When she was eighteen, Catherine Terrell sold herself to a man ten years her senior in order to pay for her mother’s medical treatment.
Later she found out that he was the head of the Lawrence Gp, ruthless in business and feared by all in the market, but to her, he was unbelievably gentle.
He spoiled her, spoiling her to the point where she developed a misconception of being loved.
e desserts for her alone.
She casually mentioned that she liked the cakes from the dessert shop. The next day, that shop was bought by him, just to make
She had a fever in the middle of the night, and he put aside the international meeting, flew back overnight, and stayed by her bedside, changing the ice towel for her repeatedly.
On her twentieth birthday, he took her to see the aurora. In the dazzling lights, he kissed her fingertips and said, “Cathy, from now on, I will accompany you every year,”
She believed
Until a stranger woman asked her to meet.
“Let me introduce myself, my name is Jenny Richardson, Jerome’s ex–girlfriend. Seven years ago, he proposed to me, but I chose my career and went abroad for further studies. Although we have had no contact over these years, I know that as long as I come back, he will come back to me.”
After speaking, she took out a check and pushed it in front of Catherine, saying, “I am planning to reconcile with him, but before that, I must get rid of the woman beside him. This is fifty million, enough for you as a canary. Take it and leave him.”
Catherine’s throat rightened, she never knew Jerome Lawrence’s emotional experiences.
She was young, and from birth she only liked him, but he liked someone else
up her c
Thinking about the past, she gathered up
courage and said, “It has been so many years, Mr. Lawrence may have already forgotten about you…”
Jenny laughed, “You probably don’t know how much he loved me back then
She took out her phone and said, “Let’s make a bet.”
“I sent a message now, saying that I had returned to my home country. The car broke down halfway, so I asked him to come and pick me up.” “You sent a message saying you had a car accident.”
“See who he replied to first.”
er and leave.”
Jenny looked up at her, confident of victory, “If he replies to me first, you take the money
“If he replies first, I will withdraw.”
Catherine’s mind was filled with a variety of emotions – restlessness, unease, hesitation – which ultimately coalesced into a resolute decision to burn the bridges behind her.
