Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

Lillian did not terminate the contract with the radio station after the lawsuit, which meant that she refused to join Sebastian's company, and Sebastian was annoyed about this.

Joanna was getting worrier. Sometimes she can't figure out what Sebastian was thinking. It was a terrible feeling not to have things under control.

It was Lillian’s fault.

In the spacious and bright office, Archibald was sitting in his exclusive chair, looking down at the documents in his hand, and his secretary Amy was reporting the data gathered from other departments.

The phone on the desktop rang a pleasant ringtone. The moment the phone rang, Amy saw the surprise in Archibald’s eyes. She heard his ringtones before, but they were simple light music, which were called by major customers. Today’s ringtone was very special. She hasn’t heard it before. Could it be someone important, so he set up a special ringtone?

Archibald felt warm when he saw "Lillian" on the screen. How long has he given his number to her? He didn’t even remember. Why she waited so long to call him?

He picked up the phone and walked to the French windows and tapped the answer button, her voice came through, "Hello? Archibald, this is Lillian, are you available now?"

His thin lips couldn't help but upturned, "Why do you call me suddenly? Do you miss me?"

Lillian gritted her teeth. He was a polished scoundrel, he wanted to take advantage of her every single time. She automatically ignored what he said just now, and said lightly, "I'm at the radio station and just finished the show. If you have time, I want to see you. If you don’t have time..."

Before she finished, he said, "I knew you miss me. Wait, I'll be there soon."

Archibald hung up the phone, and the boredom of nearly a day of work was suddenly relieved. He picked up the suit hung on the coat rack and was about to leave.

Amy stared at him blankly, "Mr. Hawkins, the report is not finished yet."

"You go back first, and you can report tomorrow."

appointment with a big

"Change it to tomorrow."

we change it

put on his suit, holding the tie, and lifting it up. He looked inspiring and handsome. He looked

Archibald’s secretary,

be so handsome even in dressing, and now she was looked at by him, and her heart beat fast. She stammered, "Yes,

a good mood. He ignored Amy’s sudden stuttering and asked Kieran to bring

a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of her, the

he drove this time was black, not white. She thought it was not surprising for him to change his car at daily basis. She saw him in a formal suit and tie, obviously he just came from work. The uprising arc

opened the door and sat in the co-pilot seat. Archibald reminded her to put on the seat belt. She said quietly, "There is no need, I just want to say a

his elbows on the steering wheel, his forehead tilted, the corners of his lips

glanced at his playful posture, and exhaled, "Archibald, was my settlement with the radio station was the result of your dealings with

to ask him

generous treatment they offered, a relaxing position, and the show was arranged at three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no need to do a night

He still nodded: "Yes."

"Archibald, you do so much for me, do you want

not far apart. They looked at each other, she was calm, and you couldn’t tell from his expression. He laughed, "Lillian, you finally straightened out, yes, are you ready to sleep

his eyes,

understand. I don't understand why do you do this?" She withdrew her eyes and looked forward. The streets were shaded by trees, and

you are

suddenly turned and looked at him, and saw his squinted eyes. All the idle expression disappeared, only the

struck, as if there was a drum beating in her heart, and the