Chapter 114 - Don't Ever Talk About Divorce

"Are you tired?" Marty asked her while they were seated in the backseat of the car.

"I'm dead tired," she answered and leaned her head on his shoulder.

Marty sat her in his lap and said, "Take a nap, I'll wake you when we get to the airport."

They had a large number of wedding guests, with whom they should at least have a photograph. After dinner, they went from table after table to have a photo with the guests. They were careful not to miss any table because they did not want to offend any of their guests. And that made Christine exhausted, walking around with her stilettos. Plus the dancing and other stuff they did at the banquet.

Forty-five minutes later, they arrived at the airport and the car came to a stop within meters of Marty's private jet.

Marty woke her up and he held his breath, seeing her thick long lashes flutter as she slowly opened her eyes. His wife is so beautiful, even as she tries to open her eyes.

"Hi," said Christine with a blushing face when she opened