Chapter 63-How It Started

William’s POV:

I urgently arranged a team of SWAT to rescue Caroline. The fear of losing her was overwhelming. Thankfully, I wasn’t too late.

When I successfully found Caroline, she looked so broken and damaged. I had never seen Caroline like that, beaten and tied up, and it was like something in me had broken. This woman meant nothing to me, and yet I felt so utterly distraught just seeing her so hurt.

I care for Caroline, I realized, my eyes widening. I care for her deeply.

This care hadn’t always beat in my chest, though. There was a time when I swore to hold nothing but contempt toward her in my heart.

I had always managed to convince myself that I hated Caroline and her father with a passion. I swore to myself that I wouldn’t garner any affection towards Caroline. There were dangers to letting myself get attached. Above all, the target of my revenge was her wretched father.

However, I was enraged just seeing her suffering so greatly, and I promised that her attacker would feel t