Chapter 3 What Did You Address Me?
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Amelia was actually very disturbed. Being taken away by Ethan would have a significant impact on the Miller family. She pressed her right hand to her left hand and asked, "Mr. Wilson, did you really promise to give ten million to my family?"
Ethan stopped sliding the screen, leaned back in his chair, and asked, "What did you address me?"
Amelia answered, "Mr. Wilson?"
Enthan raised his eyebrows.
"Try another one."
Amelia recalled the address used by the special assistant at the wedding registration office.
"Boss?"
Ethan's lips tightened. Amelia felt his dissatisfaction and pondered.
"Ethan?"
It was the first time she uttered his name. She was a little scared. After all, this man was her lifesaver right now.
Ethan looked away and said, "Just address me that."
"And the ten million?" Amelia asked.
Catching Ethan's eyes, Amelia leaned over and put her hands on the armrest of his seat.
"The Miller family truly needs this money. If the Miller family collapses, I'll..."
"I will give it to you, but we need to make a contract," Ethan interrupted.
Ethan looked down at the page and continued, "I will open an account in your name. If you sign the contract, four million will be transferred to your family. If you get pregnant, you can use half of the remaining money. If the child is born successfully, it all belongs to you."
By marrying Ethan, Amelia could preserve her family. However, Amelia still felt a tinge of sadness.
This was a loveless marriage.
The car arrived at the villa.
The guests had already dispersed, but some media reporters were still gathered around the entrance, where Gabriel was also waiting.
Gabriel was dressed in a finely tailored white groom's tuxedo, with Ella standing by his side.
Enthan told Amelia, "Wait for me here. Ten minutes."
Amelia nodded and watched Ethan enter the door.
As soon as Ethan left, Gabriel strode forward.
"Did you really marry Ethan?" he asked.
Gabriel's disgusting smell, combined with Ella's overpowering perfume, made Amelia dizzy.
He didn't straighten his tie, exposing Ella's lipstick marks on his neck, which pulled Amelia back to the fact that she had just been cheated by her fiancé.
She took a step back, pulled her wrist away from Gabriel, and said, "Everyone has already known that."
"Did you indeed marry him?"
Gabriel, looking ferocious, kicked on the stairs, and said, "Divorce him, now!"
Amelia said nothing but looked at him.
This expression made Gabriel seem to be put in surroundings where a hundred balloons were on the edge of a cactus and began to explode together.
"Amelia!" Gabriel bellowed, "You're my fiancée. How could you marry Ethan?"
As Gabriel grew angry, his features began to twist.
Amelia rubbed her ears and said, "Is it a little late to mention that I am your betrothed?"
She raised her eyes and asked, "It is you who don't respect me first. Why are you talking nonsense here now?"
"What did I say?" Gabriel shouted. "I just slept with her a few times, but you're the one who will marry me! Once you become my wife, luxury clothes and customized diamonds will all be yours! If I don't respect you, I have forcibly slept with you regardless of your rejection!"
But that's not what Amelia wanted!
She laughed at the thought that she had ever wanted to marry him.
"I can't tell you more. This has happened. Don't say anything."
Amelia tried to move away from Gabriel.
"Do you really think Ethan will treat you better than I do?"
As soon as she moved, Gabriel shouted behind her.
Seeing her stop, Gabriel snorted coldly, "He won't like you though you have been married. He just wants a child, and when he gets a child, you'll be nothing to him! It's not too late to wake up now from your dream that he likes you!"
Gabriel did not know how she ended up marrying Ethan, but he speculated based on his previous impression of Ethan.
Enthan needed a child. Probably Amelia was sad because of what happened between him and Ella, so she sought solace in Ethan's arms.
It was even possible that Ethan had an affair with her in the past.
That might be the reason why Amelia wouldn't let him touch her.
Gabriel grew angrier and added, "Ethan knows the differences between interests and affection. A woman is just a plaything to him! Even if you become his wife, that won't change anything!"
He didn't realize his mistake. Amelia closed her eyes and said coldly, "It's none of your business."
Turning back, she smiled and said, "Whatever Ethan wants, I'm happy with him."
Gabriel's face stiffened and asked, "What do you mean?"
Amelia took out the marriage certificate from her purse and waved it in front of him.
"Ethan and I have married. We're a couple now. If he treats me well every day, I will recognize him as my husband. Even if he abandons me one day, I won't complain. But as long as I'm Mrs. Wilson and he doesn't divorce me, I'll always be Mrs. Wilson, always be..."
She looked at Gabriel and added, "Your aunt."
"So," Amelia smiled at Gabriel's livid face as she put the marriage certificate back, "Please be nice to me. I just married your uncle. Do you want me to divorce your uncle? My nephew, you always ask your betrothed to endure for you. In return, can't you show the same grace?"
Gabriel looked as if he'd swallowed a mouthful of flies.
He coldly asked, "Won't you really divorce him? Must you ruin my reputation?"
In the live broadcast of their wedding, half an hour before the ceremony, his fiancée was taken away by his uncle. This event had become a hot topic on the Internet. Some people even captured photos of Amelia and Ethan at the marriage registration office.
The comments flooding in were like slaps to his face!
Amelia chuckled and said, "He's my husband."
Gabriel kicked a basket of flowers away.
Champagne roses splattered on the ground, their branches and petals scattering. The silk with the words "Congratulations to Gabriel and Amelia on their wedding," written in gold powder, fell to the ground and was trampled on by Gabriel, creating a desolate sight.
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