Chapter 69

Five minutes later, Sean saw Kirk return.

Kirk was visibly in a much better mood. Even so, he still coldly dismissed those ignorant women when they tried to approach him.

Sean leisurely approached Kirk. He was about to tease him, but he stopped when he saw Kirk’s glare.

Instead, he shrugged and said, “Do you still want me to help find a donor for Layla like you’d asked me to?”

Caroline’s tearful expression crossed Kirk’s mind, and he frowned in disgust. “No.”

“That’s great. I looked through her reports and found a lot of problems. Sean took a sip of his wine. He continued, “I was going to talk to you about it. But since I don’t need to look for a donor, I no longer have to worry about it.”

Kirk gave an absent–minded hum, ignoring what his friend said.

In the hospital, Eddy found the doctor who’d treated Caroline. When he asked about Caroline, the doctor remembered her. “Of course, I remember her, Mr. Eddy.”

Eddy’s eyes lit up. “Do you still remember what the man with her looked like?”

The doctor nodded. “That man had a dignified air to him. He was tall and handsome, and he treated that lady very well. I could immediately tell that he was a good husband!”

Eddy frowned. “Is he really as good as you say?”

The doctor said with a smile, “I’m not exaggerating, Mr. Eddy. I’ve met many patients in my many years as a doctor, but this is the first time I’ve seen a man who treats his wife so well. Moreover, they look like a great pair. They’re truly the golden couple …”

“Enough!” Eddy interrupted the doctor impatiently.

The doctor stood there, bewildered.

Eddy closed his eyes to calm him down and asked, “Do you know his name?”

The doctor answered cautiously, “N–no, I don’t.”

“Can you draw what he looks like?”

The doctor said awkwardly, “Mr. Eddy, I can recognize the man if you show me a picture, but I can’t draw his appearance for you.” He was just a doctor, after all, not an artist.

Eddy massaged his temples. The doctor had said the same thing as Dan and Sarah. Although they’d all met Caroline’s husband, none could provide useful information about him.

Moreover, Eddy had checked the surveillance footage, but the tapes had already been destroyed. Only two people could possibly do that in such a short time: a hacker or someone from the Morrison family. If it was the latter, why were they so secretive?

Eddy massaged his temples and said to the doctor, “Keep an eye on things here. Call me immediately if that man shows up again.”

“Yes, sirt Eddy walked out of the consulting room, but the doctor’s words lingered in his mind: “Tall and handsome. He treats his wife well …

They’re truly the golden couple!” 1 He tightly clenched his fists. He stopped walking toward the exit and strode toward the hospital rooms instead. Not long after, he arrived outside Caroline’s room.

The door was ajar, and Eddy saw Caroline sitting on the bed, reading a book. Her long hair was tied into a simple ponytail. She looked less elegant and boring but more youthful and lively. She would lower her head, doodle something occasionally, and smile knowingly when she saw something interesting.

The Caroline in front of him was becoming more different from the one he knew, and he could feel her slowly slipping from his grasp.

Eddy felt a trace of panic, and he clenched his fists again. He had to get Caroline! Not because he loved her, but because he didn’t want to In the room, Caroline seemed to have sensed something. She looked at the door, only to see no one there. She lowered her head and continued reading. She was reading “The Insights of Creativity,” a book about design.

She’d used to like designing clothes, jewelry, and accessories, but later on, she’d focused most of her attention on Eddy, so she hadn’t had time for her hobbies.

After designing a dress for herself last time, the design piqued her interest again. She planned to pick it up again and submit some of her work to major brands, so she could find something to do. 1 Several big–name cosmetics companies were holding a cosmetic package design competition and collecting submissions. Although Caroline had yet to do packaging designs, she wanted to give it a try.

No matter what happened, she would consider it a test trial for returning to design.

At night, Caroline called Gwen and asked her to help bring the design tools.

Gwen teased, “Why aren’t you asking your husband to do it?” After learning what Kirk had done, Gwen’s attitude toward him had somewhat improved.

“Remember, Eddy is looking for him. Kirk would just be walking into a trap if he came to the hospital,”

Caroline reminded her.

Gwen hissed. “Ugh, my forgetful brain. Okay, I’ll bring them over to you later.”

The two chatted for a little longer before Caroline hung up the phone. She got out of bed and threw the takeout bag into the trash can. Although Kirk couldn’t come to the hospital, he still properly cared for her needs. Also…

Caroline opened the suitcase on the sofa. Inside was a change of clothes. She couldn’t see the brand, but the material was very comfortable. Even the underwear was …

Her face burned up. She couldn’t imagine Kirk’s reaction when he’d picked out these clothes.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the balcony. Caroline looked up, startled, just to see a dark figure rushing past behind the curtain.

Heart beating wildly, she limped over to the curtain and listened carefully to the movement outside. In just a moment, she heard the soft sound of footsteps from outside.

Caroline was frightened. Numerous horrific scenarios of burglary and murder crossed her mind. She backed away from the wall and slowly lifted the lamp from the table.

At the same time, there was a click outside–the sound of the glass door being opened.

Caroline’s legs shook. She bit her lip tightly, raising the lamp above her head. In the next moment, the glass door slid open. The moonlight shone in the room, and Caroline could feel the cold breeze on her body.

A tall figure stepped into the room. Caroline closed her eyes in fright, and she threw the lamp at the intruder with all her strength.

“Caroline, it’s m-” Kirk’s deep, powerful voice and familiar scent made Caroline open her eyes instantly.

However, it was too late. The lamp had already hit Kirk on the forehead.