Forced to Marry an Infertile Billionaire, Yet I Got Pregnant

“I’ll prove it to you right now.”

Carys dragged the suitcase out from under the bed and opened it.

Seven silver needles gleaming with cold light were lined up neatly inside. She took out a long needle and inserted it into an acupoint on Evren’s leg with swift, precise force.

Tilting her head, she looked at Evren with a focused expression.

“Do you feel anything?”

That needle awakened his numb legs. A tingling sensation spread like ants gnawing at him.

Evren looked at her serious, pretty face, and darkness flashed through his eyes.

His index finger rubbed against his thumb. He turned his face away, expression faint, brows tightly furrowed.

One look was enough for Carys to know he was in pain. She twisted the end of the needle and pushed it a little deeper, saying softly, “Feeling something is good. I haven’t treated any famous people, and I don’t have a medical license. But I’m sure I can cure your legs.”

“As long as I needle you every day to drain the stagnant blood, then combine it with medicine and massage, you’ll be able to stand again in one month at the fastest, half a year at the slowest.”

Something in Evren’s heart seemed to be gently tugged.

The hostility on his restrained, handsome face faded.

“What do you want?”

There was no such thing as charity for no reason.

He was a businessman.

Carys’s hand paused, and she looked a little embarrassed.

“My grandma was brought to New York by the Norwood Family. They want the big project you have with Aether Dynamics, so that... so that Odessa can marry your brother.”

Even she, a country girl, had heard of Aether Dynamics. It was a multinational giant. Arledge Consortium dominated New York, but it was still not as massive as Aether Dynamics.

That project was a prize everyone wanted.

Carys looked at him nervously.

Her conscience was uneasy.

She felt Evren was terribly unlucky.

Not only would he lose his resources, he also had to hand over his fiancée to someone else.

Evren smiled sarcastically.

Seeing that, Carys said in disappointment, “Sorry. I went too far.”

She bent down, removed the needle, packed up the suitcase, and left the room.

Evren watched her dejected back, his eyes dark.

He reached for the phone by the bed and dialed a number.

“Luc, it’s me.”

The man on the other end sounded as if he had seen a ghost.

“You really woke up! I thought I’d have to visit your grave next year.”

Evren said concisely, “Prepare a copy of the documents for the cooperation between Aether Dynamics and Arledge Consortium. Tamper with them a little.”

“Got it.”

Luc’s tone turned serious.

“One reminder. The car accident wasn’t simple, but there are no traces left. I can’t find evidence.”

Evren’s expression was cold.

“No need to investigate. I know who it was.”

“Don’t tell me it was Tristan’s family?”

Luc cursed furiously.

“That bastard has no ability, so he plays dirty! Are you preparing those documents to give to him? Then I’ll tamper with them properly.”

Evren interrupted him.

“That’s not your concern. Look into someone else for me.”

“Who?”

“Carys...”

“Oh, your wife.”

Luc responded repeatedly.

Evren did not correct the way he addressed her.

“Look into her life and background. See whether she has any connection to the First Branch.”

After hearing that, Luc’s breathing grew rapid.

“You mean she was sent by the First Branch? Then aren’t you in danger? Do you need bodyguards around the clock...”

Evren hung up, cutting off Luc’s endless complaints.

His eyes lowered halfway. His side profile shifted between light and shadow.

Thinking of that stubborn and bright newlywed wife, his long fingers rubbed against the edge of the bed.

How could it be such a coincidence?

His legs had become disabled, and the Norwood Family sent him a substitute bride who claimed she could treat them.

That woman spun a bunch of lies just to exchange them for the project in his hands.

He never believed in free gifts falling from the sky.

Besides, her face...

In the living room.

Carys came downstairs in the wedding dress. Mrs. Arledge took her hand and said, “I brought you a set of my daughter’s clothes. Hurry and change. I’ll take you shopping for clothes and jewelry.”

“No need, I...”

Mrs. Arledge did not give her a chance to refuse. She urged Carys to change, then had the driver take them to a bustling mall in New York.

As soon as Jane entered the mall, she began shopping wildly.

“These, and this one too! Wrap them all up. Carys, you’ll look beautiful in them.”

“This is too much. Actually...”

