Charlotte Lane knew that the medicine she drank had been prescribed by Kevin Clark, so she believed he should be aware of its effects.
However, she was afraid that he might not know and had only prescribed these specific herbs because he thought they were effective.
Because she had never been quite sure about Kevin Clarkâs medical expertise.
She kept watching Kevin Clarkâs reaction. Only when she saw him relax after reading the report did she confirm that he knew.
Kevin Clark knelt in front of her, carefully folded the report, put it in his pocket, then looked at her and asked softly, âWhat made you suddenly decide to get a check-up?â
âIt was my parents. They came to the hospital to ask what my herbal medicine was for,â Charlotte Lane replied simply.
Kevin Clark held Charlotte Laneâs hand, gently caressing it: âThen why did you come by yourself?â
âThey didnât tell me about it, I found out on my own.â Charlotte Lane paused before continuing, âYou always knew?â
Kevin Clark nodded.
Charlotte Lane looked at him: âWas it the time I had a fever?â
âYes.â
It was so early, and at that time, Kevin Clark had just started to have feelings and curiosity for her.
âI have a responsibility. Itâs related to the training I had that year.â Kevin Clark thought about the events of that year, frowning slightly.
âYou didnât know it was me. And Iâve said it before, itâs all voluntary on my part.â Charlotte Lane said.
Kevin Clark knew she was Martin Hanzelâs when they were already married.
Despite knowing about her health issues, he had stayed by her side and married her.
âWhy did you marry me then?â Charlotte Laneâs voice was still cold and calm.
âBecause I like you, I love you.â Kevin Clark held her hand, looked at her, âliking you and having a child of my own have no necessary connection, and thereâs no cause-and-effect relationship.â
âBut, Kevin Clark, you wonât have your own child.â Charlotte Laneâs voice cooled down a bit more, âIâve just thought about it, if you dare to let someone else give birth to your child, I might cripple you.â
Kevin Clark laughed and then said, âIâve just thought about it too, if there were a child, it would take away the little girlâs love for me, so itâs better not to have one.â
Charlotte Lane didnât say anything.
Kevin Clark touched her face: âI just want my little girl to be healthy and well.â
Charlotte Lane slowly lowered her gaze, remaining silent.
Kevin Clark kept looking at her, keeping silent with her for a while. Just when he was about to speak, Charlotte Lane suddenly spoke up.
âThen why do you take such good precautions every time? Doesnât it feel uncomfortable?â
The comforting words were on the tip of his tongue, but they got stuck there, and he couldnât say them.
Kevin Clarkâs lips trembled, and his forehead twitched. The sudden change of topic caught him off guard, and he couldnât even utter a single syllable.
âThird Uncle, donât use it next time.â Charlotte Lane seemed to be seriously suggesting.
Kevin Clarkâs tenderness vanished in an instant, and he gritted his teeth, âDonât call me Third Uncle when youâre talking about this kind of thing.â
âIâll call you that next time when weâre doing it.â Charlotte Lane said.
Kevin Clarkâs expression changed dramatically, his face turning an interesting shade of green. He looked like he wanted to bite her, but restrained himself, âYou try it.â
Charlotte Lane felt her life was threatened for a moment.
She had a feeling that if she dared to call him, Kevin Clark might not let her leave the bed alive.
âThreatening me?â Charlotte Lane raised an eyebrow.
Kevin Clark sighed softly, and his voice softened again, âI wouldnât dare.â
Charlotte Lane smiled, lowered her head, and gently tapped her forehead against his, then kissed his lips, âGet up, sit here.â
Kevin Clark got up and sat next to her.
âWhy didnât you tell me?â Charlotte Lane asked.
âI was afraid youâd think too much about it.â Kevin Clark replied.
âSo, taking such good precautions was to keep it a secret from me.â
Kevin Clark: ââ¦â¦â
âBut⦠you donât tell me. And we never have a child, Iâd think itâs because you canât do it.â Charlotte Laneâs voice slowed down.
âTsk.â Kevin Clark turned his head to look at her, âLittle girl, are you asking to be bullied?â
Charlotte Laneâs hand was held by Kevin Clark, and she touched the ring on his ring finger, laughing.
Kevin Clark looked at her laughter, finally sighing helplessly, and laughed with her too.
â¦
Charlotte Lane went home that evening and talked with Andrew Lane and Sophie Ortiz.
Sophie Ortiz kept shedding tears.
It was only after she found out what the medicine was treating that she couldnât control herself and moved out with Andrew Lane.
She kept asking about the cure rate and Charlotte Laneâs physical condition.
âDoes Kevin Clark know?â Andrew Lane asked.
âYes,â Charlotte Lane replied, âThe medicine Iâve been taking to regulate my body has always been prepared by him.â
âI see, I heard that he and his mother studied traditional medicine.â Andrew Lane said and then added, âThis kidâ¦heâs not bad.â
Since they had been in and out of the hospital, they had checked the medicine packet.
They naturally knew that the primary purpose of the medicine packet was to focus on Charlotte Laneâs body, completely for her well-being.
It was not to have a child that she was given those medicines.
Charlotte Lane slightly raised the corner of her mouth: âMy eyesight has always been good.â
Andrew Lane was silent for a moment: âBut that doesnât mean he can take advantage of her.â
âYes, Iâll follow your advice,â Charlotte Lane replied.
The next day, Andrew Lane took Charlotte Lane, as well as Roy Madison, to work.
Charlotte Lane sipped yogurt and sat in the back with Andrew Lane.
Roy Madison sat in the copilot seat, looking at the yogurt in Charlotte Laneâs hand, and asked, âI didnât see you take it from home, where did you get it?â
âDad gave it to me.â
Roy Madison looked at Andrew Lane.
Andrew Lane glanced at him, âWhat are you looking at? If you want to drink, go buy it yourself.â
Roy Madison: ââ¦â¦â
Charlotte Lane chuckled.
Roy Madison looked at her and then gave her an envious look.
When they arrived at the research institute, Kevin Clark saw Roy Madison get out of the car at the entrance and his face darkened a degree.
Charlotte Lane went home every day, so the amount of time that just the two of them were alone in the research institute during the day had increased with Roy Madison around.
âWhatâs with that expression?â Roy Madison deliberately asked, âYouâre welcoming your brother back to the research institute like this?â
âWho said you and I are brothers?â Kevin Clark didnât even want to look at him.
âOh, right. Iâm your cousin Smith.â As Roy Madison said this, he felt a refreshing sense of having his grievances of many years redressed.
Kevin Clark had a retort on the tip of his tongue, but seeing that Andrew Laneâs car hadnât left yet, he swallowed the words and ignored him.
âKevin Clark.â Andrew Lane suddenly called out to him.
âUncle Lane.â
âAre you free this morning?â
âYes.â Kevin Clark replied and glanced at Charlotte Lane.
Charlotte Lane blinked her eyes, and he understood immediately that she had talked with them last night.
âIâll wait for you here. After you clock in, come out when you have time, I have something to talk to you about.â Andrew Lane said.
âUncle Lane, I can do it now. I donât need to clock in.â Kevin Clark walked towards the car.
Andrew Lane looked at him. Although his expression was neutral, he was asking why.
Roy Madison joked, âDad, your son-in-law often deducts money from the research institute due to being late, leaving early, and absent from work.â
Kevin Clark: ââ¦â¦â Thank you for establishing such an image of me.