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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 275: Do You Want Me?

As evening approached, the servants were given instructions to move Nathan upstairs. He was to be put in the room next to Eric's. There was a door between the rooms, but it was no longer in use, and bookcases had been set up in front of it on either side. Once Nathan was set up, these barriers were removed. This way, when Eric took' Crystal's that evening, he would have a front-row seat to the ‘show.'

Downstairs, Paul, Nancy, Crystal, and Eric were casually drinking in the living room. Up until now, they had been having cocktails, but the time had finally come to open the bottle of wine that Paul had gifted to the newlyweds.

When it came to pouring Nancy a glass, though, Paul refused her.

'Hey!" she hissed. 'Why aren't you giving me?"

'Who do you think you are?" Paul sneered.

'Do you think you deserve a wine as fine as this?"

Ever the diplomat, Crystal turned to Paul. 'Shouldn't you be getting back to Michelle? I would imagine that she is starting to miss you by now?"