Carys remembered Evren saying Jane’s dowry was all trapped in the stock market, and she immediately grew worried.

Even the cheapest clothes here cost tens of thousands. Back in the countryside, she would not spend that much in half a year.

She could not afford to pay any of it back.

“A woman should dress brightly and beautifully. Why be so polite with me?”

A faint light flashed in Carys’s eyes.

After sweeping through the clothing store, the two entered a jewelry store.

Yet someone blind had to come looking for trouble.

“Oh my, Jane. You’re still in the mood to shop? I heard your son woke up. Congratulations. What a pity he became disabled... Then the Arledge Family inheritance can only go to the First Branch now.”

The wealthy woman covered her lips, taking pleasure in Jane’s misfortune.

Evren had been too outstanding and had outshone too many people.

The moment misfortune struck, everyone wanted to step on him.

Jane sneered and fired back, “Mrs. Rogers, I heard your son ended up in the hospital after fooling around with women. Be careful he doesn’t die on top of one someday. AIDS, syphilis, you really need to watch out.”

“You!”

The wealthy woman was fuming.

“What about me? Even if my son’s legs are disabled, he’s still better than your son. I heard the Rogers family searched everywhere for famous doctors but still couldn’t cure his infertility. Your Rogers family... is going extinct.”

Jane’s gaze was condescending, every word stabbing Mrs. Rogers where it hurt most.

The Rogers family’s only son being incapable in that area was an open secret in New York.

Yet he loved taking medicine and messing around, constantly making a fool of himself.

Mrs. Rogers refused to back down.

“Is your son any different? We’ll find Dr. Mercerrow sooner or later. Don’t come begging me then!”

“Beg you? What a joke. Our Evren is a blessed man. Maybe Dr. Mercerrow will come to treat him on his own.”

When it came to battles between wealthy families, Mrs. Arledge was clearly better with words.

“You... Don’t forget our Rogers family still holds that land. I’d like to see how Evren handles the project between Arledge Consortium and Aether Dynamics.”

Mrs. Rogers’s face shifted between pale and livid. She grabbed her bag and left.

Hearing about the Aether Dynamics project, Carys’s eyes darkened.

Jane adjusted her expression, then turned and pointed at the glass display case on the top shelf.

“Let me see that sapphire necklace.”

The sales assistant put on white gloves and took down the jewelry box.

“You have excellent taste.”

Carys stared at the string of zeros on the price tag, feeling dizzy.

Before she could react, Jane had already put it around her neck.

The teardrop shaped sapphire pendant made Carys’s skin look snow white. Under the brilliant lights, she seemed to be wrapped in a soft glow.

“It suits you very well.”

Mrs. Arledge’s eyes were full of appreciation.

Carys shook her head and bit her lip, saying solemnly, “You’ve already given me so many things. I really can’t accept this necklace.”

“All right, you child...”

Jane looked at her with regret and placed the necklace back.

Carys took the chance to ask the question on her mind.

“What kind of person is Dr. Mercerrow?”

Why did it feel like all the rich people in New York were looking for him?

Jane linked arms with her as they walked.

“Gideon, Dr. Mercerrow, specializes in difficult and complicated illnesses. He was once a consultant for the president’s medical team. No matter the illness, once it reached his hands, he could guarantee recovery through acupuncture. But he retired when he was sixty. No one knows where he is. I only heard he took in a disciple.”

Even if they could not find the man himself, finding Gideon’s disciple would also be good.

The wealthy cared even more about health. Every family had someone who fell ill now and then. When life and death were involved, knowing a famous doctor was a form of security.

Carys nodded after listening.

Her countryside neighbor, Gideon, was also skilled in acupuncture. She had learned the method for treating blocked meridians in the legs from him.

For one instant, a ridiculous thought even appeared in her mind.

But she quickly rejected it.

Gideon’s real name was not Gideon.

They could not be the same person.

How could someone that powerful possibly stay in the countryside?

“As long as we find Gideon, Evren’s...”

Before Jane could finish, her phone began vibrating.

She let go of Carys’s hand and answered the call.

“Hello.”

Carys did not know what the person on the other end said, but she saw Jane’s gaze change instantly and her face turn ashen.

“Tell that bastard to stay right there! I’m coming back immediately!”