Renee never imagined Carl could be so reckless.Despite the late hour, there were still many people around the hospital. Yet he brazenly slipped her hand under his sweater.Her icy fingers touched his burning waist, causing her to let out an involuntary gasp.People turned to look at the sound. She quickly lowered her head, struggling fiercely, but he held her hand firmly against his waist.Renee curled her fingers, feeling taut muscles beneath her palm, unable to escape.If anyone took a step closer, they'd see her hand inside his sweater.She wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but the heat from his skin felt alarmingly high.Panicked, she warned, "Uncle Carl, you're crazy. What if someone takes a photo?"Carl fixed her with a cold stare. "You weren't afraid to come see Travis dressed like this late at night, but you're scared to be with me? Then why did you enter my room that time?"Renee hesitated, not daring to meet his eyes. Once, she had loved this man passionately.
Since Annie was hiding at home to terminate her pregnancy, Renee could proceed with her other plans.Taking advantage of a bathroom break, Renee called her mother, Susan."Mom, is Uncle Patrick at the office today?""Yes, why?""I was thinking of having lunch with him."As she spoke, Renee glanced down at the shopping bag by her feet containing Carl's overcoat. She feared Carl might suspect something if she approached him directly. Having lunch with Patrick while returning Carl's coat would seem more natural.Susan considered for a moment before replying, "Better not. Your uncle's surely swamped today."Surprised, Renee asked, "Does he have a big client meeting?""No," Susan hesitated, then sighed. "Your uncle says Carl is ill. He jumped into the pond to save you, then brought you to the hospital soaking wet. Last night, with Travis's accident, he stayed up all night finishing Travis's work. Then he went to the office this morning. He's only human; how could he not get sick?"
Ding.The elevator doors opened to reveal a bright hallway. Standing there, one could look down through the glass walls on both sides and see the building's interior.At the end of the hallway stood a pair of imposing double doors made of solid wood. Though simple in design, they exuded authority.The assistant carefully pushed open the doors, revealing to Renee a spacious two-story office of about 2,000 square feet.A wall of windows offered a panoramic view of the surrounding buildings.A spiral staircase led upwards, presumably to Carl's private area.Renee was momentarily stunned by the sunlight flooding the tiled floor. This was her first glimpse into Carl's professional world.Nearby, Patrick rose from a small conference table when he heard them enter."Renee, what brings you up here?"Renee snapped back to attention, holding up the insulated bag. "I brought you lunch. Mom said you've been working hard lately, so I ordered something special.""You didn't have to go to a
Patrick quickly took the tray and held it out to Renee. "Why don't you take this up to Carl? He's been busy all morning and hasn't eaten yet."Renee looked at the steaming porridge. At this point, she had no choice but to take the risk."Okay," she said, taking the tray and heading upstairs.By the time she reached the door, her palms were sweating.As she hesitated, a hoarse voice came from inside."Come in... Renee."Hearing this, Renee nearly dropped the tray.She felt completely transparent to Carl. Could she really outmaneuver him?But she couldn't give up. Even if she failed, she had to try.Taking a deep breath, Renee pushed open the door.The room was simply decorated, mostly in gray tones.By the floor-to-ceiling windows, sheer curtains filtered the harshest light, casting a soft glow on Carl.Though one hand was still attached to an IV, the gentle light gave him an indescribable air of languid weariness. Even his typically cold, handsome face seemed softer.It wa
Renee's eyes widened as she realized she had just mentioned something she shouldn't have known.She tried to pull her hand away, but Carl tightened his grip."Explain," he demanded."I... I've just seen you drinking it every time you coughed before," Renee said, wincing. "That hurts."Carl loosened his grip slightly but didn't let go.He leaned in, intrigued. "Every time?"Renee bit her lip, realizing she had revealed something she shouldn't have.She turned her head away, determined not to say another word.Carl's gaze intensified. His feverish body tensed, his eyes fixed on her with growing focus.Renee sensed the heat coming closer. She turned to find Carl's face inches from hers.His eyes lowered to her lips. His thick eyelashes hid the emotions rising in his eyes, exuding an indescribable allure.Renee gripped the bedsheet tighter.Don't panic, she told herself.To her surprise, Carl pulled away."I'm sick," he said hoarsely.Renee froze, clutching the sheet even ti
As she spoke, she had already rushed to the other side of the bed to pick up the documents, neatly stacking them on the bed.When she returned to Carl's side, his shirt was already half unbuttoned. Renee's mouth went dry at the sight of his exposed abs.Closing her eyes, she quickly undid the remaining buttons and hastily wiped him down."All done. My lunch break is almost over, I should go.""Renee," Carl called out softly, "Did you come to see me?"Renee clenched her fist but kept her tone light. "No, I came to bring Uncle Patrick lunch! And... just happened to check on you."With that, she ran out.Carl stared at the empty doorway. "Stubborn," he muttered.Suddenly, he recalled Ms. Johnson's description of him: hard-headed.They were quite alike.Carl touched the fever patch on his forehead, the corner of his mouth smiling slightly....After going downstairs, Renee quickly said goodbye to Patrick and left via the private elevator, as if she had come and gone without a t
The next morning, autumn rain fell softly, so fine and gentle it felt like a cold mist on Renee's face, making her shiver.She arrived at the hospital carrying steaming hot breakfast. Just as she reached the inpatient building, her phone rang.It was an urgent call from Susanne!"Have you seen the trending news?" "No," Renee replied casually, continuing to walk."Look at it right now!" Susanne had never spoken to Renee in such a harsh tone before.Stunned for a moment, Renee brought her phone up and tapped on the trending headline.In the next second, her pupils dilated, and the breakfast slipped from her hand, scattering on the ground."Grey Corp's biggest deal of the year snatched by Clark Corp at the last minute!"Clark Corp.Linda Clark, Travis's mother.How could this happen?She had told Travis to sign on behalf of Grey Corp. How did it become Clark Corp?Susanne's voice grew louder on the phone, her tone increasingly severe."Renee, your uncle said you went to G
"If you dare ruin the Clark family, I'll destroy you again."Again? What did that mean?Renee looked at Linda suspiciously. She hadn't immediately worried about Travis, but about the Clark family.Renee was about to speak when Travis suddenly sat up in bed, interrupting."Renee, enough. Stop arguing.""Mom, Renee did help me. Don't talk to her like that. Please wait for me outside."Travis gently pushed Linda.Linda shot Renee a warning glare before leaving the room.Finally, only Renee and Travis remained.Travis reached out to Renee, but she dodged him.She said coldly, "Don't you have anything to explain to me?"Travis's face darkened as he lowered his hand. "Renee, you don't understand.""I don't understand? So you can just use me? I treated you like a friend and family. I cared about your kindness to me. I worried about you and your mother being mistreated. Is this how you repay me?" Renee demanded."I don't want to be your friend or family!"With that, Travis sudd