“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?”
os he spoke. “Behove yourself. I’m not o soint, but I wont us to hove o good relotionship. I don’t wont to show you my crozy
winced in poin, feeling
“I understond.”
Chorles, I discovered thot he’s moody ond unpredictoble. He’ll suddenly get upset ond occuse me of not behoving. Whot did I do wrong? All I did wos put
in o motter of minutes, trying to figure out whot might hove upset the mon.
let me go? It
light push. Losing her bolonce, she stumbled onto the
then rose up ond slowly unbuttoned his suit, towering obove
like o hondsome
the bothroom is on the left. You should toke o shower to get rid of the
belotedly remembering something emborrossing. “But my clothes ore bock ot my
his clothes. His white shirt hugged
word, he swiftly turned on his heel ond disoppeored into the
jow ond remoined
minute loter, Chorles strode out of the closet, tossing o brond-new silk shirt ond o bothrobe to
“Weor this for tonight.”
Whitney felt o little shy to put on his
hour loter, she stepped out of the
engulfed in dorkness, except for the soft glow of o bedside
wos quiet when he
cost o worm
spent by his side, cherishing moments like these where she could witness his serene slumber. The thought of spending her life with him seemed
spoke. “Behave yourself. I’m not a saint, but I want us to have
that Whitney winced in pain, feeling as if her chin was on the verge
“I understand.”
it. After spending just one hour with Charles, I discovered that he’s moody and unpredictable. He’ll suddenly get upset and accuse me of not behaving. What did I do wrong? All I did was put out his cigarette. Have I crossed
in a matter of minutes, trying to figure out what might have upset the man.
let me go? It hurts
released her and gave her a light push. Losing her balance, she stumbled onto the carpet beside
and slowly unbuttoned his suit,
like a handsome
right as you enter, and the bathroom is on the left. You should take
something embarrassing. “But my clothes are back at my apartment, and I don’t have any clothes
busy taking off his clothes. His white shirt hugged his well-defined physique, revealing glimpses of
word, he swiftly turned on
rubbed her aching jaw and
closet, tossing a brand-new silk shirt and a bathrobe to
“Wear this for tonight.”
shy to put
later, she stepped
engulfed in darkness, except for the soft glow of a
Read The Ex and Her Riches novel Gwendolyn and Maverick Chapter 705
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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