I Got Married Without You

After watching Koenigsek drive away, Eva returned to the master bedroom.

Inside, Paul stood by the floor-to-ceiling window like a male model, unmoving, staring at the car that had disappeared in the distance downstairs.

Eva couldn’t help but cough lightly when she saw him. “They’re gone. When are you leaving?”

Paul, who was smiling brightly like he had won a victory, quickly put away his smile and turned to look at Eva when he heard her voice.

Seeing her neatly dressed, he squinted slightly. “I don’t have any clothes to wear. How about you let me stay for another night?”

There was a hidden emotion in his eyes, somewhat obscure, but Eva understood clearly what he was suggesting.

She pretended not to notice and turned to open the closet in the master bedroom, taking out a set of men’s clothing and handing it to Paul.

When Paul saw that there were other men’s clothes in her room, his expression darkened, but he knew he didn’t have the right to

question her at this moment, so he gritted his teeth and refused. “I’ll have my assistant send clothes over later.”

Implicitly, he meant that he wouldn’t wear other men’s clothes. After glancing at him, Eva shook out a shirt, turned the collar out, and held it up to Paul’s face.

When Paul’s eyes touched the brand, he felt a surge of joy and quickly reached out to take it. “Why are you still keeping my clothes?”

didn’t know what happened, but she inexplicably left behind a set of clothes, probably as a memento. She didn’t expect it to come in handy now, but she wouldn’t admit to secretly keeping a man’s

so I kept

Eva’s eyes, unable to determine whether her words were true or false. He simply reached out and hugged her

was too strong, and she couldn’t break free. She could only let him come close to

it the clothes you can’t

“Ilurry up and change

grabbed Eva again

I still want you.”

his cheek against Eva’s neck.

time,

hand to push Paul’s head away, but

much gentler at this moment. However, just one kiss suffocated Eva and made

fighting in her mind. She had been drunk last night, which made her do irrational things. Now that she was sober, she needed

down onto the sofa. Outside the floor-to-ceiling

with some difficulty, panting for breath. She clenched her small

mess around again, be

fierce appearance, the smile in

with one hand and pressed them onto the

still having me in

resist him after what she had been through, which meant that he still