Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

No!

No matter what, she would never go abroad again.

She said, "Chairman, you have promised me to work in the Bateman Group." Hearing that, Nathan turned to look at her. "So, you don’t want to leave?"

Denise nodded. "Yes. Chairman, please let me stay."

Denise pleaded.

Nathan kept silent for a while. Then he said, "Since you’ve already decided, you should go to work in Bateman Group tomorrow."

"Thank you, Chairman."

Denise said gratefully. She turned around and was about to leave.

"Remember, since you’ve chosen to stay, stop coveting the man that doesn’t belong to you."

Nathan’s warning came from behind.

Denise suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her body was slightly stiff. Then she bit her lower lip and forced herself to say, "Yes."

She left.

After Denise left, Nathan put down the pot in his hand and glanced at the blooming flowers.

This was Sophie’s favorite flower.

Nathan rubbed the crystal drops on the flower with his brows furrowing.

The flowers were blooming, and Sophie would be back soon.

It seemed that he was going to do it himself.

In the office, the top floor of the Technology Building. "Cecilia, I’m going back next month. What gifts do you want?"

Seeing the message, Cecilia was so excited. When she was about to reply, she suddenly heard quick footsteps.

She looked up and saw Christopher coming back. Then she immediately put down her phone and respectfully went up to him.

"Mr. Bateman."

Christopher strode into the office. "Where’s Rob? Ask him to come in."

"Yes."

Watching Christopher enter the office, Cecilia returned to her seat and replied the message.

"Mr. Bateman."

As soon as he entered the office, Rob came in.

He put on his coat and said, "Check the shares of Swift Group in the TV station. And make an appointment with the person in charge."

"Yes."

Rob turned around and went out.

Christopher sat down in his seat, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Then he took out his phone. There wasn’t any information from Janice. Throughout the whole morning, she didn’t call or send a WhatsApp message. So, was she not going to get his forgiveness?

Christopher’s heart was a little stuffy, and he threw his phone aside in annoyance.

After Janice left the restaurant, she did not return to the TV station. Instead, she drove the car aimlessly on the road.

She was very upset about what she saw in the restaurant.

She did not know how to react.

Should she question Christopher or trust him?

After all, they didn’t do anything immoral. They just met in private.

As a professional reporter, she was very clear that such a distant scene couldn’t represent too much meaning.

However, she was still confused at this time.

She really wanted to know if what Denise had said was true. Was she the only girlfriend that Christopher admitted three years ago.

If so, Christopher had lied to her.

If not, Denise was lying.

She didn’t care if Denise was Christopher’s ex-girlfriend.

After all, that was three years ago.

She also had a relationship before she met him.

...

How could she expect him to have no love history?

What she cared about was whether Christopher was lying or not.

If he lied, why would he lie?

As Denise had said, he was hiding something?

Was that the reason why he married her?

In fact, she did not care about his original intention of marrying her.

After all, her purpose of marrying him was not innocent either.

She was not an unreasonable person.

How could she ask him to do something that she had not even done?

Thinking of this, it seemed that there was nothing to fuss about.

However, why was she still feeling upset?

Janice didn’t figure it out.

But she knew that if she continued to struggle, there would never be an end.

Then she decided to pretend that she knew nothing.

Sometimes, turning a blind eye could make her feel better.

Thinking of this, she stopped the car, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the depression in her heart. Then she started the car again.

When Janice went to the TV station, she ran into Denise who just came out. Denise wore a pair of big sunglasses on her nose with a box in her hand.

She looked cold and aloof.

Janice’s eyes fell on the box in her arms and then she was stunned. Did she resign?

While Janice was deep in thought, Denise had already walked in front of her. She walked past her expressionlessly, as if she hadn’t seen her.

Well.

Indeed, they no longer needed to maintain their relationship.

Janice gathered her thoughts and was about to continue walking forward. "Janice Gladwell."

Denise’s voice suddenly was heard.

Janice stopped and looked back.

