Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 260 - 196: Second Master is also very funny when he gets jealous 2

Chapter 260: Chapter 196: Second Master is also very funny when he gets jealous 2

It’s been a long time since I sat listening to an opera and disappeared into it.

Coming out of the opera house, Faye felt her neck was a bit stiff.

She said to Hunter Warren, "Do you know I haven’t watched opera for ten years?"

He nodded: "I know."

"You know?"

"Yes, you told Henry about it, and later Henry mentioned it to me.

Since this hobby changed because of me back then, today I’ll help you rediscover it.

It was my mistake before, but from now on, I’ll watch operas with you for a lifetime."

Faye laughed: "Do you know how long a lifetime is? You’re really boasting."

"With you, even the longest days don’t seem that long.

I wish time would slow down so I could spend more years with you."

He looked at her as he lifted his hand to hold hers: "Faye, actually, I have a gift for you."

She pursed her lips into a light smile: "What is it?"

He took her hand and got in the car: "Get in the car, and I’ll take you to see it."

Throughout, Faye couldn’t guess what the gift he was going to give her could be.

She thought gifts usually meant going to a mall, but he took her to their company.

Today was Saturday, so there weren’t many people at the company.

Hunter Warren pulled her hand all the way into his office.

His behavior truly made her feel quite confused.

"Why are we at the company?"

"Didn’t I say? I’m giving you a gift."

"At the company?" Faye was bewildered.

Hunter Warren smiled as he looked at her: "Who said gifts can’t be given at the company?"

He led her to her desk and pressed her to sit down.

Faye watched him puzzled: "Why are you acting so strangely today?"

"Am I?"

She nodded emphatically: "You are."

Hunter Warren laughed, reached out, opened the drawer beside the desk, and took out a document. He flipped it directly to the last page and placed it in front of her: "Sign it."

Faye picked up the document: "What is it that you want me to sign?"

Hunter Warren reached out to press on the document: "Faye, do you trust me? If you trust me, don’t worry about anything, just sign it."

She grinned mischievously: "I don’t trust you. What if you’ve had enough of me and want to sell me?"

He chuckled: "That might only happen if I take the wrong medicine in my next life."

He lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear: "Tell me, if I let go of a woman like you, who has a line of suitors, wouldn’t I be crazy?"

Faye patted his wrist: "Look at you, why are you like this again?"

"Come? Want me to make a move?"

Faye was speechless. When did this quick-to-joke Second Master Warren develop?

"But you need to sign here, and then I can fulfill your little wish."

"Who’s asking you to make a move," Faye blushed, pouting: "What is this thing that you’re insisting I sign?"

"It’s definitely not a contract to sell you, just sign it."

"I won’t."

Hunter Warren laughed: "Only if you sign here, I’ll tell you immediately what this is."

Faye thought for a moment, finally nodded, and signed her name on it.

"My signature is very valuable, so tell me, what is this?"

"This... is my contract of sale."

"What do you mean?" Faye snatched the document from his hand.

Seeing the words "stock transfer contract," Faye was dumbfounded.

"This... what is this," before he could speak, she already looked down.

Upon seeing the gist of it, Faye looked at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy?"

Hunter Warren bent over and pulled her into his arms: "Yes, I’m crazy, I’ve given you my contract of sale, so you’d better treat me well in the future.

If you don’t want me in the future, I’d be left with nothing, you know?"

Faye’s heart fluttered. She never expected that Hunter Warren’s so-called gift was transferring 80% of his shares in Warren Group to her.

She didn’t need to say what this means.

Nowadays, men can’t wait to hide their assets, yet he gave all his wealth to her...

She couldn’t understand his purpose in doing so.

"Why are you doing this?"

Hunter Warren thought for a moment: "To make myself feel more at ease, and to tightly bind you.

I know you are a responsible woman.

By transferring the shares to you, you won’t abandon me."

Faye frowned: "Do you think I’ll abandon you all this time?"

"Didn’t you abandon me once back then?

Having learned from the past, I have to be more careful this time."

Faye rolled her eyes silently: "Why are you twisting things now? Clearly, you were the one who abandoned me back then, you were the one who wanted a divorce."

"I’ve said it many times, I just wanted to scare you, to make you beg me.

Who knew you’d be so stubborn and wouldn’t beg me, instead entangling with that Oliver Turner.

I told you back then, Oliver Turner was not someone you could provoke, but you just didn’t listen.

