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 providing her and her brother with an opportunity.She gazed at Damien with clear eyes, "Were you serious when you said you would treat my brother's illness just now?""Absolutely, I will include it in the prenuptial agreement," Damien said gravely.Jane nodded, "If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known there was a prenuptial agreement. So, you can add another clause: during our marriage, you cannot have sex with me, let alone force me."Is he shooting himself in the foot?The corners of his mouth curled slightly, "Then what if you want to have sex with me?"Jane stared at him, swearing, "It's impossible!"She will not allow history to repeat itself.Observing her resolute expression, Damien smiled a little in the depths of his eyes."Fine!"Jane felt like this man was deliberately teasing her, and she secretly gritted her teeth and asked, "So, when do you plan on divorcing me?"Divorce before getting married?He contemplated for a moment and replied, "Two years. I will divorce you in two years."This period of time is neither lengthy nor brief, and she must come to terms with it. Will she depart from him after two years, though?Jane affirmed, "Yes."Damien gave her a glance, "In that case, I'll have the lawyer come over. If you have any conditions you want to add, we can discuss them then.""Okay."The lawyer arrived approximately ten minutes later.This confirmed Jane's suspicion that Damien had come prepared.Jane didn't want to add any conditions to the marriage contract, but Damien added several that were advantageous to her.For instance, he would provide her with "pocket money" each month, which would assist her in launching her career.However, there were also conditions that bound her at the same time.For example, she must move in with him to his house, attend necessary events with him, and refrain from being too close to people of the opposite gender.After signing the contract, Jane's hands trembled, and she was almost as nervous as when she signed her younger brother's surgery consent form."Let's go and get the certificate now." Damien capped his pen and gazed at Jane.Jane's expression was a little rigid, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "I have to go back and retrieve the household registration book first.""Alright, while you're at it, pack up anything you want to bring. But if you don't bring anything, it's no problem. I'll have someone take care of it.""No need!" Jane grabbed the marriage contract and headed towards the door.Damien watched her leave, then turned to his assistant Duke Grey, "Clean up and go to the young lady's house.""Yes!" Duke nodded, quickly gathering the marriage contract on the table.In reality, he still hadn't recovered.His boss had just "married" himself off like that.Furthermore, the girl's indifferent expression indicated that she was unwilling.However, the girl appeared to be familiar.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, "
Jane took a breath outside before returning to the private room, but Ciara was nowhere to be found.Betty asked, "Where did you go? I looked for you in the bathroom, but you weren't there."Jane replied calmly, "I found a place to rest. Why don't you sing?"Betty looked embarrassed, "I'm not a good singer. I'm tone-deaf."Jane sensed that it might not be true, but rather a lack of confidence due to her social status.Glancing at her watch, she said, "It's getting late. I should leave."Since she and Ciara had severed ties, there was no reason to stay."I'll come with you," Betty said.They left the room and turned a corner, where they overheard a woman's whining voice."Mr. Dickson, it's been so long. Do you miss me?" Ciara stood at the door of a private room, clinging to a pot-bellied middle-aged man."Of course, baby. You're still as beautiful as ever," he replied, his hands lingering on her body.Betty was shocked, "Ciara..."Jane remained unfazed, having already known about Ciara'
Damien held Jane's waist with one hand and supported her shoulder with the other. His light brown eyes looked a little dim under the dim light.His voice was cold and lacked warmth. "Are you drunk?"He appeared indifferent and his words sounded like he was blaming Jane for bumping into him.Jane stared at him for a few seconds and realized that this was not her imagination. She quickly stabilized herself and thanked him. "Thank you."She was surprised to see him here. Wasn't he on a business trip in London?Damien frowned slightly as he noticed the faint smell of alcohol on her body. It was obvious that she had been drinking. The paleness on her face was also due to fright.Mr. Dickson's heart rose in his throat when he saw Jane bump into Damien. He quickly pushed Ciara away and apologized. "Mr. Damien, I am very sorry for disturbing you."Ciara staggered and nearly fell to the ground, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her.She kn