Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

Lilian was standing very unsteadily due to the pain on her legs. Sebastian’s push made her stepped back until she hit the solid chest of another man. Archibald had her back. He supported her and helped her to get balanced.

Sebastian didn't even give her a second look. He slammed the door close hard and drove the car away.

Lilian stood still and saw the car sliding into the darkness of the night. She wanted to laugh but she really couldn't. She didn't even know what to feel now. There seemed to be something in her throat, and it was choking her.

Eleanor followed them and went out. Sebastian and Joanna were gone. When she saw Archibald and Lilian were standing in front of the gate hand-in-hand, she raised her eyebrows and laughed.

"Mr. Hawkins. The celebration is still going on. Why don't you go back and take a seat?" She paused for a few seconds and then said to Lilian. "Come with me, Lilian. I need to talk to you." Then she dragged Lilian away before she agreed.

In a secluded corner outside the hotel, Eleanor started scolding and swearing, "I told you to stay in the ancestral hall. Why are you here? Everybody in Millpond knows you now! Now get back and don't you dare to ruin this birthday celebration."

Eleanor then went back to the hotel, leaving Lilian behind. She thought Archibald must be back in the celebration because she didn't see her here.

Lilian's lips twitched. It was always her fault.

She walked off the long driveway of the hotel, and then she took off her high heels. She walked along the street, barefoot, without noticing the coldness on the ground and coarse sand. Her mind went empty.

Eleanor didn't like her, and she had been used to the old woman's sarcasm and mocking. What Lilian couldn't accept is how capricious Sebastian. The man had made the decision to announce their relationship, but he changed his mind the moment he saw Joanna fell to the ground.

After all, Sebastian's dissatisfaction was momentary. He wanted to declare his sovereignty over her just because she was legally his wife, and he would never let her be with other men because that would be embarrassing.

of a man showed up before her. She looked at him from feet to head. Then her eyes were fixed on his face. He was standing with his back to a

was him, again. She

the messy woman with high heels in her hand. Her petty and fair feet were on the cold ground. The night wind made her hair

the high heels from her.

do was put her arms around his neck. She looked at the man's handsome

the street with her in his arms. He put her on the bench and squatted in front

struggling!" He yelled, which sounded very possessive. Lilian was startled.

laugh, but she didn't dare. Therefore, she could only bite her lips and put up with it. When his warm fingertips accidentally touched her feet,

she thought this was finally over. However, he suddenly lifted her skirt. Before she gasped and screamed, he had already stopped moving. He rolled his skirt to the knee and watched the bruises on it. Then he looked at her and said nothing. He lifted her up and carried her to a black sedan pulled over on the other side

are you taking me?" She asked as

"Hone," he answered calmly.

home?" She was

her and didn't answer. Lilian later knew it was home when she finally

which was famous for being simple, spacious, and bright. Everything was arranged in the perfect way. On the

opposite. He loved the light and bright colors, which was exactly like his personality. He was always too shining and scorching to looked at directly. Lilian had tried her

a first-aid kit in his hand. He had changed his suit into a shirt. Sleeves had been rolled

him with suspicious and vigilant eyes. As he sat on the couch, she moved and curled her body tighter. This

the skirt. She asked, "What are