Did you think I’d spent all those years in vain?"

Faye glared at him: "How can you blame me? The Townsend Family descendants have always been strong-headed.

You clearly understand my temperament and still treated me that way, it was clearly to drive me away.

I don’t have such thick skin; you were driving me away, why would I cling to you desperately."

"Didn’t you cling desperately when I said I didn’t want to be with you back then?"

Faye snorted: "That was youth and ignorance, wasn’t it allowed?"

Hunter Warren saw her reverting to that sharp-tongued little girl, and he was genuinely happy.

Since he brought her back, her smile seldom carried true happiness.

He always felt she wasn’t happy, always felt she was suppressing her inner emotions.

He didn’t know if he hadn’t done well enough or if the hurt he caused back then was too deep, making her unable to find a sense of security.

The decision to transfer the assets to her wasn’t impulsive.

He also considered it thoroughly.

If there’s someone in the world who’ll never betray him, it’s Faye at his side.

Handing the property to Faye brought an indescribable joy inside him.

When he told Owen Lennon about this decision, Owen advised him repeatedly to think it over carefully.

Owen Lennon didn’t believe in love.

In his eyes, money is more reliable than love.

Hunter Warren knew very well what Owen Lennon was worried about.

But he believed Faye could do it.

Moreover, wealth is external, but feelings are treasures that can follow you faithfully throughout life.

Owen Lennon drafted the contract amid exclaims that Hunter was crazy.

Maybe wealth couldn’t give Faye a sense of security, but his intention could.

This was his expression of deep affection for Faye.

He believed Faye understood him.

He rolled up the contract, stored it safely, and put it in her bag.

Faye strapped the bag behind her: "I don’t need you to do this.

I’ve looked up to you since I was fifteen, I understand you.

I can say, no woman in this world knows you better than I do, so I don’t need you to do this.

I know you just want to make me believe you.

I believe in you, so tear up the contract, I don’t want it."

"Faye, listen to me." Hunter Warren held the contract with one hand and embraced her with the other.

"Don’t overthink; I have no other intentions.

We won’t part ways, so this contract won’t pose any threat to either of us.

Believe me, I am confident in our future relationship."

Hunter Warren said as he kissed her beside the ear, then released her and placed the contract in her bag.

"Find a safe place to lock it away.

You should know that in ordinary families, the man earns money and brings it back for the woman to manage.

So, just pretend we’re experiencing life."

Faye smiled speechlessly: "But now you are working for me."

Hunter Warren raised his eyebrows: "That’s right, so you’ll have to pay me a salary."

"A salary? Hmph, no problem, tell me, how much do you want monthly?"

Hunter Warren leaned in closer to her ear: "What I want isn’t a monthly salary, but a daily wage."

"Such a lion’s mouth," Faye said with a curved smile.

"No money needed, just you... feed me every day."

Faye blushed and tapped his chest: "Hunter Warren, you’re at it again."

"Alright, let’s do it once."

He lifted her, spun around, and placed her on the desk, executing his plan right then and there.

Faye was so glad it was the weekend.

If it were on a regular day and they were whining like this in the office, it would probably embarrass the secretary working outside to death.

They had lunch outside, after Hunter Warren took her to West Asia Club for some beauty treatment and foot massage.

Then, he took her to the seaside to blow the wind.

When they comfortably sat on the beach, Faye leaned her head on Hunter Warren’s shoulder.

They both looked towards the distant sea, and after a long time, Faye said lightly, "It’s been so long since I felt so at ease."

"Me too."

Faye slightly raised her head to look at his jawline: "Hunter, sometimes don’t you think we’re really quite pitiable?

Although we lack nothing, it seems like we have never truly enjoyed the kind of happiness that only ordinary people can have."

Hunter Warren reached out to embrace her shoulder, lowered his head, and kissed her on the lips.

"Actually, before you left Anchester, I was always someone who didn’t appreciate what I had."

Faye frowned and pouted: "So you knew all along."

"I always knew," Hunter Warren said with pursed lips: "In the future, I’ll make you the happiest person in the world."

Faye bit her lip and nodded: "Mm."

He lowered his head and captured her lips, mingling with the salty sea breeze, the taste couldn’t be better.

They returned home in the evening, and Faye couldn’t understand why Hunter Warren wanted to spend so much time outside.

He would take her to sit here for a while, then accompany her to play there for a while.