"WHY don't you go back to your penthouse? "How long will you be staying here?" Amanda groaned in frustration while gazing at her so-called husband, Daniel, who was busy looking at his phone. It'd been almost two weeks, and he didn't even bother to go back to his own house. Every day, Daniel would drive her home and spend his night at the inn. Amanda couldn't help feeling worried. The longer he stayed at the inn, the greater the chance for her mum to know about their relationship. She wasn't ready. Not just yet.
Daniel lifted his eyelids. "Until you're ready to go back home with me, Amanda!" he firmly said. If she thought she could push him away, she was definitely wrong. She might be thinking of prolonging this secret marriage game, but he was determined to announce it to the world sooner
