Carrie shook her head, her heart beating out of her chest.
âI-I got it. Iâll only be like this with you. Donât be mad, okay?â
Ryan had been nothing but nice to her for the past few days. He bought her lots of pretty clothes, which
Bethany normally wore. Carrie
did not own nice clothes before.
The food there was delicious. Although Bellaâs cooking was better,
the food was still delicious.
Ryan would also blow her hair dry, feed her, and sleep in the same
bed as her.
They were just sharing a bed.
Ryan pampered and doted on her. She would be so ungrateful if she
made him angry.
âGood girl.â
Her bright, dewy eyes tempted Ryan to kiss her. Struck by a thought,
he wanted to slap himself in remorse.
He wondered if he was grooming her.
However, Ryan really hoped Carrie could stay by his side.
His heart dropped when he imagined her marrying someone else and
being in someone elseâs arms.
He could not bear the thought of her kissing another man and bearing
his child.
âI need you here, Mr. Hoffman.â Yasmin took a call and called him
over.
âAlright.â
Ryan went to Yasmin. âWhatâs up?â
Yasmin glanced at Carrie before speaking in hushed tones, âI got a call from lan, Mr. Salvadorâs
secretary. He said Mr. Salvadorâs injury
has gotten worse.â
âWhat did you say?â Dismayed, Ryan did not watch his tone.
Carrie looked at them with a confused look.
âlan did not give me the specifics. He said that Mr. Salvador is focused on his recovery at his private
villa, and no one knows about it. lan couldnât stand it and contacted me in secret. He hopes you can
visit him.â
âI got it. Bring the car around, Yasmin. Weâll leave now.â
Not wanting Carrie to worry, Ryan did not say a word about Justinâs injury to her. He simply told her that
he had business to take care of and might not be home tonight. Carrie should go ahead and go to bed.
at the usual time.
âIâll wait for you to come home. Iâll sleep when youâre back.â Carrie
walked him to the door.
Though she did not make her feelings known, her reluctance was
written all over her face.
Chapte
Feeling warm and cozy inside, Ryan smiled at her and instructed the helper, Fiona. âTake good care of
Ms. Salvador.â
Minutes after Ryanâs ride left, the three fancy cars that were supposed to escort Zoe back to the
Hoffmansâ residence showed up
at the gates.
âThis is the place, Ms. Hoffman,â Adam muttered.
âMy brother sure is generous to the dimwit bitch. Is that house supposed to be their marital home?â Zoe
stared at the beautiful white
walls and green roof while shaking in rage.
âDonât be mad, Ms. Hoffman. Itâs known across Savrow what type of
man Mr. Hoffman is.â
Adam consoled Zoe, âMr. Hoffman will never be sincere with any woman. I have observed him in the
last few years. Itâs all novelty with Ms. Carrie. He will be bored soon enough.â
âWhat do you know? Itâs different this time. Heâs my brother. I can tell
itâs different.â
Zoeâs face was flushed. âCarrie has my brother wrapped around her finger. He had been with too many
pretty girls, and now he finds the idiot refreshing. Itâs like heâs been hexed. Isnât he afraid that his child.
with the dimwit will be handicapped too? It will ruin the Hoffmansâ
great genes.â
Adam dared not say a word.