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Domineering Billionaire Husband: Please Love Me Gently

She was forced to accept a marriage proposal from a strange billionaire to pay her huge debt and to take back her inheritance left to him when her mother died. "I only have two questions," she said. "The first question is this: if I sign it, does it mean that I don't need to pay my debt?" Mike: "Yes. And your second question...?" Crystal: "Okay, I haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet, so even if I sign it, it won't take effect. Is that right?" Nathan quickly raised his hand and said, "If I say that it is effective, no one will dare to say that it isn't. Do you believe that?" "I suppose so," Crystal admitted. She hesitated for a moment, and then she signed the marriage certificate. Months later, she asked for a divorce from him. He stared at her in silence, then he uttered, "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" "What does that have to do with our divorce?" Crystal asked. "I'm only asking because I care about you," Nathan murmured. Suddenly, tears began to stream down Nathan's face. "I'll be happy if you say that you care about me," Nathan continued. "Why must you torture me this way? Haven't I done enough to prove my love for you?" She was stunned hearing his confession and words stuck on her throat. Nathan carried on with his little speech. He said, "I have died once, and the fear of death has no hold on me. But if you admit that you care for me, then I will live for you! So, please, love me once, and I will be at your disposal!"

AnnaShannel_Lin · Urban
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Chapter 249: How Dare She

Noah took a hot drink out of the vending machine and handed it to Nancy. She had his jacket over her shoulders and his shoes on her feet. She looked incredibly silly.

They had been sitting on a bench for the better part of the night, and as the sky began to lighten, she said, 'The sun will be up soon.

If Noah had not come after her, she would have been alone all night, and without the shoes and jacket, she might have frozen to death. Luckily, Noah was wearing a warm sweater, and his socks were extra thick.

Noah smiled and said, 'Let's go."

'Where are we going?"

'A hotel. You can have a rest. When you wake up, I will tell Miss Smith to pick you up."

Nancy did not expect that would be so thoughtful. She wanted to thank him, but she had thanked him a million times already. 'Alright," was all she could think to say, and when he offered her his hand, she took it, and she allowed him to lead her to the hotel.

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