Chapter 7

Zachary got into the Rolls Royce and instructed in a husky voice, “Don’t forget to bring around the national car I bought.”

It was a façade to fool his wife. What was his wife called again?

“Oh, right. What’s the name of the missus again?”

Zachary could not be bothered to dig out the marriage license. Oh, it was likely Nana did not return it to him after he showed her. Anyhow, the marriage license was not with him.

The bodyguard replied, “… The young missus is Serenity Hunt. She’s twenty-five this year. You might want to remember that.”

Mr. Zachary had an exceptional memory, but when it came to people who he was not fond of, he jammed them out.

This was especially true with women. He probably would not know the lady’s name even if they met every day.

“Sure. Got it.”

Zachary responded offhandedly.

Judging by Zachary’s tone, the bodyguard knew he would not be bothered to learn the young missus’ name.

Refusing to waste more brain cells on Serenity, Zachary slumped against the seat and rested his eyes.

The journey from Wiltspoon Hotel to Brynfield took ten minutes.

With the luxury sedan convoy stopping at the neighborhood gate, Zachary proceeded to drive the national MPV into the neighborhood.

Although he could not remember his bride’s name, Zachary was not going to forget about the property he bought.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance to his home and took notice of a pair of familiar slippers at the door. They seemed to be his.

were they

must be Serenity!

Nana at first, but all that good impression was

Zachary believed Serenity was a

keep his identity hidden after marriage to be

to find out that she was a scheming woman,

ever came to those who played

tried to unlock the door, but his attempt was futile. He was less than happy when he realized that the woman had locked him

was his

and yet she locked her out!

his foot

get Serenity

and added the spousal title for a reminder. He would be d*mned if he could remember who Serenity was for once instead of deleting

was startled awake by the kick on the door.

door in the middle of the night? How was she supposed

was a grump in the morning, not to mention now that she was woken up by the

room, she had no idea

it? Why are you knocking on my door when you should be sleeping?”

outside. She was stumped the moment she got a good look at the person’s face.

already on an all-time high as she did

past her and entered the house with a sour face.

tongue out behind

aftereffect of marrying

was a good thing the neighbors

bent over to put them back inside

back since you weren’t home

Serenity explained.

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