Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage novel Chapter 43

Lillian did not terminate the contract with the radio station after the lawsuit, which meant that she refused to join Sebastian's company, and Sebastian was annoyed about this.

Joanna was getting worrier. Sometimes she can't figure out what Sebastian was thinking. It was a terrible feeling not to have things under control.

It was Lillian’s fault.

In the spacious and bright office, Archibald was sitting in his exclusive chair, looking down at the documents in his hand, and his secretary Amy was reporting the data gathered from other departments.

The phone on the desktop rang a pleasant ringtone. The moment the phone rang, Amy saw the surprise in Archibald’s eyes. She heard his ringtones before, but they were simple light music, which were called by major customers. Today’s ringtone was very special. She hasn’t heard it before. Could it be someone important, so he set up a special ringtone?

Archibald felt warm when he saw "Lillian" on the screen. How long has he given his number to her? He didn’t even remember. Why she waited so long to call him?

He picked up the phone and walked to the French windows and tapped the answer button, her voice came through, "Hello? Archibald, this is Lillian, are you available now?"

His thin lips couldn't help but upturned, "Why do you call me suddenly? Do you miss me?"

Lillian gritted her teeth. He was a polished scoundrel, he wanted to take advantage of her every single time. She automatically ignored what he said just now, and said lightly, "I'm at the radio station and just finished the show. If you have time, I want to see you. If you don’t have time..."

Before she finished, he said, "I knew you miss me. Wait, I'll be there soon."

Archibald hung up the phone, and the boredom of nearly a day of work was suddenly relieved. He picked up the suit hung on the coat rack and was about to leave.

Amy stared at him blankly, "Mr. Hawkins, the report is not finished yet."

"You go back first, and you can report tomorrow."

"You made an appointment with a big client."

"Change it to tomorrow."

"Can we change it to tonight?"

"Change all my trip to tomorrow." He put on his suit, holding the tie, and lifting it up. He looked inspiring and handsome. He looked at his secretary closely, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Being capable and experienced was a must to work as Archibald’s secretary, the most important thing was that she couldn’t be infatuated with him.

Amy imposed herself as immune to the handsome face of his, but she didn't expect him to be so handsome even in dressing, and now she was looked at by him, and her heart beat fast. She stammered, "Yes, I see."

Archibald was in a good mood. He ignored Amy’s sudden stuttering and asked Kieran to bring the car keys over, and then went to the garage to pick up the car.

Lillian stood at the entrance of the radio station when a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of her, the window rolling down, it was Archibald who sat in the driving seat, and raised his lips, "Get in the car."

Lillian didn’t expect him to arrive so soon. The car he drove this time was black, not white. She thought it was not surprising for him to change his car at daily basis. She saw him in a formal suit and tie, obviously he just came from work. The uprising arc of his lips made her spit in her mind. She thought he was sanctimonious.

She opened the door and sat in the co-pilot seat. Archibald reminded her to put on the seat belt. She said quietly, "There is no need, I just want to say a few words."

Archibald put his elbows on the steering wheel, his forehead tilted, the corners of his lips curled up, and he stared at her, "Okay."

Lillian glanced at his playful posture, and exhaled, "Archibald, was my settlement with the radio station was the result of your dealings with them?"

Archibald was not surprised when she came to ask him about it, and admitted, "Yes."

"Including the generous treatment they offered, a relaxing position, and the show was arranged at three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no need to do a night program?"

He still nodded: "Yes."

Lillian looked at him, with a calm expression, "Archibald, you do so much for me, do you want to fuck me?"

They were not far apart. They looked at each other, she was calm, and you couldn’t tell from his expression. He laughed, "Lillian, you finally straightened out, yes, are you ready to sleep with me?"

She saw teasing in his eyes, which was obviously not his purpose.

"Archibald, I really don't understand. I don't understand why do you do this?" She withdrew her eyes and looked forward. The streets were shaded by trees, and the sun was mottled on the ground through the seams of the trees.

"Lillian, sometimes you are stupid." He gritted.

She suddenly turned and looked at him, and saw his squinted eyes. All the idle expression disappeared, only the deepness which overwhelmed her.

She was struck, as if there was a drum beating in her heart, and the rumbling sound ran from the heart to the brain.

She avoided his eyes in a daze. She was so nervous that she clenched her fist, at that moment, she seemed to understand.

In fact, she should have thought of it long ago, but she chose to avoid it. Sebastian was right. She was already a married woman. How could she worth Archibald?

She still remembered when Archibald said that he had found his miss right, even if that woman was already married, how could he let go of such a long-term obsession?

It was said that men are naturally cool, and if Archibald was the same, she should keep a distance from him. Moreover, he may also be like what Sebastian said, he was doing it in a spur of moment, although he has used so many means to help her secretly. Maybe it was just that he was slightly different from those men who want to sleep with her in the first place.

He liked sentiment and simulation, and he could destroy you step by step. The final ending was no different, he was out to get you.

However, even if she was not married, even if he was not playing, she was not qualified to be in a relationship, she has long been disqualified.

She unconsciously pressed her left chest, and she bit her lips till it had marks. For the first time, she felt so sad.

The space which was not cramped was a bit suffocating by the sudden silence. Lillian took out a hundred dollars from her wallet and put on a calm smile again, "Here you are."

Archibald still supported the steering wheel with his head, glanced at the hundred bill she handed over, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why? Want to send me off by a hundred dollar?"

"No, it is the fare you lent me last time." She explained calmly.

His expression went cold, he stared at her, and he didn't take the money. She was stubborn. He didn't take it, and she kept her posture waiting for him to take it.

Because they all understood that when she paid back the money, it meant that she wanted to draw a clear distinction with him. He was not stupid and understood her intentions, so he refused.

She didn't give in, and he didn't accept.

Archibald tightened his lips, after thinking about it for so long, all she could think was to draw a distinction with him?