I Got Married Without You

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* Amelia stood at the entrance of the villa for a while before James’

car pulled up in front of her.

He rolled down the car window. Sunlight poured into the car, revealing his well-defined face with a pair of black sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose. Amelia couldn’t see the look in his eyes as he tilted his head to look at her.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car. His tall and stalwart figure dwarfed Amelia.

Through the sunglasses, he lowered his gaze and carefully looked at the woman in front of him, who was the embodiment of pure desire.

“Amelia, today, you….”

He bent down and tilted his head slightly, leaning close to her ear. In a charming voice, he muttered, “You look beautiful.”

Amelia raised her hand to cover her ears, blocking his scorching breath with the back of her hand.

“You… Can you stop getting so close every time you speak? It’s not like I can’t hear you clearly…” she grumbled.

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His thin, pursed lips slowly curled up into a grin.

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He affectionately rubbed her round head as he commented, “Your

hair has grown longer.”

It wouldn’t be long until he could see her with waist-length hair.

Hopefully, he would live long enough to see it.

He grabbed Amelia’s hand, who didn’t say a word, and opened the passenger door to let her get in the car. He took out a bouquet

from the trunk and handed

roses, she raised her eyes and looked at James. “Didn’t you give these to

flowers to

a bouquet

he was still alive, he would give her a bouquet every day until the end of time.

observing for a few

flowers

side-eyed the man wearing sunglasses, who had yet to

wasn’t sumrner, so the sun wasn’t that strong.

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block the

was rather strange..

calmly, “I didn’t

thought you might get

tightened slightly. However, she still didn’t have the courage to take

out an insulated container from the glove box

Amelia. “Here’s breakfast.”

insulated container, then at James.

you make it?”

as he opened up the

as well as

like first?”

porridge he made wasn’t that good, so Amelia’s eyes fell on the

past the porridge, and immediately understood that the porridge he had made was

to Amelia. Then, he took a spoonful of porridge and put it in

had changed slightly

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raised, Amelia couldn’t help but smile. “Mr. Evans, maybe you should give

glance of that smile, it made the terrible * porridge taste much better. “Okay. I

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earlier, so he didn’t even bother taste testing his porridge. He didn’t expect it to

pastries and drinking milk. “If it’s so