Coralie Chariott had no intention of responding to Skylar Holland, so she continued to walk with her bag in her hand.

Skylar didn't force her to respond, so he drove behind her slowly, following her.

After a while, Coralie finally couldn't hold back anymore. She turned around and walked to the window of the car. "Skylar, does this amuse you?"

"Are you angry?"

Skylar looked at her. The red tinge on her face had faded. At this moment, perhaps due to the weather, her face was a little pale.

"Skylar, I know that I am a wife whom you bought with money, but can you stop teasing me? Is it fun for you to see me getting embarrassed?"

"Well, what do you think I should do?"

He looked at her with an enigmatic expression.

"I..." Coralie bit her lips and thought again. "Our relationship is fake, right? If that's the case, please don't tell anyone besides your family about us. Otherwise, after a year, you could easily walk away from this without any consequences, but what about me?"

"What do you have in mind?"

Skylar sat in the car and he didn't intend to get down.

"I don't want the news to spread. A year later, we can get divorced peacefully. My status would only be "divorced" on paper, not "divorced twice"."

"What you're trying to say, is that you wish that no one else should know about our relationship?"

He questioned in a cold voice. Skylar raised his head slightly and looked at Coralie who was standing close to him.

All the women he came into contact with were eager to get close to him and wanted to be known by the whole world. After all, the title "Mrs. Holland" is so powerful.

However, Coralie was the only one who was disdainful of him all the time.

"Yes." Coralie nodded. "I hope President Holland understands my situation."

As she finished saying this, she turned around and continued to walk forward.

Skylar was sitting in the car. He really disliked it when Coralie referred to him as "President Holland".

Although he was called President Holland every day, he felt uneasy when Coralie did so.

He looked at her walking away. Then, he stepped on the gas and the engine roared loudly. He stopped beside Coralie for a brief moment and then left the scene. Coralie stood still and looked at the car disappearing in front of her. She felt frustrated.

She thought about what had happened at the dinner today. Although Skylar allowed Corrine Quincy to bully her, he helped her to prevent Corrine from splashing her with wine. He seemed to be playing both sides.

He was probably just interested to see the both of them fight it out, as he would probably benefit from their quarrel.

A while later, Skylar's car made a turn.

Coralie felt puzzled. Skylar took the initiative to stick his head out of the car. "The access card to my house. You have one with you, right?"

After hearing Skylar's words, Coralie remembered that on the night she had stayed in his house, he had given her an access card.

At that time, he had told her, "Put it in your bag. It will be useful in the future." Coralie followed his instructions blindly and placed it in her bag.

When Skylar mentioned it this time, Coralie touched her bag instinctively as she recalled this in her memory. She said, "Yes, but it's in the other bag. I'll return it to you the next time I see you."

"Next time? I need this urgently, make time to return it to me immediately. I need to pass it to someone else."

The luxury car left once again. This time, Coralie was sure that he would not come back again.

He mentioned that he was going to give it to someone else, and Coralie could only think of one person, Corrine.

It seemed like Skylar had made his final decision.

Since it was already Friday, she wasn't sure when she would see him next. She thought that it would be best to return the access card to Skylar during the weekend, so he could pass it to Corrine when he picked her up from work on Monday.

Thinking about this, Coralie still felt a little sad.

...

During the weekend, Coralie accompanied her mother and Wayne Chariott. She didn't have time until Sunday afternoon.

She took the card and went directly to Golden Town.

Coralie didn't ask if Skylar was home beforehand. She thought that she would leave right after she returned the card.

If Skylar was not at home, she would send him a message to avoid making things awkward.

When she arrived at Skylar's house, Coralie saw that the curtains were drawn. She couldn't see from the outside if he was at home.

"It doesn't matter if he's here. I'll put down the card and leave."

Coralie took out the card and opened the door without hesitation.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a pair of leather shoes at the door. There were no slippers at the door.

Was he at home?

Coralie put down the access card and wanted to leave, but she couldn't help looking back. The TV was switched off. The trench coat that he wore on Friday was on the sofa, but he was nowhere to be seen. The whole villa was very quiet. Only the ticking sound of the clock could be heard.

"I guess there really isn't anyone at home," she thought to herself.

Coralie laughed at herself for being hopeful and expectant.

She was clearly here to return the card, and drew the line between them.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem."

Just as Coralie was leaving, she heard a clear light cough from inside.

Her hand was already on the door handle, and she paused for a moment. She decided to turn around and walk into the villa to take a look.

She took a look around the living room, and then the balcony. When she finally went into the kitchen, she saw that the door was opened. Through the door, she saw a pair of legs.

Coralie was shocked. She ran over and saw Skylar lying on the kitchen floor.

"Skylar? Skylar?" She patted Skylar's face and she felt a sense of scorching heat. "Skylar, wake up."

"Water..."

As soon as Skylar felt that there was someone near him, he subconsciously asked for help.

"Okay, wait a minute." Coralie stood up, filled a cup of warm water from the water cooler and placed it close to his mouth. "Come on open your mouth."

Coralie tilted the cup slightly and poured the water into his mouth.

After finishing a cup, Coralie asked thoughtfully, "Do you want more?"

"Yes."

The man's voice seemed a little stronger than before.

"I'll help you to the bedroom first. I'll pour you some more water later."

It was October now. The weather had already become colder. The heater was not turned on, and it was usually cold indoors, especially in large villas like this. The first floor was particularly cold. The second floor was relatively better.

As Skylar was more than 1.8 meters tall, while Coralie was only 1.6 meters tall, Coralie barely managed to help Skylar up. As he was sick, he had no strength. His whole body weight was on top of Coralie. Coralie took one step at a time. It was very difficult for her to bring Skylar from the first floor to the bedroom on the second floor. Eventually, she managed to put him in bed.

By this time, her whole body was exhausted, but she did not dare to waste more time. She whispered to Skylar, "I'll go and pour you another glass of water."

After that, she got up and was about to go downstairs, but he grabbed her arm. In a weak voice, he said, "Don't go. Coralie. Please don't go."

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