Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 21

Those four words seemed to carry a certain magic. They cut through the crowd and pierced directly into Aaron's ears.

Finally snapping back to reality, Aaron's cold gaze fixed on the petite figure by the window.

In the next moment, his body moved faster than his mind.

He strode over to Serena, grabbing her wrist and heading straight for the city hall exit.

His grip was so strong that Serena couldn't break free.

"Aaron, let go of me! Let go!" she pleaded.

The onlookers, witnessing this scene, were so intimidated by Aaron's formidable presence that no one dared to step forward.

A bodyguard, seeing the commotion, couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Grayson?"

William raised his hand, signaling the bodyguard to stay out of it. He never really intended to marry Serena.

"Sir," came a voice from behind, "your marriage certificate is ready."

William raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "What?"

...

hall, Aaron grew impatient and simply hoisted

airport!" he barked,

weren't his, but

rearview mirror and, intimidated by his icy demeanor, reflexively responded, "Yes,

was pinned against Aaron. She attempted to break free several times, but Aaron held her

Alderburg, a city filled with painful memories, fueled her

was muscular, well-toned, and

muffled groan, while Serena's teeth ached from the effort. Realizing she couldn't outmatch him physically, Serena ceased struggling. She blew the stray hair off her face, took a deep breath, and looked at the man she

frustration. "Just because I didn't show up to get the certificate, you're

going to marry William! This woman had some

her eyes, and after a long moment, opened them again. She no longer wanted to

wanted to be with Cynthia Lynwood, and I've given you my blessing. What more

be with Cynthia Lynwood? How many times do I have to

you let

Aaron

I asked

it!" Aaron's temple throbbed with

Serena: "..."

Half a second later.

"Stop the car!"