Denise slowly took off her sunglasses and stared at her coldly. "You win," she said.

Upon hearing this, Janice was in confusion. She did not understand what she was saying.

Denise sneered and put on her sunglasses again. Then she strode away.

Janice stood there, staring at her departing figure. She seemed to have understood something, and muttered.

"Did I really win?"

In the evening, when Janice returned to the villa, Christopher had not returned yet.

She went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she went downstairs, Christopher was back.

She stared at him as he walked in. Remembering their unhappy conversation in the morning, she hesitated for a moment and finally walked up to him.

"Christopher, you’re back."

She tried her best to look natural.

His gaze silently swept across her face. She hadn’t thought of contacting him for a whole day!

So, was there only work in her heart?

Thinking of this, he walked past her and directly went upstairs.

Seeing this, Janice felt uncomfortable. She pursed her lips and followed him.

Hearing her footsteps, his expression eased a little. His lips curved into a tiny arc but he pretended to not know anything and walked towards the bedroom.

When Janice followed him into the bedroom, he was standing in front of the wardrobe, as if he was picking clothes.

She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "Christopher, are you going out?"

"Yes." Christopher snorted with his nasal voice.

Janice pursed her lips. "Do you have any social activities tonight?"

...

Hearing her hesitant voice, he turned to look at her.

"What’s the matter?"

Janice pursed her lips and didn’t dare to look into his eyes. "Nothing. I just want to know if you are still angry with me." As she spoke, she lowered her head, feeling a little nervous.

Hearing that, Christopher looked at her with a glint in his eyes. "What do you think?"

Janice didn’t look at his face. She lowered her head, twisted her hands, and said weakly.

"Christopher, stop being angry, okay? I promise, I’ll only do the show and ignore everything else."

She stared at her toes. Christopher couldn’t bear to see her careful appearance.

To be honest, after knowing that everything was arranged by Denise, he was not so angry with her.

However, he was still dissatisfied with her persistence.

But at this moment, when he saw that she was so careful with him, he felt uncomfortable.

He suffered in the conflict.

He also wanted Janice to care about his feelings and make a compromise for him.

Thinking of this, he then deliberately said with a straight face.

"Is that so?"

He said in a disdainful tone.

Janice nodded.

"Then can you promise me?"

Christopher asked.

Janice pursed her lips and said, "I... as long as you allow me to stay in the show, I’ll do whatever you say."

She stared at him with expectation.

Christopher originally planned to force her to compromise, but at this moment, when he saw the expectation in her eyes, he didn’t want to force her.

How could he force Janice to do something she didn’t like?

Then he paused for a while. Forget it, it was just a show. If she really wanted to do,

just let her do it.

Thinking of this, he said, "I can allow you to continue with the show, but you have to promise me one thing."

Janice said, "Go ahead."

Christopher then warned, "Don’t have any more contact with Benjamin Taylor in the future."

Janice answered in surprise, "Well..."

"What? You can’t do it?"

Christopher narrowed his eyes.

Janice quickly shook her head. "Of course not. It’s just that he’s always my boss. I can’t have no contact with him."

"That’s none of your business. You just need to show me your attitude," Christopher continued.

Janice pursed her lips.

"Okay, I promise you."

Christopher’s expression became much better. Then he asked, "Did Denise tell you anything?"

Janice didn’t expect him to ask such a question. She paused for a moment and answered, "She... didn’t say anything."

Since she had decided not to investigate further, there was no need to let him know.

However, he stared at her face, not quite convinced.

He knew Denise. She wouldn’t only do those little tricks.

"Did she really not tell you anything?"

Janice nodded guiltily.

Christopher said, "Then, did she obstruct you from your work?"

Janice shook her head.

Christopher couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Do you think I am an idiot? When will you tell the truth?"

"No. I just don’t want to trouble you." Janice lowered her eyes. She didn’t expect him to know about it.

Christopher frowned.

"Then who else do you want to trouble?"

"I..." Janice was speechless.