Scenes from the past flashed across her mind and tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn’t understand what was in her mind then that she didn’t see through the man earlier.

She had no one to depend on. Isolated and helpless, she had only herself.

Looking at Skylar who was tearing up with her reddened eyes in his arms, Tobias thought it was because she was feeling exceedingly uncomfortable or afraid of getting an injection.

Tobias, who was iron-hearted, despised seeing women cry. However, the way Skylar was holding back her tears touched the softest spot in his heart.

“I’ll send you to the hospital and tell the doctor not to give you an injection. How about that?”

Skylar looked up at Tobias. In that instance, the usually aloof and distant face of his was kindling a gentle glow.

 

Laura, who was watching from the side, rolled her eyes in secret. No wonder Tobias’ wedding has been postponed.

Ms. Hanson is such a pretty young lady with an affluent upbringing, a highly educated background, and a cordial and elegant character. She has all the traits that a mature woman possesses; how enviable is that?

 

Yet, for some reason, men like this kind of pretentious little girl and there is no exception with Tobias. It’s such a shame.

she’s fawning. Seriously? She’s not even one of

Skylar secretly. Dirt-poor maiden but with a princess-like

very unwell throughout her body. All her joints were aching and it wasn’t even this bad when she was

having sweated profusely and later blustered by

the way to the hospital, Skylar wasn’t seated in the passenger seat but was lain in the backseat. Coating her was a warm orange Hermès blanket with a faint

was a blanket Tobias found in the trunk of his car and Skylar was covering herself with it very

past midnight. Skylar waited on the bench while Tobias was ready to line up for registration

don’t have health insurance,” Skylar

no medical card and therefore, she could only use the temporarily filled-out booklet

happens that I don’t have

probably buy any hospital at will. That’s the harsh reality—

from her pocket

or seventeen years old when

name and identity card number on the booklet and at the age column, he penned down

so

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