Chapter 8
Meanwhile, after landing, I was secretly taken abroad by Carter, with all my identity information erased.[]
Immediately, he arranged for the world’s most authoritative gynecolo experts to examine me.
Having just undergone surgery before being viciously kicked by Knox and then jumping into the ocean, my wounds had become severely infected.
As a gynecologist myself, I knew how serious the situation was–I probably wouldn’t be able to conceive again.[]
But Carter wouldn’t accept that. With red–rimmed eyes, he insisted:
“Reagan, I won’t let you give up. You’re going to have my babies someday, lots and lots of them.“]
comfort him, I agreed to treatment. After three surgeries of varying complexity, we managed to save my uterus. Whether I could become pregnant in the future would be up to fate.
Carter stayed by my side day and night, which reminded me of our first meeting.
It was at a business function I was reluctant to attend. I waited outside the restaurant for Knox, standing there for two hours while thick snow accumulated on my shoulders.[]
My entire body had gone numb from the cold.]
Then suddenly, a warmth covered my shoulders. I turned to see the tall, handsome Carter.
His first words to me were: “Lady, your husband really sucks at his job, making you wait so long.”
“If you were my wife, I would never let you suffer like this.“]
At the time, his comment made me laugh. I asked if he’d ever even been in a relationship to be so cocky!
He responded defiantly, ‘Don’t be so skeptical! Why don’t you divorce your husband and try with me? See if what I’m saying isn’t true!”
I thought Carter was just joking and didn’t take him seriously.
But he insisted I wear his coat so I wouldn’t catch cold. Yet when Knox and I got home and turned on the lights, he never even noticed I was wearing another man’s coat.
Thinking about it now still brings a bitter taste to my mouth.
There were so many little signs showing he had changed long ago. I just refused to acknowledge it, stubbornly persisting…
That chance encounter was how Carter and truly met.
I still can’t forget the moment when I thought I was sinking to the bottom of the ocean, feeling that stubborn force pulling me up with all its might.
A warmth flowed through my heart, and I hugged him:
“Thank you, Carter.”
Seemingly startled by my sudden embrace, he froze for a moment before responding:
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“Are you… accepting me? Willing to give me a chance? So I can pursue you now? Oh my god, I finally…“[]
I interrupted his rambling with a kiss.
Luke seemed caught off guard by my directness, his lips frozen stiff. But quickly, he held my head and deepened the kiss.
Since then, Carter and I have been dating. I must say, dating someone younger is different–he keeps me up late every night. Gradually, through this relationship, I’ve forgotten everything about America and Knox.]
I’ve become myself again–the real Reagan.
Since I deleted all my phone apps and deactivated my accounts, I stopped following news from back home.
But Knox Industries was too prominent.
Even the electronic billboards abroad constantly featured news about them.
When I saw that Knox had named a pink diamond “Reagan” at a new product launch, I felt sick to my stomach.]
Watching the video of Knox’s seemingly deep emotions, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Now that I’ve gone far away, making way for him and Skylar, who is this belated display of affection for?
Meanwhile, news of Skylar’s affair was leaked online by some influencer. Her school immediately canceled her graduation qualification and expelled her.
I passed over the news indifferently, deliberately blocking all information from back home.]
Gradually, everything about America was cast from my mind.
But for Knox, it was exactly the opposite.
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Chapter 9
