kirk pushed him away and strode toward the exit. But then, he turned back, his gaze sharp as that of a fierce predator, and grabbed Eddy tightly. “If anything happens to her, you’re mincemeat.”
Then, he turned and left.
Eddy stared after him in a daze, taking a long time to recover.
What had happened to his uncle? He’d never met Caroline before. Why was Kirk so angry? Why was it as if he had damaged something of Kirk’s?
…
Meanwhile, in the operation theater, Caroline’s voice had grown hoarse. Her wrists had been grazed raw, but the door to the room remained tightly shut.
Right as she was about to give up, the door opened, and a swarm of doctors came in.
Caroline lit up with hope. “Let … let me go …”
“Don’t struggle anymore, cousin,” a silvery voice rang throughout the hall. “You can’t go through a surgery when you’re so agitated.”
Layla appeared before Caroline with a nurse behind her wheeling her in. She looked at Caroline in glee.
Caroline clenched her fists. “I will not give you my kidney, Layla!”
Layla said nonchalantly, “Did you really think I would not do anything to you just because Grandpa favors you? Don’t forget that Eddy is the one who’s inheriting everything.” She dug her fingernails into Caroline’s flesh.
Caroline looked at her coldly. “If I’m not mistaken, we haven’t matched yet. Aren’t you afraid that my kidney won’t be a match for you?”
Layla laughed. She looked Caroline straight in the eyes and said, “No.”
Caroline was stunned.
She always thought that Eddy brought up the kidney trade for marriage because he’d secretly matched her and Layla, which was why she wanted to stall Layla with this.
But now, she was discovering a dirty secret.
“If we haven’t matched before, why are you …” Caroline paused, a terrifying thought surfacing in her mind. She looked at Layla in horror. “You never wanted to use my kidney. You just wanted me to die!”
If she died, the marriage would be invalid. There would be nothing standing between Layla and Eddy.
Layla was laughing in scorn. “You’re not as dumb as I thought.”
Goosebumps appeared on Caroline’s flesh. She struggled even more. “You’re fucking crazy!”
They would sacrifice a human life just to be together.
Layla laughed wildly. “That’s right. We’re fucking crazy. I’ve gone crazy being jealous of you. Why were you the princess of the family? Why couldn’t it have been me? I’m part of the Evanses, too. Why do I have to let you have everything just because we were born a few years apart?”
Caroline looked at Layla’s distorted features in disbelief. She’d never known how much Layla truly hated her. And it was all because of one marriage certificate.
Right this moment, the door opened again. Sean, surrounded by several doctors, walked in.
“Begin the operation.”
“Get the anesthesia.”
Caroline was jolted back to reality at once. She screamed at Sean, “I didn’t sign up for this! Let me go! Let me go!”
Sean frowned and looked at her. When he saw her pale face, he suddenly found her familiar.
Chapter 10
“Dr. Yates.” Layla’s specialist shot her a look before saying to Sean, “I’d rather not trouble you personally on a minor surgery like this.” Sean looked away, failing to remember where he had seen Layla before. Beautiful women all looked the same. Perhaps he was overthinking. He looked at the specialist. Since the previous discussion, the specialist had insisted on performing the surgery himself. Seeing his determination, Sean agreed. “Okay.”
After finally getting approval, the specialist let out a long breath and told the anesthetist, “Hurry up and give her the anesthesia.” The anesthetist picked up a syringe and jabbed it into Caroline’s arm. Watching the liquid flow into her body gradually, Caroline said weakly,”
Let … let me
go” Her eyelids felt heavier by the second as the liquid was injected into her.
Images of countless people flashed in her mind. There was her mom and dad, Eddy, and her friends, but all of them only lingered briefly until Kirk’s image appeared. Thinking that he was waiting for her at the City Hall to officiate their divorce while she was helpless to do anything, she could only murmur subconsciously, “Sorry, Kirk …”
It was the morning rush hour in Osbury. At 9 am, the roads were congested with traffic, and the cars couldn’t even move an inch. In the driver’s seat, Kirk wore a very dark expression on his face. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently.
The red traffic light in the distance pierced his eyes, making him think of the red light outside the operation theater. It made him inexplicably frustrated.
Caroline’s clear yet resolute gaze appeared in his mind again, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Before another car could merge into his lane again, he wrenched the steering wheel sideways and swerved out of his path. The other driver got frightened and wound down his window, yelling after Kirk, “You madman! Do you have a death wish?”
Kirk was driving like a madman cheating death, blaring his horn as he raced forward. Other cars swerved out of his way as he forced a route through the packed traffic, speeding all the way to the hospital. When he arrived, he sprinted toward the building in the middle. That building was specially reserved for patients from the Morrison family.
More than ten bodyguards were standing outside, keeping a strict watch. Before Kirk could even get near the building, the bodyguards already pinned their gazes on him. One even warned him sternly. “This place is out of bounds. Leave at once! Now!” Kirk walked up to him with a dark expression, giving off a terrifyingly intimidating aura. “Get out of my way!” growled Kirk.
The bodyguard was frightened but bit the bullet and said, “Please leave. Only…”
With a dull thud, Kirk’s fist landed squarely on the man’s nose, followed by a loud cracking noise. Everyone else got shocked and stepped forward, surrounding Kirk. Kirk’s expression grew even darker, like the gray clouds before a disastrous storm. He lifted his leg and kicked them all down in one swift motion, felling them like dominoes.
Only two or three men were left standing in the blink of an eye. All of them were thunderstruck. They were the most elite bodyguards, yet this man had beaten most of them up so quickly! (1)
One of them reacted the fastest and fished out his walkie–talkie hastily, preparing to call for backup. However, the moment he got a hold of it, his wrist was crushed beneath a shiny leather shoe. He couldn’t help but shout in agony. “Where’s the operation theater?” demanded Kirk fiercely, his eyes bloodshot.
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