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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 255: His Plan B

Nancy turned to Eric and said, 'Go to the church. Tell them to delay the wedding by thirty minutes."

Eric sighed and said, 'I can give you twenty minutes, but not a minute more. I will wait for you at the church. Don't be late!" Once Eric was gone, Crystal shouted for the makeup artist.

'Do we have enough time?" Nancy asked nervously.

'I'm not sure," Crystal admitted. 'Your makeup is one thing, but what about your dress? It looked fine at first, but now I can see that it is not. Hand it over. I'll see if I can fix it?"

'How?" Nancy frowned and said, 'There are no needles or thread here..."

'Just give it to me!" Crystal exclaimed. 'I need to wash it before I can even try to mend it."

Nancy nodded, picked the dress off the floor, and handed it to Crystal. The garment stank of sex, and Crystal flinched when the scent hit her nostrils. Never mind that she told herself - You have smelled worse things in your life. She went to the sink and turned on the faucet.