My Contract Lover

Chapter 4 Marriage Contract

This was a marriage contract, and the names on it were hers and Nathan's.

When? Zelia had no idea about the marriage contract between her and Nathan.

But the family emblem of the Smith family at the bottom could not be forged, and only the head of the family could hold the seal of the family emblem.

Was it Grandpa? Or her father?

Nathan's eyes fell on the woman opposite him.

It had to be admitted that Zelia was extremely beautiful.

At this moment, her long hair was like a black night flowing with gold, accentuating her slender and fragile white swan neck.

Her slightly rubbed red fingertips revealed that her heart was not calm.

Withdrawing his gaze discreetly, Nathan slowly picked up a piece of ice and put it into the glass. "Don't worry, Miss Smith, you can think about it slowly."

"No need to think about it." Contrary to the man's expectations, Zelia didn't seem to hesitate when she saw this sudden marriage contract. "I agree."

Zelia didn't want to pretend to be a naive innocent in front of the man. On the contrary, she was ambitious enough.

Marrying Nathan, even if it meant some sacrifices, would be beneficial to her.

She needed fame and fortune, and in New York City, no one could represent these two words better than the man sitting opposite her.

Nathan looked at Zelia, who made no secret of her ambition, with satisfaction in his eyes.

"Miss Smith." The glass was placed in front of Zelia. "Enjoy our cooperation."

This was the first glass of wine Zelia had drunk tonight.

*****

For the next few days, Zelia didn't see Nathan again.

If it weren't for the black and white contract with a five-year term and a reward of two billion yuan and the man's signature next to hers in the lower right corner, Zelia seemed to feel that what happened that night was a bizarre dream.

Today, Zelia walked out of the studio.

She was stopped by a man in a suit. "Miss Smith, Mr. Hillton invites you."

Hearing the name of Mr. Hillton, she was not surprised. She followed him to the black Maybach parked on the side of the road.

Nathan was sitting in the back of the car. Zelia got into the car, and neither of them spoke.

Zelia waited for a while, but finally couldn't help but speak first, "What's the matter?"

Nathan looked at the documents in his hand without raising his head. "Get married."

Zelia was startled, then understood, and didn't ask any more questions.

Coming out of the registration office, Zelia looked at the certificate in her hand, feeling a little amused.

It felt like getting married was just like that. It didn't take long for the marriage certificate process to be completed. Thus, legally, she became Nathan's wife.

When she got to the car again, the man who had stopped her at the studio was gone. Zelia wondered, "Where is he?"

"Who?"

"The driver."

The man was silent for a moment. "He's my assistant."

She was surprised at first that the driver's requirements were so high now. "Oh, I see."

"He has other things to do." The man went around to the driver's seat. "Get in."

Zelia didn't expect Nathan to explain to her that that person was his assistant, nor did she expect Nathan to drive himself. After getting in the car, she asked, "What are we doing next?"

An adult man and woman were standing in front of the registration office, holding the marriage certificate they had just received.

These words were like a stone falling into the calm water, causing ripples, giving birth to ambiguity, and full of reverie.

"What do you want to do?" Nathan stared at Zelia and threw the topic back.

In fact, Zelia wanted to say something to tease Nathan.

However, her keen intuition told her that it was better not to continue this topic at this moment, so she quickly looked away. "Take me home, Saming International."

"Okay." The man didn't expose her, started the car, and drove into the driveway.

As soon as she arrived, Zelia hurriedly got out of the car. "Bye."

As a result, she was directly pulled back by the man and sat back in the passenger seat.

"What do you want?" Zelia looked warily at the person who had pulled her down.

Nathan raised his eyebrows, suddenly wanting to tease Zelia. "What do you think?"

"I don't know!" Zelia was like a cat whose fur had exploded, visibly nervous.

It was the first time Nathan had seen Zelia like this, and he found it very interesting because she was like a kitten.

Nathan raised his hand and loosened his tie, his tone casual. "We just got married, won't you invite me up for a sit?"

"The house is messy, not suitable for guests." In fact, the hourly worker had just come to clean yesterday.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Nathan didn't seem to notice Zelia's nervousness, playing with the woman's slender fingers wantonly.

Zelia especially wanted to roll her eyes, this man was such a considerate freak!

"Anyway, no!" Zelia turned her head away and wanted to shake off Nathan's hand, but she couldn't.

Seeing that Zelia was about to get angry, Nathan let her go.

It was cute for a kitten to get angry, but it had to be done in moderation, otherwise, it would be scratched.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow," Nathan said with a flat expression, getting down to business.

Zelia said angrily, "Pick me up for what?"

"Mrs. Hillton won't forget her current identity, will she?" Nathan said with a half-smile. "Move."

Zelia's eyes flashed. "Oh, I see." After saying that, she hurriedly got out of the car and ran into the community.

Nathan watched Zelia's back through the car window, and the corners of his mouth raised in a slight arc.

Life was boring, but he seemed to have found a new interest...