Natalie represented Yvonne's most cherished college days.

She did not want to taint the memories of the good old days, still pure as snow. Naturally, it was unbearable and impossible for Yvonne to tell her at all.

"My schedule has been quite tight lately, so the company will arrange a place for me to stay." Yvonne hedged, uttering her words with care. "Doesn't this mean we can no longer rent this place?" Natalie sighed with a tinge of regret.

Yvonne shook her head, "No, we can still get together occasionally. It'd be nice to have a place where we can meet and cook meals together."

Upon hearing Yvonne's reassurance, Natalie lightened up once again.

She hugged Yvonne and beamed, "That's great. Yvonne, we must meet often."

Yvonne nodded forcefully, "Sure."

Yvonne and Natalie had a heart-to-heart chat all the way until nighttime.

Originally, Natalie had wanted to sleep in the apartment with Yvonne. But Hayden called her and said that he wanted Natalie to put him to bed, claiming that she had not accompanied him to sleep for the past two nights.

Natalie had no choice but to return to the villa.

Yvonne was a little confused as she watched Natalie's departing figure.

Was that child, Hayden, Natalie's?

Just as she was mulling it over, she received a phone call.

"Yvonne, I've gotten word of Jenkins's schedule. He's free tonight and will be at his home." It was a call from Penney.

Yvonne's heart skipped a beat.

During that period of time, she had made up her mind to marry Jenkins.

Unfortunately, Jenkins had not contacted her since their last encounter.

It made Yvonne doubt whether she had just solely hallucinated what Jenkins had said to her.

Jenkins was a busy man, to even meet with him was an arduous task itself. Now that he was at home, Yvonne simply could not miss the opportunity.

Intentionally changing into a form-fitting bodycon dress that showed off her curves, Yvonne hurried off to the Quartley family's house.

The butler opened the door.

Seeing Yvonne, he asked stiffly, "What is it?"

Yvonne smiled and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Quartley."

The butler gave Yvonne one last glance before going off to report her arrival.

while, the butler returned and called her

she had already been there once, Yvonne

entering the living

of an oil painting,

forward and

look back at her nor did

Jenkins must

stood at the side,

time, Jenkins finally

cold gaze swept over Yvonne, "It's

as if all the air was knocked out from her lungs. She

she would still feel unnerved

this line of work for so long, she had met many big shots, but Jenkins's

formidability in

and the other was

unlike Tobias, Jenkins emitted an even stronger air of coldness, so icy that it

could literally be

Yvonne forced a smile,

"Is something the matter?"

I've thought about what you said last time, and I've decided to marry you."

lips curled

her all the unnecessary talk and simply cut to

asked Yvonne to go with him to register

a second and could

they register their marriage in the middle

registration office, she was surprised to

found something to be

the staff register his marriage so late at night, he should be able to get the registration done without them being there in person. So, why did he personally

they took their wedding photos, Jenkins's marble-like features were

but he was too afraid of

signal Yvonne with his eyes as

said, "Sir, we're here

face muscles gave no reaction; they were as hostile and

let out an

her life seen a man as coldblooded as Jenkins. He was practically a living dead, albeit

time, Yvonne had watched and learned

had never put

had not reached that point of last

Jenkins, she had

"Sir, how about this? I'll give you a kiss and you'll

placed a quick smooch

felt as smooth as

kinds of highly attractive actors and actresses, Yvonne had to admit that there was no competition when it came to Jenkins's complexion. It was a pity that he was a businessman instead of

be the most popular male celebrity dominating the entire

as she

in the industry,

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