Chapter89: The Nobleman and the Princess in Distress (22)

Jessica was stunned and rarely stuttered:

"No, I don't accept..."

Don't accept it?

Ludwig, with a calm expression, looked into her eyes, her thin lips parted, took her words, then lowered his clear blue eyes and tapped his long fingers on the table. "Signature."

The voice remained cold.

Jessica stared at the document.

The husband column, has signed the other party's name, very beautiful round English - the West does not have a round body, but the smooth brush, does give people a strange calligraphy beauty.

There's no way Ludwig didn't know what it meant to marry her.

Her status did not help his career at all, but it did not qualify him for a marriage.

But on the contrary, he can help her a lot.

Now that the man had the paperwork ready, he must have thought about it all -- or rather, he didn't care about the twists and turns.

"Do not accept sex outside of marriage", this kind of stuffy and responsible attitude is very in line with this person's character.

So, to get her to sign this marriage petition is to later... Sleep legally?

Jessica choked.

Now the young grand duke, who is also a marshal of the Empire, belongs to the supreme commander of the army, and the decision on a mate really needs to be drawn up and submitted to the state for approval.

However, Jessica knew that once she signed it, it was a done deal. It doesn't matter whether the Empire approves or not.

Just sign...

Jessica, of course, was eager to get her hands on the guy, but she gave him a pretended pause.

She looked up and saw that the man was still staring at her, and she coughed.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You don't know where you really stand in the other person's heart, and you have to test it a little before you pack yourself up and give it away.

If he just wants to be responsible, has no other meaning at all, after a year and a half after marriage can not see the person, then what is the point of this marriage...

She coughed, raised her dark eyes, smiled and asked softly, "Why did you marry me?"

Ludwig looked at her, frowning and expressionless. "I told you so."

The girl paused and then shook her head: "I cannot accept this reason."

She made a silly white sweet appearance, bowed her head, and was a little lost: "If it's just for last night... You don't have to be responsible."

The air seemed to stop.

The girl quickly went on to explain: "I mean, it's not your fault, it's my fault, I can't let you take responsibility for me because of this, after all, you may meet someone you like in the future..."

Her voice trailed off.

In the face of the cold eyes, she shrank her head and slightly uttered the last word:

"... A girl."

Jessica shouted inside.

Isn't that gentle and thoughtful

What does his face mean? !

She paused and whispered, "Well, I said... Is something wrong?"

Ludwig blinked his pretty eyes slowly and looked at her, his voice unintelligible to emotion:

"You worry too much."

He turned his face, and his long, thick eyelashes were lightly gilded in the sun.

"Not just because of last night."

"I like you very much."