Chapter 1

After Three Years of Caring for the Simple-Minded Prince, He Recovered

The first thing he did was get engaged to his childhood sweetheart.

I went to find him with a box of cash to cut off our relationship.

He smiled and stuffed a wad of money into my hand, raising an eyebrow:

"Seduction requires capital too."

0I stared at the diagnosis in my hand, stunned for a long time.

In the past, I wanted to die so badly, but attempts at cutting my wrists, jumping off buildings, and hanging myself all left me with a breath of life.

Now that I finally had hope for living, heaven played such a cruel joke on me.

After leaving the hospital, I kept thinking.

If I died, what would happen to Summer?

Summer was the simple-minded man I had taken in three years ago.

If I died, what would happen to him?

With a heavy heart, I returned home.

The door was wide open, and my heart skipped a beat.

A man in a suit stood in the room, smiling as he said: "Miss Evans, let's have a chat."

"Summer."

Before I could finish, he opened the box on the table.

Lots of money.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Thank you for taking care of our young master for so long, Miss Evans. This is a token of our gratitude," he replied.

"Also, I hope you won't spread the word about our young master's condition."

Though he was smiling, I could sense a clear killing intent.

I swallowed hard: "I don't want the money."

"You don't want it?" He sneered, looking me up and down. "Is it not enough?"

"Or are you aiming to marry into the Pierce family?"

I was stunned for a moment. Just as I was about to speak, he handed me a business card.

"If the money's not enough, you can call the number on the front," he said, glancing at me.

"As for anything else, please keep it to yourself."

I crumpled the diagnosis in my hand, the hope for treatment dying in my heart.

My only hope had been shattered.

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