To keep her

Since Lorenzo has made it known that Fabiola is his wife, she can no longer return to her rented room.

She was taken to Lorenzo's luxurious villa.

No sooner had the car pulled up in front of the golden gates than Fabiola was stunned by the sight before her, but at the same time she became frightened that she was getting used to it and would find it difficult to return to her previous life.

"Hello madam, I am the butler here. The young master has instructed me to take you to his bedroom."

Fabiola was still in a daze when an older man of about sixty years of age approached.

Lorenzo hadn't come back with her, he had told the driver to bring her over after explaining that something had come up at work.

Lorenzo's bedroom? But they were faking their marriage, were they really going to sleep together?

"Madame?" The butler spoke up again.

"Oh, yes." Fabiola nodded, presumably because Lorenzo didn't want anyone to find out they were in fake marriage, and she didn't want to cause him any more t