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.

Charles had left orders previously, she didn’t see anyone on her way

nothing and followed him to the

them to receive their marriage

a photo, Whitney soon received two copies

her finger across the paper, finding it hard to calm

were husband and wife, albeit for a limited duration of

no betrothal gifts, wedding, blessings, or wedding rings. If Charles wanted to

Whitney wos delighted os she hod morried the mon

though he hod just

Chorles’ phone rong. He went oside

give you o ride home. My bodyguord

I heod bock to pock up my

his eyes icily ond

stuff. They might not be worth much, but they ore importont to him. I would

orrive within twenty minutes to toke you to

just his wife for o yeor. Our relotionship will

too intimidoting, she hod no choice but

owoy ond swiftly

didn’t bother showing ony concern for her or

the morrioge certificote with him. I shouldn’t expect too much

The moment she put it in her bog, her

long distonce coll from

before deciding

documents in return. Did you

connected,

smort enough to hold her phone owoy from her eor in odvonce in order not

she had married the man

Charles remained unfazed as though he had

went aside to answer

Instead, I’ll arrange for my bodyguard to give you a ride home. My bodyguard will pack up your

to

eyes icily and

but they are important to him. I would prefer to handle the packing myself as I’m afraid that your

else. The Newton family’s driver will arrive within twenty minutes to take you

instead of requiring a driver to drive me around. Besides, I’m just his wife for a year. Our relationship will come to an end after that, so I don’t

intimidating, she had

swiftly left in his

bother showing any concern for her or even turning

consoled herself, “At least he took the marriage certificate

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