Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire

Chapter 15 Tonight Is Our Wedding Night

interest in him. What if she forced herself on him?

Lilian was the only woman in this world he could accept to be with! Cecelia helped change his lower garments, though it was difficult to do it given his legs were in plaster cast. She made it eventually.

After putting a quilt on him, Cecelia untied his wrists, but the mant who was just set free wanted to grab her arm, “You damn woman!” “You’re so offensive to the one who helped clean your body! You’re feeling better now, aren’t you?”

Cecelia dodged his a**ault swiftly and walked out of there with the basin, leaving him alone on the bed freaking out.

But then again, after she helped clean his body and change him into clean garments, the sticky feeling and that stinking smell were gone. He was feeling much better.

Soon, Cecelia came back with another basin of water, a gla**, and a toothbrush, “Mr. Nelson, time to brush your teeth!”

“I’ll do it on my own!”

He propped himself up on the bed and brushed his teeth. Cecelia added, “You need to shave your face.

“I’ll do it!”

But Cecelia didn’t let him do it this time, and said, “You can’t see it. What if you cut yourself? Let me do it this time!”

Sitting still, with a serious look on his face, Remington didn’t resist but let her apply the shaving cream on his chin and shave his face.

The woman went on softly yet deftly and finished in a very short time.

Having wiped clean his face, Cecelia cupped it like it was a masterpiece and complimented him with satisfaction, “Great! Now you look like a human.

…” Remington took in a gasp.

Didn’t the woman know the art of speaking?

he not look like a human before?

and

“Right here!”

had them place a berth and made the bed herself.

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something, he asked,

here so I

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allowed you to sleep here? This is the main bedroom! Sleep in any other room!”

a dying person, and sleeping together will be more effective.” She didn’t think it was a

the line!

then

sigh. He would never let that woman stay in

load off

her walking in, her footsteps approaching, and the door shut, he was furious, “Who the

Andres over here. He and I will sleep here tonight. It’s convenient

senses will be stronger. He could hear Cecelia stride

Andres. Mommy’s gonna read you a story.”

illustrated storybooks and lay next to the son, ready to read the story.

didn’t utter a word. Remington, with doubt, asked,

woman’s

to Andres Nelson,

on command and patted

It was him!

He believed it!

him on the forehead when being playful. That was his

Is