Overflow With Fake Love

Chapter 4: Is This My Husband's Decision 

The servants looked at each other surprisingly for they had not been informed the man would present tonight.

A housekeeper immediately greeted him.

"Young master, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

Paul glanced at the empty dining room, placing his coat on the hand of a maid.

He looked at them with gentleness, but a closer look would help them find indifference hidden at the depth of his eyes.

Before the maid reported what had happened tonight, Paul had walked upstairs.

"There's no need to prepare my meal." Paul went into his room and sat down when his phone rang.

"Paul, are you home yet?" Nicholas asked anxiously about Paul's whereabouts on time.

As Paul was listening, he turned on the computer.

"Yes."

The old man coughed and continued, "Be good to Amy and give me a great-grandson soon.’’

Paul's hand tapping on the keyboard paused.

He spoke in a calm tone, "Grandpa, the Grand Group is currently on the rise, so I need to devote myself to the business.You promised me.I can follow your arrangement to marry her.As for the subsequent matters, I hope I can follow my plan.Please don't meddle in my affairs.’’

Before his grandpa could answer, he hung up the phone.

"Mr.Howard, what you asked for has arrived."

A servant knocked on the room door and said respectfully.

Paul stood up and took the paper from the servant.

He waved her out of the room and then headed towards Amy's room.

‘‘Why didn't the woman come out and greet me warmly as expected? It is weird”

Seeing the ajar door, he frowned and pushed it open straight away.

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Judging from the thick mist on the glass of the bathroom where the sound of water came, Paul knew that she had been inside for a while.

He closed the door and stepped to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Half an hour later, Amy was still in the bathroom.

Paul frowned as his patience was wearing thin.

He turned around and intended to go out, but the bathroom door opened at this time.

Amy walked out as she was drying her hair, surrounded by faint steam.

His eyes with a look of alienation met her eyes tinged with surprise.

They both froze on the same spot.

Unlike when she saw him for the first time, this time she had a closer look at him and could see clearly his handsome features and angular face, finding him more brilliant than the bright light.

‘‘It's him...Why is he in my room?’’ Amy didn't know the identity of the man in front of her, but she guessed he was a member of the Howard Family, due to his intimidating aura and the fact that he could freely enter here.

"Sir, may I help you?" She spoke with extreme caution.

At that moment, Paul saw shock, bewilderment, and confusion in her eyes all instantly turning into calmness.

She pretended to be calm.

However, he could still discover a flicker of nervousness in her crystal-like eyes.

Paul took a gentler glance at her.

"She was indeed a girl who did not have much experience of the world? He pointed at a white paper and a pen on the table.”

"Sign this."

Amy found it strange but didn't say a word.

She subconsciously took that contract and looked through it.

It was an ordinary contract that defined the nature of her marriage with Paul: just a deal.

They would get a divorce after two years.

During these two years, she could spend as much money as she wanted and enjoy all the benefits that came with that identity on condition of her obedience.

That was exactly what she had least expected.

Actually, she was happy to get a divorce.

With this contract, she had no worries.

‘If it's real, I can get rid of the Howard Family after two years and embark on a brand-new life shortly afterward: She didn't care about the compensation conditions attached to the contract.

She married into the Howard Family without the view to taking advantage of them.

So eventually she would get nothing from the Howard Family when she left.

‘‘It's only two years.But this is Paul's intention to sign such a contract?’’ A little confused, Amy turned back to look at the man who had few words after entering, and she decided to double-check the contract.

As Amy was scrutinizing the document, she posed a question.

"Sir, is this my husband's decision?"