Chapter 238: Chapter 238: What If the Traffic Police Stop Us?
Just how terrifying is a man who’s turned over the vinegar jar?
The usually calm and indifferent man, as if a celestial being, has lost all rationality at this moment, behaving even more childishly than a three-year-old!
Facing Adrian Law, who was pressing down on her, Cecilia Vaughn felt utterly helpless!
"Ugh... Adrian, don’t be like this..."
What if traffic police come to check at this intersection?
...
After leaving Radiant Group, Adrian Law drove the car wildly, stopping who knows where along the roadside.
Cecilia hadn’t had the chance to say anything when the man spoke up, dripping with jealousy.
"Cecilia, you truly have a great charm. Even with me beside you, a bunch of men asked for your contact information, and they all seemed to be quite wealthy."
Cecilia looked at the man shrouded in a gloomy cloud, feeling unspeakably bitter!
She managed a sheepish smile.
"Adrian, you’ve misunderstood. They weren’t really interested in my contact info; they were just looking to mingle for potential gains."
The man listened to Cecilia’s words, and instead of anger, a smile appeared—but it didn’t reach his eyes, making Cecilia feel a chill.
"Is that to say all this is reasonable?"
"Not reasonable! Absolutely not!"
Facing the extremely jealous man, Cecilia certainly knew what the right thing to say was!
She cautiously reached out her hand, blinking constantly, trying to soothe Tripp Law in front of her as if she were stroking Mimi.
"Adrian, I’m not stupid. It’s obvious you’re so good and outstanding, how could I possibly look at other men?"
"So you’re saying that if I weren’t good or outstanding, you would look at other men?"
The man’s voice was calm and unhurried, obviously with a teasing smile on his face, yet Cecilia only felt colder!
Oh no, it turns out men’s IQ drops when they’re jealous.
Cecilia stared at Adrian’s god-like face, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"That’s not what I mean, no matter how you turn out in the future, as long as you don’t let me down, my heart won’t change. I knew I was in love with you when you were already so exceptional. In terms of looks, you’re the most handsome I’ve ever seen, in terms of wealth, few can match you in all of Veridia, in terms of talent, you’ve been directly admitted to the world-renowned Trident University."
"Many people say you don’t seem to be an ordinary person, perfect like a celestial, perhaps marrying me is your only tribulation."
As Cecilia spoke, her expression turned slightly dark. In the eyes of the world, her stain of killing and imprisonment could never be erased.
At the last engagement party, Florence Warner directly insulted her as worthless; though only a few knew her disgraceful past, what’s done cannot be undone. She can’t forget those shadows.
Adrian hadn’t expected to hear such words from Cecilia.
The man was slightly stunned, then pulled Cecilia into his embrace.
"Silly girl, who says you’re my tribulation? I’m not a deity, how could I be perfect?"
Cecilia, who initially had a gloomy air, burst into laughter hearing Adrian downplay himself.
"Yes, yes, you’re not a deity, you’re just a jealous little kid."
She picked up the share transfer contracts from President Sinclair, President Alden, and Vice President Sanders, feeling deeply moved.
"Tell me, how much did our Tripp Law spend on acquiring 18% of the shares? I’m afraid ten billion won’t cover it."
"Honestly, selling myself wouldn’t be worth that much. Adrian, why do I feel like you wasted money again?"
Cecilia truly didn’t know whether to feel touched or troubled.
Adrian’s phoenix eyes held a trace of a smile, finally shedding the earlier gloom, with an icy facade cracking and revealing a sudden warmth.
"What, has Mrs. Law suddenly realized her self-worth? But in my eyes, my wife is priceless."
"Not jealous anymore?"
Cecilia saw him soften and couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, extending her long white finger to gently tickle the man’s palm.
"Priceless, huh? This word is nice. I finally remembered someone said all assets are in my control, so why keep the acquisition of these shares a secret from me, hmm?"
Adrian’s arm pulled forward, making Cecilia fall unexpectedly into his arms.
In an instant, their eyes met, and they were impossibly close.
"Silly Cecilia, you know the password, too bad you don’t check the accounts."
On the day they got their marriage certificate, he changed all his passwords to Cecilia’s lunar birthday.
That day, to him, held significant meaning.
It’s just unfortunate this little girl seemed to never have used any of his cards, let alone checked the accounts.
At such a close distance, Cecilia felt uneasy under his gaze, with warmth spreading from her cheeks to her nose.
"Does this mean I should act like a housekeeper? I’ll go check when I get back!"
As if!
Cecilia really wasn’t interested in managing Adrian’s countless assets; she also wanted to work hard on her career, and all she was grateful for was Adrian’s deep trust.
It’s rare to meet a partner in this world who truly cares for you, loves you, and with whom you can have a mutual understanding.
How lucky she was.
...
The delicate and sweet scent of a maiden faintly drifted over, and Adrian couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
"Cecilia, seeing as how sincere I am, shouldn’t I get some reward?"
"Sure."
Cecilia smiled mischievously, tilting her head to swiftly plant a kiss on Adrian’s lips.
What kind of kiss was that!
It was too shallow!
Adrian, of course, was dissatisfied, but just then, Cecilia’s phone suddenly rang.
"Let me check the message—"
The man’s gaze was not pleased, while Cecilia playfully insisted on teasing him, looking down at the phone, only to find a multimedia message from Fiona Vaughn.
Attached was a picture of Fiona’s extremely flat pregnant belly and an electronic wedding invitation.
—"Sister, Tyson and I are getting married at the end of the month, remember to come with Mr. Law."
—"I’ve heard that Mr. Law isn’t too well in certain aspects, really worried you might not get pregnant. Do you want me to introduce you to a trusted old Chinese doctor?"
This seemingly concerned but actually boastful tone left Cecilia in awe.
And Adrian, taking a glance, seized Cecilia’s chin with his somber phoenix eyes.
"Cecilia, since others are saying this, shouldn’t we hurry up and have a baby to prove them wrong?"
Cecilia was taken aback, and before she knew it, Adrian had raised the Bugatti Veyron’s windows and reclined the passenger seat; she exclaimed in surprise.
"Adrian, we’re in the car! Don’t mess around..."
Adrian chuckled lowly, lowering his head to give the girl a deep kiss—
