"You consider yourself a failure?" My voice changed in surprise, "You’re so outstanding, successful in your career, worth a fortune—if soone like you is considered a failure, then we ordinary people..."
I paused, muttering, "can only be ants."
"What?"
"Uh, nothing... I an, you’re too hard on yourself!"
Daniel Carter said earnestly, "My so-called achievents were all built on the shoulders of my ancestors. Without their support, I really wouldn’t be much."
I was shocked again in my heart.
This was such a prestigious family, such outstanding achievents, and yet he could be so humble and maintain such a clear perspective.
He truly could be called perfect!
"So in my mother’s eyes, I’m equivalent to a failure."
Hearing him belittle himself like this, I shook my head repeatedly, "You’re too humble—though I do agree with Mrs. Carter’s idea, with genes as excellent as yours, you should indeed get married and have several children to contribute to the improvent of human quality."
I joked, and we both laughed.
"By the way! Earlier when I went to Carter Manor to tailor clothes for Mrs. Carter, I saw that your family elders were arranging a match for you—uh, no, I an... they were concerned about your lifelong affair."
I got excited and relaxed, and my words slipped out, but I was able to correct myself in ti.
"Among so many noble ladies, is there not one you fancy?"
Daniel Carter said carelessly, "They worry for nothing. I have soone I love."
I paused and looked at him, "You have soone you like?"
"Yes."
"And Mrs. Carter and the others don’t know?"
"They know."
I looked up and stared at him, seeing his calm deanor and a hint of sadness in his eyes, and I suddenly understood.
"So... they don’t approve of you being with that girl? Otherwise, they wouldn’t be picking out others for you."
I suddenly felt sympathy for him.
It turns out that no matter how prestigious and noble one’s life is, there are still regrets of unrequited desires, and one still cannot act as they wish.
"They didn’t say they disapprove either..."
Daniel Carter’s ambiguous answer confused .
But it wasn’t right for to dig into such matters.
After hesitating for a few seconds, I cautiously probed, "So... are you together in secret?"
Daniel Carter looked at , shaking his head, "No, the other party doesn’t know, I... don’t dare."
"Huh?" I stood there with my mouth agape, stunned.
Watching my silly expression, Daniel Carter suddenly reached out to hold up my chin, closing my mouth, "Is it that surprising, is it strange?"
The action was so natural, that for a mont, we were both stunned.
I stared wide-eyed at his hand.
Watching my reaction, he furrowed his brow slightly, as if only just realizing the impropriety.
But he just calmly retracted his hand, his expression nonchalant, without a hint of emotion.
My heart raced chaotically, not daring to grasp at that fleeting ambiguity, feigning indifference, I joked, "Did I... drool or sothing?"
He laughed, "No, just found your silly look quite cute, couldn’t resist—sorry."
Silly and cute...
Oh gosh, what kind of description is that? A complint? Or is it disdain?
Maybe my pondering made him a bit uneasy, so he voluntarily returned to the previous topic, "You were that surprised because you thought it was impossible?"
"Of course! You are Daniel Carter, and to think you also have unrequited love, it’s more rare than Mars hitting Earth."
I hid that mont of panic, ordering myself not to overthink.
"What’s so special about Daniel Carter, I’m just a re mortal, not a deity. Besides, even deities experience unrequited love, otherwise why would Marshal Canopy be demoted to Hogson."
I lay there laughing, and the mont of awkward ambiguity quickly dissipated.
I increasingly realized the ease and joy in interacting with him, and a surge in heartbeats, as if on a high from an adrenaline rush.
"Makes sense!" I said, laughing and lifting my glass to him, "Co on, here’s to our unrequited loves."
I had given so much to Adrian Gordon, for so many years, wasn’t it all for nothing in love too?
I finally discovered the common ground between myself and this scion—both castoffs of love.
Daniel Carter clinked glasses with , and as the glass neared his lips, he suddenly halted, asking, "Do you still love your ex-husband?"
I took a sip of wine, thought for a mont, and said, "I don’t love him anymore, but after so many years, it will take so ti to completely remove him from my heart."
"Mm, I understand."
"Also, he can’t be considered my ex-husband, we haven’t divorced yet, it’s complicated, and I probably won’t be able to get divorced anyti soon." When I ntioned this, I felt troubled again.
Tomorrow is the second scheduled appointnt, and I’m afraid he’ll bail again.
If we can’t divorce this ti either, I can only initiate a lawsuit, but going through legal proceedings will consu too much of my ti and energy.
And I’m too busy now, with so much work at the company, and so many custom orders from the Carter Family, I don’t have ti to deal with such botherso issues.
Just thinking about it makes anxious.
Daniel Carter looked at my agitated expression and guessed, "Is he unwilling to let go?"
I gave a self-deprecating smile, "He’s not reluctant to let go of the relationship, he’s just reluctant to let go of as his life-saving blood bank."
Daniel Carter looked bewildered, didn’t understand.
I briefly explained, "He was sick before, and has a rare blood type, while I happen to match. So during his treatnt, I donated blood to save him several tis."
After saying this, even I found myself foolish and laughed, asking, "Isn’t it quite lodramatic? Not even a TV soap opera could co up with such an absurd twist."
Daniel Carter’s face bore a complex expression, and after a mont of silence, he only said, "You’re very kind, he’s scum, not worth it."
"Right, so it’s good to realize it early."
Daniel Carter probably saw that I was unwilling to discuss it further, so he didn’t pursue it.
This al lasted two hours, we talked about so private matters, just like good friends chitchatting about daily life.
After the al, I took the initiative to bring up the matter of repaying the three billion.
Daniel Carter insisted that there was no rush, but I still took out the loan contract and related docunts of my company that I had prepared in advance.
I promised to repay the principal and interest within five years, and if I defaulted, he could take over my company.
He couldn’t argue with my insistence and signed the contract.
Returning ho that evening, I stared at those contracts, gazing at the strong and powerful words "Daniel Carter," and I couldn’t help but let my mind wander.
Such a perfect and outstanding man is so charming in every way, truly hard to resist.
I felt very fortunate that during my emotional downward spiral, such a person appeared in my life, greatly healing the damage Adrian Gordon caused .
But I was also lucid, knowing that my feelings for him were just one-sided admiration and adoration.
He has soone he likes, and his family also has plans for his marital affairs.
We live in different strata, and the Carter family is a height I can’t reach no matter how hard I try.
So, it’s enough just to think about it secretly.
My phone kept "dinging," it was Wennie Lane gossiping.
After I told her about Daniel Carter, she was adamant, insisting that there was sothing between us.
I explained that Daniel Carter is just a nice person, and the entire Carter family is wonderful, but she didn’t believe .
"Don’t underestimate yourself, among all the socialites in the city, who else is as beautiful and talented as you?"
"How do you know it’s impossible if you don’t try? While nothing’s settled with the person he loves, strike first!"
"I can imagine you taking Second Master Carter’s hand and appearing in front of that dog couple Adrian Gordon—tsk tsk, I can’t even imagine how brilliant their faces would be."
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