"You consider yourself a failure?" My voice changed in surprise, "You’re so outstanding, successful in your career, worth a fortune—if someone like you is considered a failure, then we ordinary people..." I paused, muttering, "can only be ants." "Uh, nothing... I mean, you’re too hard on yourself!" Daniel Carter said earnestly, "My so-called achievements 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 achievements, 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 , 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 improvement 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 mean... 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 time. "Among so many noble ladies, is there not one you fancy?" Daniel Carter said carelessly, "They worry for nothing. I have someone I love." I paused and looked at him, "You have someone you like?" "And Mrs. Carter and the others don’t know?" I looked up and stared at him, seeing his calm demeanor 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 me. But it wasn’t right for me to dig into such matters. After hesitating for a few seconds, I cautiously probed, "So... are you together in secret?" Daniel Carter looked at me, 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 moment, 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 something?" He laughed, "No, just found your silly look quite cute, couldn’t resist—sorry." Oh gosh, what kind of description is that? A compliment? 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 moment of panic, ordering myself not to overthink. "What’s so special about Daniel Carter, I’m just a mere 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 moment 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, "Come 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 me, 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 moment, and said, "I don’t love him anymore, but after so many years, it will take some time to completely remove him from my heart." "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 anytime soon." When I mentioned this, I felt troubled again. Tomorrow is the second scheduled appointment, and I’m afraid he’ll bail again. If we can’t divorce this time either, I can only initiate a lawsuit, but going through legal proceedings will consume too much of my time 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 time to deal with such bothersome issues. Just thinking about it makes me 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 me 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 treatment, I d blood to save him several times." After saying this, even I found myself foolish and laughed, asking, "Isn’t it quite melodramatic? Not even a TV soap opera could come up with such an absurd twist." Daniel Carter’s face bore a complex expression, and after a moment 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 meal lasted two hours, we talked about some private matters, just like good friends chitchatting about daily life. The rightful source is novel-fire.net After the meal, 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 documents 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 home 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 me. But I was also lucid, knowing that my feelings for him were just one-sided admiration and adoration. He has someone 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 something between us. I explained that Daniel Carter is just a nice person, and the entire Carter family is wonderful, but she didn’t believe me. "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."