nce

she'd misheard. Was Henrik seriou

ty in his gaze quickly dis

his motive

he offer a man like Henrik? But he coul

onding, "Mr. Watson, I've been to prison, and my name's alrea

to an amused smile at h

gnition in his eyes, as if

r from him, would have jumped at th

itation intrigued him mo

hind a stipulation: marriage. I need someone to help me fake it, to get what's rightfully mine." Henrik idly wrapped

hloe couldn't miss the unyield

was an unshakable aura of darkness and coldness surroundin

ice did she

its lowest point. Teaming up with

er mo

reve

last lifeline

mly, her voice steady as

ross her face, her eyes g

llo, my future husband. Allow me

n a subtle smile curved his lips as he took her hand. "H

s in a hospital under the control of the Evans family, and I'm concerned about what mi

ell me, wouldn't you rather have me step in a

t want that woul

rd from Henrik, the Evans family

erstood that nothing in thi

ecoming his fiancee had already

n the Evans family, who knew what k

d of man she owed

f diving into waters s

sweeter when you handle it yoursel

clearly amused by

tiny claws in defiance wa

shrugged off his coat and draped it ov

, its warmth quickly chased away

'd expected; instead, it carried

t that Khloe noticed the

t of prison, her nerves had been

tively pulled the coat tighter, curling up on th

.

reappeared, cradling a soundl

out left the men waiting out

nder if Henrik had fallen

ice their thoughts. Instead, they simply

d house in the city, Henrik's birthpla

w his loyal servant, had been the stea

k in with Khloe, her surprise

emove Khloe's shoes, adjust her pillow, and carefully lay

n her excitement any longer. "Mr. Wat

trace of amusement lighting up his expres