A man with an attractive appearance is causing envy among women.
The fact is, he is in great physical shape, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, giving him the perfect inverted triangle figure. Even his complexion appears fairer than most women.Jane's annoyance was evident on her face. "Are you serious?"It's clear that this man is not the one suffering, she is."You may feel wronged, but I, Damien Wolfe, am not someone who takes things lightly." The man's voice was cold and distant, unlike his previous cheerful tone.Damien Wolfe? Jane was taken aback for a moment, as the name sounded familiar, like she had heard it somewhere before.She turned to him impatiently. "What do you want? Money? How much?"Seeing her reaction, Damien knew that she had no idea who he was.He smirked. "I have plenty of money, but there is one thing I lack."Jane looked at him skeptically, sensing that something was off."What is it?""I need a wife."Jane laughed. "That's not funny!"How could a man with his looks have trouble finding a spouse?"Do you think I'm joking?" Damien's tone was serious."I don't agree!" Jane refused, ready to leave again.It was absurd - two strangers who had spent only one night together were about to get married? Was he out of his mind?"Then I'll have to take the recording to court and sue you for raping an exceptional single man. I'm sure it will attract a lot of attention from the media."Jane paused, turned her head, and stared at him."Recording? What recording?"Damien reached for his phone from the bed, played an audio clip, and handed it to Jane."It's so hot, I'm so uncomfortable..." a woman's voice complained.Jane's face turned red with embarrassment. It was her voice!"Miss, please let me go. This is not right." Damien's serious voice came through, confirming that it was indeed him.Woman: "No, um..."...Jane's face turned even redder. She had no idea she was capable of being so... passionate.Damien gazed at Jane and inquired, "May I know what choice you have made?""You...you're scheming against me!" Jane glared at Damien with disgust, finding his behavior truly despicable."I'm merely taking preventive measures. After all, my decision is currently the right one," Damien replied with a smirk, his delicate peach blossom eyes glinting with a hint of cynicism.Jane was so infuriated by his audacity that she was rendered speechless. She had encountered individuals with thick skin before, but never had she come across someone as brazen as him."Why are you so upset when so many men don't want to get married nowadays?" Damien shrugged and spoke helplessly."My family is pressuring me to continue the family line," he continued, his peach blossom eyes widening with feigned innocence.Jane snickered, "I have no intention of continuing your family line.""That's precisely why I need you to marry me!" Damien responded nonchalantly.Jane was momentarily taken aback and stared at him quizzically."I require a wife in name to silence my family," Damien explained. "From what I've heard, Miss Austen, you're the perfect candidate."Jane wanted to retort that he had no idea what he was talking about, but the situation seemed all too familiar. In contemporary romance novels, wealthy heirs would marry a woman in name to avoid being pressured into marriage by their families, and then divorce when the timing was right.Therefore, the man in front of her must be a wealthy heir."What did you say your name was again?" Jane asked subconsciously.Damien's lips curved into a smile. "I apologize for not introducing myself properly earlier. My name is Damien Wolfe, Miss Austen."Though his voice was not particularly loud, it seemed to echo through the room.Damien Wolfe...Damien...Jane's expression suddenly changed. Could he be that Damien Wolfe? she thought.Jane was experiencing some discomfort.New York is home to numerous affluent families, but the Wolfes reign supreme.The heir to the Wolfe family is Damien Wolfe.Jane may have heard of Damien Wolfe before as he was rumored to be entering the entertainment industry.Did she really fall for the first man in New York she met?Or is he just trying to deceive her?Damien seems to read her thoughts and smirked, "Would you like to see my identification?"Jane shook her head, knowing that IDs can be forged these days.However, she noticed the expensive Patek Philippe watch on the table when she reached for her ID."In that case, let's discuss marriage," Damien proposed calmly.Jane coldly refused, "I don't agree."Damien picked up his phone and threatened to call the police, "Then it seems I have no choice."Jane pleaded, "Please don't!""Then you agree?" Damien asked with interest.Jane gritted her teeth, not wanting to agree, but feeling powerless in this situation.Damien reassured her, "D
What kind of woman he desires to wed based on his status is insufficient, why does it have to be her? Jane is perplexed, is it just because of last night?Damien clarifies, "I won't marry someone I am not acquainted with. As per my investigation, Miss Austen, you are the most fitting candidate."Jane comprehends that this person has looked into her thoroughly in just one night.Indeed, someone of his stature must be cautious about his choice of spouse."So, do I not have the right to decline?" Jane inquired.The ball is in his court, and the terms he has offered are quite enticing.She is not concerned about herself; her brother's illness has always weighed heavily on her mind.Over the years, it has been challenging for her to pay for her brother's daily medical expenses, let alone find suitable organs and surgery fees."I hope you won't decline," Damien said.Jane understands that she has no choice now that matters has progressed to this point.Alternatively, she must thank God for p
After two hours, a young lady emerged from the court house accompanied by an attractive gentleman.Jane held the crimson booklet, still finding it hard to believe.She had married in such a hasty manner, and worse still, with a stranger from a one-night stand.To make matters worse, the person she married was the third heir of the Wolfe family, who had a swarm of women vying for his attention in New York."Miss Austen, congratulations on your wedding!" Damien suddenly said.Jane looked up and saw Damien holding a marriage certificate in one hand, while the other was extended towards her.His fingers were slender and pale, more delicate than a woman's.His attractive face was tense, his light brown eyes were composed, and he appeared professional.No, this marriage was nothing but a merger of interests.Jane took a deep breath and held his hand. "Damien, congratulations on your wedding."Since this man had offered her such a beneficial deal, putting on a façade would be self-degrading.
