Chapter 239 Shattered
Flasher
Caroline knew she shouldn’t care, but for some reason, a dull ache had begun to grow in her chest.
She had always known that people from wealthy families liked to “experience life” now and then. But wast Blake just playing a part? Was this whole thing–this connection between them–just an act, another game for someone like him?
Maybe she was never someone he felt he had to be honest with. Perhaps her importance was never significant enough to elevate her to the status of a mere acquaintance.
Seeing the smug grin on Helen’s face, Caroline forced a smile despite the bitterness rising inside her. “You’ve got it all wrong. I’ve known about his true identity for a while now. I was just messing with you earlier.”
Even if there were issues between her and Blake, she’d deal with them privately. She wouldn’t give Helen the satisfaction of watching her fall apart.
The smirk on Helen’s face vanished in an instant, replaced by a flicker of disappointment.
So Mr. Sherwood hadn’t kept Caroline in the dark? Did that mean he actually liked her?
If that were true… then didn’t that make Caroline a real contender now?
Caroline had not only married into wealth but also exceeded her social standing.
Helen couldn’t stand it. Furious, she pointed a finger at Caroline and snapped, “Y–you bitch!”
Caroline raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. “Come on now, don’t get worked up. It’s not good for the baby.”
That hit like a lightning bolt. Helen’s eyes went wide, her face paling. “How do you know I’m pregnant?” Only her parents knew. Not even her uncles had received the news. How on earth did Caroline find out? Caroline gave a slow, meaningful smile. “Secrets don’t stay buried forever. What’s meant to come to light always does.”
She kept her gaze fixed on Helen the whole time, not missing a single twitch of emotion.
Helen’s expression turned pale, crumbling int
-you mean by that?”
panic, her lips slightly parted as she stammered, “W–what do
Could Caroline know the baby might not be Linden’s?
If she told him, then everything would be over.
She’d already offended Mr. Sherwood–there was no way she could count on marrying into the Sherwoods now. But she couldn’t afford to lose her shot at being Mrs. Grayson too.
Caroline’s voice remained light, even teasing. “Think it over yourself. Anyway, take care of the baby. I’ve got something to do, so I’ll be heading off.”
She had done the math–Helen had slept with Jamie around that time and had also been intimate with another man.
Chapter 239 Shattered
Caroline had long suspected the baby wasn’t Linden’s.
Helen’s reaction today had only confirmed her suspicions.
Well, that would make Linden the ultimate fool in this story.
Still, Caroline wasn’t about to expose anything. This was Linden’s mess. He deserved whatever came his way
She didn’t dwell on it. It wasn’t her problem.
But the part Helen had said–about Blake being the CEO of Sherwood Group–had stuck with her. It gnawed at her all day.
Her focus wavered at work. That night, she struggled to sleep, tossing and turning in bed.
Just then, her phone buzzed. A message from Blake. He asked, “Are you still awake?”
Normally, that sort of message would make her smile. She would have grabbed the phone and replied eagerly, happy for the late–night chat.
However, tonight was different. She sighed, put his chat into mute notification mode, and set the phone back on the nightstand.
Blake lived in a world so far above hers it wasn’t even funny. She was just one face in the crowd.
There were people all around him. He wouldn’t miss her attention. If she didn’t text him back, there were probably a dozen others who would.
The truth was, she was just a nobody. A speck. Why would someone like Blake care about her?
The next day, she stayed busy at the restaurant and forgot to turn off the mode. Blake sent several more messages throughout the day–but she never saw any of them.
Later that evening, after closing up, she locked the door and turned around–only to find someone standing not far behind her.
Even in the dim light, she recognized him immediately. Blake.
She turned to Maia and whispered, “I’ve got something to take care of. You head home first.”
Maia had spotted Blake too and raised an eyebrow playfully. “Alright. Enjoy your little date. No rush coming back.”
“Oh, cut it out,” Caroline chuckled softly, though her smile faded just as quickly. “Get home safe.”
She watched Maia ride off on her scooter until she disappeared down the road. Then her expression cooled. Caroline approached Blake and said quietly, “Dr. Sherwood, it’s late. What brings you here?”
Blake had been puzzled all day. She usually responded promptly and never left him waiting for a reply. He figured something was off. Maybe she was too busy. Maybe something was wrong. And so, he came to find
out.
