Chapter 1976: Chapter 1976

Capítulo 1976: Chapter 1988: Dylan Wellington Instantly Slapped in the Face

In the end, it was Skye Brown who couldn’t hold it any longer.

She was at a loss for words, turned her face aside, and tried to step back.

But Dylan Wellington wouldn’t allow it, still holding her tightly.

“What’s wrong? You were the one who brought it up first and now can’t handle a little teasing? Scared?”

Dylan Wellington’s voice was magnetic and husky, carrying an irresistible charm.

“Mr. Wellington is overthinking… I’m afraid of teasing Mr. Wellington too much, causing him to lose control… If it delays Mr. Wellington’s important work later, and he angrily withdraws the investment or decides not to cooperate with me, wouldn’t that be a huge loss for me?”

There’s no way he wouldn’t cooperate with her.

Even if Dylan Wellington previously hesitated.

But now, after those two recent kisses, he had fully decided to fake a marriage with this woman.

Of course, having made a decision doesn’t mean you have to announce it.

Dylan Wellington pinched Skye Brown’s chin and sneered, “If you want me to withdraw the investment, then perform well. To become Mrs. Wellington, it’s not just about looks and figure, you have to be someone I’d proudly show off…”

“Accompany me to the dinner tonight. Let me see if the future Mrs. Wellington has the ability to handle social occasions with me.”

Skye’s eyes flickered slightly, she didn’t say much, elegantly raising an eyebrow and decisively replied, “Okay.”

Seeing her obediently agree, Dylan Wellington was in a good mood.

So he finally let her go and went to the driver’s seat—

After tasting something as delectable as Skye Brown.

He had lost any patience for pretending to enjoy the ‘inferior dishes’ at the dinner that held no real interest for him.

Rather than going alone and suffering through it,

he might as well take this newly minted ‘Mrs. Wellington’ along and enjoy her ‘service’ at the dinner.

After all, playboy Mr. Wellington has never been one to deny himself.

Seeing that flash of cunning in Dylan Wellington’s eyes, Skye knew what he was thinking.

Definitely something not well-intentioned, perhaps needing some cleaning powder.

Skye couldn’t be bothered with him, she turned and opened the passenger seat door, lightly and deftly getting into the car.

Heh, since Dylan Wellington didn’t feel sorry for her dressing to the dinner, why should she feel sorry for Mr. Wellington?

It’s worth noting, in the past, when Mr. Wellington loved her the most possessively, he wasn’t even happy about her wearing a skirt to the wine party with him.

Oh, it was the kind of trailing evening gown, covering her feet completely, with a turtleneck design. The source of thɪs content is novel⸺fire.net

Because Mr. Wellington said that even with a turtleneck, it would outline her figure.

So, when going out with him, especially to social occasions with lots of men, she could only wear loose jeans with long sleeves.

At most, she could wear a short sleeve in the summer.

And those sexy beautiful little skirts weren’t entirely banned, but must be reserved for when she’s with him alone.

As Mr. Wellington used to say—Skye is his and only his, and her slender and sexy look could only be for his eyes.

All the way, Dylan Wellington didn’t indulge in lewd jokes, instead, he earnestly briefed her on the etiquette to observe at the dinner.

It seemed like he was earnestly teaching her, afraid she’d embarrass him.

Skye listened absent-mindedly, only finding his low, magnetic voice irresistibly pleasant.

When the fiery red Ferrari pulled up outside the club where the dinner was held, she was almost lulled to sleep by that seductive voice.

“We’re here—” Dylan Wellington said.

As soon as he spoke, before Skye could even take a proper look outside the car, a suit jacket was thrown over from the driver’s seat.

Covering her bare shoulders.

Dylan Wellington’s cold, deep voice sounded, “It’s cold outside…”

Skye slowly turned her head to look at the man beside her.

She blinked, confused—Um, what’s going on?

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