Jane resides in a secluded location, and she has taken up residence in a small dwelling that consists of one bedroom and one living room.The edifice was constructed in the early days and does not have an elevator, but the rent is economical.Despite the dilapidated exterior, Jane has made the interior cozy and welcoming with warm wallpaper and uncomplicated yet practical furniture.As soon as she entered the abode, Jane tossed Baolian and the marriage certificate on the couch and headed straight to the bathroom.While she was staying at the hotel, she didn't have enough time to take a thorough shower, and she always felt unclean and uneasy.She shed her garments, stood under the shower, shut her eyes, and scrubbed her body repeatedly with her hands soaked in shower gel.The unfortunate event has already taken place, and she is powerless to alter it. Now, all she can think about is the future.After half an hour, Jane emerged from the bathroom, changed into clean clothes, and reclined
She could tell from the empathetic expression on her mother's face how humiliating it was to be sent back home by her husband on their first day of marriage.However, Jane was feeling very at ease since they were not actually married.After touring the house, Jane followed Evelyn upstairs and, despite Evelyn's hesitation to speak, she still chose a guest room to stay in.Sitting in the VIP room at the airport, the man had a laptop on his lap and a mobile phone in his hand.His face was devoid of emotion and his voice was monotone as he said, "If she wants to, she can do whatever she pleases."After ending the call, he continued typing on the keyboard.Not long after, an announcement for boarding was made.He closed his notebook, handed it to Duke beside him, stood up and walked towards the boarding gate.He hoped that when he returned, she would have adjusted to being Mrs. Damien.After spending one night at the villa, Jane went to the hospital the next day to visit her younger brother
Await Jonathan's slumber.Jane proceeded to the open area at the back of the hospital and contacted the cleaning agency."What's wrong with your staff? They leave without any sense of responsibility.""It's just a kid playing around. You wouldn't understand. As the employer, shouldn't you be notified?" "I hope you fulfill your promises." Jane ended the call, her face displaying frustration.Remembering Jonathan's struggles during their stay at the hospital, she felt guilty and concerned."Why are you so upset?" A male voice interrupted her thoughts.Jane turned around to see a young man in a white coat approaching her.He had gold-rimmed glasses and an elegant demeanor. He was Peter Tuchel, Jonathan's attending physician."It's nothing." Jane nodded slightly, grateful. "Dr. Peter, thank you for taking care of Jonathan.""I've told you many times to call me Peter," he said helplessly.Jane smiled, "I'm sorry, I keep forgetting."Peter appeared disappointed. Jane was always like this -
Ciara's expression changed slightly, and she put on a smile and said, "Director Rebel, are you joking with me?""Do you think I'm in the mood to joke with you, Ciara? You know I have many options for the female lead, and it's not up to you," replied Director Rebel."No, no, Director Rebel, there must be a misunderstanding. I will definitely explain. Please don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry," Ciara said."Ciara, you know how well I treat you. This is your last chance," warned Director Rebel."Okay, okay, I understand. Thank you, Director Rebel. I will explain everything. How about I treat you to dinner tonight?" Ciara apologized with a smile.Once she hung up, her smile faded. She called her agent Salem Blue and said coldly, "Director Rebel says Jane wasn't in that room last night. What happened? Why did she disappear?""Didn't she take the medicine? How could she disappear?" Salem was also surprised."I don't know, find out for me immediately. This role is crucial to me," Ci
Previous occasion? Jane's pupils tightened slightly, and Ciara felt ashamed to bring up the past incident.She couldn't bear to imagine what would have happened if she hadn't escaped.The human psyche is truly intricate, and some individuals have valid reasons for their malevolent actions.Jane concealed the animosity in her heart and walked towards Ciara.Without touching the wine on the table, she grabbed the bottle and poured herself a fresh glass.Lifting her glass, she gazed at Ciara and said, "Ciara has spoken, and I dare not disobey. I must show respect with this cup and thank Ciara Tyla for taking care of me for so long."Ciara narrowed her eyes, noticing the young girl's agitation."You are punished with wine, how can you show me respect?" She chuckled. "That's not fair."Jane raised her head and downed the wine in her cup.Observing her reddened face, Ciara suggested with a grin, "One cup isn't enough. You must drink three, don't you think?"The surrounding guests cheered, "