Although it's a marriage of convenience, it's still a real marriage.
Sheila wanted to fully experience it, so she woke up early to put on makeup and even wore the veil and little dress she had secretly bought from Kane a while ago.
Originally, she had fantasized about paying the down payment on the house and then going with Kane to get their marriage certificate while wearing this outfit.
She never expected that when the day finally came, the groom would be someone else.
When she went outside, the weather was particularly nice, clear and refreshing.
After Sheila told him her address, Killian said he would pick her up.
She had assumed that Jerry would be driving, but she was surprised to see Killian in the driver's seat.
Driven by her sense of duty as a working stiff, Sheila humbly asked, "Mr. Ford, should I drive?"
Killian glanced at her, expressionless. "No need."
Sheila sat in the passenger seat, feeling a bit restrained, and simply started reporting on work matters.
"Mr. Ford, the Japanese delegation will arrive the day after tomorrow. I've arranged everything that needs to be arranged, and I sent you the details in your email last night."
The implication was that even if she took sick leave these few days, it would affect her work.
When the light turned red, Killian gently stepped on the brake and casually looked at her. "Sheila, what is your role right now?"
"Huh?" Sheila didn't understand.
Killian: "You wouldn't talk about work with me even in bed, would you?"
"......"
Sheila's face flushed instantly.
The light turned green.
Killian started the car and, looking ahead, said, "Did you read the contract carefully? One of the clauses is to separate public and private matters."
She remembered there being such a clause: during work hours, she would do her job as a secretary well; in private time, she would strictly fulfill her duties as a wife.
But in their private relationship, they were really unfamiliar, like strangers.
Sheila simply lowered her head and played on her phone, saying nothing.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Twenty minutes after that, they each stood on the oath platform, holding their marriage certificates.
"Don't be so serious, groom and bride, smile."
"Okay, let's take another affectionate one."
Sheila awkwardly and cautiously moved a little closer to Killian.
The next second, her waist tightened, and her entire upper body involuntarily pressed against a solid chest.
As the shutter clicked, Sheila raised her head to look at the enlarged profile in front of her, and her mind went blank.
She had never even dreamed of this scenario.
She had actually married her boss.
Too bad this was a secret she couldn't tell anyone. Otherwise, she would be sharing this unbelievable and bizarre event with everyone she met.
After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Killian told her that she didn't need to go back to the office and that she should move into "Jin Yu Yun Di" today.
Moving in together so soon?
Sheila wasn't mentally prepared yet, but Killian didn't give her a chance to discuss it and drove off.
As Sheila was about to call a taxi to go back, 50,000 was transferred to her phone.
Worthy of the ruthless Lu, everything was efficient.
A little while later, another 150,000 was transferred.
The second transfer wasn't from Killian but from the company account, the bonus for the high-end sanatorium project.
The sudden influx of money instantly comforted Sheila, who had been feeling down.
Sure enough, "How to dispel sorrow? Only through getting rich" always applied.
Sheila remembered the apartment she had already paid a deposit on. Now she had enough money, but 700,000 of it was the savings from the monthly salary Kane had been giving her for the past four years.
She had originally thought that this was all of Kane's savings, and Sheila had once thought that he must have loved her very, very much. Looking back now, it was just a little compensation that slipped through his fingers.
Sheila went to the sales office and was met with disdain and lost 20,000 before getting her deposit back.
But she still wanted to buy an apartment.
Sooner or later, she would own a home of her own in this city.
Before going home, Sheila went to a bank and made reasonable plans for her money.
When she came out, it was already three in the afternoon, and she hadn't even moved yet.
So, she hurriedly walked across the pedestrian bridge to wait for a ride-hailing car.
"Sheila."
The familiar voice came from behind. She saw Kane standing next to a Lamborghini.
The headlights flashed twice. Kane realized something and quickly explained, "I was preparing to help the boss park the car in the garage."
Sheila glanced at the Maxwell Group building behind him.
Still lying to her.
In his eyes, she was really stupid and love-brained, wasn't she?
Sheila pursed her lips, still feeling very embarrassed.
"Did you come to find me?" Kane walked up to her, took her hand, and said with a hint of grievance in his voice, "Sheila, I really can't give you what you want right now."
"You still don't know how much I love you? I'll give you everything I can."
Sheila shook off his hand.
"I've already packed up your belongings that you left in the rental house. If you still want them, go and get them yourself."
"Also, I've calculated the expenses and savings for the past five years. I'll send you the spreadsheet and money together later."
"Let's just end things here. Don't contact me anymore."
Kane's heart clenched. He hadn't expected her to still be so stubborn.
"Sheila, do you think forcing me like this will work?"
"Don't be childish, okay?"
Sheila was too lazy to talk to him. She turned to get into the car but was pulled tightly into his arms. "If you run again, I really won't coax you anymore."
As he spoke, he kissed her ear.
"Kane Maxwell, what are you doing!" Sheila's eyes reddened with anger. Unable to break free, she roared at him, "Kane, I'm already married."
"What did you say?"