The Unexpected Marriage

Darren put his phone back to his pocket and stood in front of the French window. The beige gauze curtain was gradually penetrating by the sun. His shadow could clearly be seen on the face of the sleeping girl.

As if sensing the light in front of her eyes, Joan smiled and gradually opened her blurred eyes.

Hearing the rustling sound behind him, Darren turned around and put the cup on the table in front of her. The warm water still didn't dissipate and the white smoke was in front of her eyes.

"Good morning." There was no superfluous emotion in his tone. "How do you think about the thing I mentioned last night?"

Joan managed to collect her thoughts. She took the glass of water in front of her and gulped it down. The lukewarm water made her throat a little uncomfortable. She used her hand to brush her hair that was a little bit messy after sleep and gazed at Darren.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu. I may disappoint you. Indeed, your condition is very tempting to me. And it can be said that the reason of the bankruptcy is something I am most eager to know."

Everything seemed to be the same as he had imagined. However, all of a sudden, Joan changed the topic. "But I'm going to investigate my family by myself. I'm afraid that I'm not qualified to be your wife."

"Woman, I advise you to think twice before you speak. I will give you some time to think about it. "

"No need!" His words were cut off by Joan. His brows furrowed. Most of the entrepreneurs he had met before didn't have the guts to cut in his words.

Moreover, he never gave others a second chance to make a choice. Today was the first time for him to make an exception, but he was refused so decisively and ruthlessly.

handbag to cover bruises under her eyes, she blurted out, "Mr. Lu, I

Bye.

up the glass cup with lipstick mark left on it. His face darkened. Joan. You will

bread every day. Sitting in the fast food restaurant and seeing the waiter's disgusted expression, she had the thick skin to stay there for

several interviewers had interviewed her. When they saw her "unclean" curriculum vitae, they all chose to stay away from her. That was why

we've seen your resume,

beginning, she felt a little upset. Later, she was used to turning her resume back, as if what they had

who waits. Joan

enough, she was attracted by the national competition of architectural design in a newspaper today. The bonus was an ideal number for her at the moment. She quickly closed the newspaper, went back to her temporary apartment provided by Darren and

favorite design, which was a well-known design draft making Jian Company

to cover their mouths and nose when passing by. When she passed by on bus a few days ago,

years when she was away, Scott worked hard. She still remembered clearly how cunning he was when he stared at this draft like

arms and said ambitiously, "Joan, I must turn your design into reality. I will

Her wireless mouse fell to the ground. Joan threw the plan

woman, and she felt disgusted somehow. She could forgive

Not at all.

in prison. Joan was absorbed in her work and pulled a blanket over her legs. Without moving a bit, she changed her ideas into a design by mouse and several fast