Charles sat across from her and observed her embarrassed expression calmly as though he was an experienced playboy.

“It was a guess. I can roughly guess your size as the shop assistant’s size was similar to yours.”

What? I can’t believe he was bold enough to ask the shop assistant. Didn’t he feel shy about it?

“Thank you, Mr. Newton.”

Charles glanced at his watch. “We need to leave before ten. Hurry up.”

“Oh, all right!”

Whitney grabbed the shopping bag and hurried into the walk-in closet.

She exhaled sharply as she put on the bra.

It was indeed a guess on Charles’ part. He bought a size too small. It’s pretty tight. Ugh, forget it. I’ll endure it for the time being and head back home after registering our marriage to pack up my clothes.

“Are you done?” Charles urged.

“I’m almost done.”

Without further delay, she changed into the dress and emerged from the closet.

The white dress accentuated her innocence and elegance, and despite the fact that white attire might not suit everyone, she looked stunning in it.

Her natural beauty shone through, even without any makeup, and her long blond hair added to her angelic appearance.

Charles gazed at her for some time.

Whitney touched her cheek, feeling awkward under his intense gaze. Following his line of sight, she observed herself and asked, “Do I look really ugly?”

“No,” Charles replied honestly. “It suits you.”

“Thank you. You have good taste, Mr. Newton.”

Charles looked away and tapped his fingers on the coffee table. “Come and eat your breakfast.”

Whitney approached him obediently. As she was starved, she gobbled down the food swiftly.

The Newton residence’s chef used to work in five-star hotels, so the breakfast spread was delicate and delicious. The breakfast Whitney used to have by the roadside was nothing compared to this.

She soon finished her breakfast and left the house with Charles.

left orders previously, she didn’t

Whitney said nothing and followed him

them to receive their marriage

soon received two copies of their

paper, finding it hard to calm

they were husband and wife, albeit

were no betrothal gifts, wedding, blessings, or wedding rings. If Charles wanted to keep their marriage a secret, no one would find out

hod morried

he hod just

stepped out of the Civil Affoirs Bureou, Chorles’ phone rong. He went oside to onswer the coll, while Whitney woited for him to

to give you o ride home. My bodyguord will pock up your stuff. Once you orrive ot the Newton residence, seek out Monuel, the butler. He hos been informed

to pock up my own

eyes icily ond didn’t

but they ore importont to him. I would prefer

but don’t go onywhere else. The Newton fomily’s driver will orrive within twenty

just his wife for o yeor. Our relotionship will come to on

Chorles wos too intimidoting, she hod no

swiftly left in

bother showing ony concern for her or even turning oround to

morrioge

fondly. The moment she

o long distonce coll

before deciding to onswer

for your documents in return. Did you get into trouble with him? If

the coll wos connected, her fother’s loud

smort enough to hold her phone owoy from her eor in

delighted as she had

unfazed as though he had just taken care

the Civil Affairs Bureau, Charles’ phone rang. He went aside to answer the call, while

and relayed his instructions, “I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I won’t be able to accompany you back to the Newton residence. Instead, I’ll arrange for my bodyguard to give you a ride home. My bodyguard will pack up

head back to pack up

narrowed his eyes icily and didn’t say

explained, “I have too much stuff. They might not be worth much, but they are important to him. I would prefer

yourself, but don’t go anywhere else. The Newton family’s driver will arrive

of requiring a driver to drive me around. Besides, I’m just his wife for a year. Our

was too intimidating, she had no choice but to nod

away and swiftly left

concern for her or even turning around to look at

the marriage certificate with him. I shouldn’t

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