“Okay. I’ll respect your decision if you’re sure of it.”
Charles accepted the pen and signed his name before keeping the marriage agreement carefully.
Whitney got up and said stiffly, “I’ll take my leave now. When it’s time to register our marriage, please let me know.”
“Don’t tell me you’re planning to go back to that tiny apartment?” Charles looked at her and spoke mockingly. “The marriage registration won’t take long. We can do it tomorrow morning. Stay here tonight and get accustomed to your future life. I’ll take the bed, and you can sleep on the couch.”
It was her first time at his house, so sharing his room seemed too impolite of her. However, sleeping on the couch was acceptable.
But…
“Are we heading to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning? My mother might be a Chanaean, but I am a Tayhaven citizen. The documents I need to get married here are still in Tayhaven.”
Charles lit another cigarette. “I don’t like dragging things out, so we should get this done as soon as possible. Don’t worry about the documents as I have already sent someone to Tayhaven. He’ll be back with them tomorrow.”
Realization dawned on Whitney. “It looks like you knew I would agree to sign the document.”
“That will happen sooner or later.”
Whitney was at a loss for words.
I wonder how Charles’ men will communicate with my family. How will they react upon finding out that I’m getting married?
The tobacco scent in the room was getting stronger, so Whitney approached him and took the cigarette dangling from his mouth.
“Stop smoking, Mr. Newton. Smoking isn’t good for your health. Besides, it’s getting late.”
Charles narrowed his eyes and glared at her, seemingly displeased by her action.
“We are not married yet. Are you already interfering in my affairs?”
“Well…” Whitney felt a wave of awkwardness wash over her. His intense gaze made her tremble with a hint of fear. “I-I’m still adjusting, you know. I want to learn how to be a loving couple with you in public. I don’t want to behave poorly and risk embarrassing you.”
Charles looked away silently. He didn’t make to light another cigarette.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Whitney bent down and stubbed the cigarette out on the ashtray.
Charles gazed at her coldly as her slender figure walked past him.
A girl from the countryside, huh? Why doesn’t she look innocent at all to me?
“Ah!” Whitney screamed as a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and tugged her backward.
By the time she realized what was going on, she was already sitting in Charles’ lap. “M-Mr. Newton?”
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force that Whitney winced in pain, feeling as if her
“I understand.”
get upset and accuse me of not behaving.
of minutes, trying to figure out what might have upset the man.
go? It hurts a
a light push. Losing her balance, she stumbled onto the carpet
up and slowly
like a
is on the right as you enter, and the bathroom is on the left. You should take a shower to get rid of
embarrassing. “But my clothes are
still busy taking off his clothes. His white shirt hugged his well-defined physique, revealing
turned on his
and
later, Charles strode out of the closet, tossing
“Wear this for tonight.”
Whitney felt a little shy to put
stepped out
soft glow of a bedside lamp. Charles lay on the
Read The Ex and Her Riches novel Gwendolyn and Maverick Chapter 705
Read The Ex and Her Riches Chapter 705
The Read The Ex and Her Riches novel series by joy has been updated to chapter Chapter 705 .
In Chapter 705 of the The Ex and Her Riches series, The story revolves around Gwendolyn Shalders, who is married to Maverick Wright but feels neglected by him. One night, she wakes up to find Maverick in her room, and they engage in intimate activities. However, she hears Maverick call out another woman's name, Tasha, which devastates her. Gwendolyn remembers the hurtful message Tasha sent her, claiming that she and Maverick are childhood sweethearts and that Gwendolyn is a mere replacement. Filled with pain and anger, Gwendolyn confronts Maverick the next morning, and he accuses her of drugging him to become his wife. Gwendolyn, realizing that her efforts have been in vain, decides to ask for a divorce..... Will this Chapter 705 author joy mention any details. Follow Chapter 705 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
The Ex and Her Riches novel Gwendolyn and Maverick Chapter 705
The Ex and Her Riches Chapter 705