The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 832 - 811: Dead, I Love You Too!

Chapter 832: Chapter 811: Dead, I Love You Too!

He was just about to open his mouth to explain to everyone when the woman spoke first, arching her faint eyebrows as she looked at him with a slight smirk. The words that came out were so intriguing they couldn’t have been more inviting to be questioned: "If I marry you, will you really be good to me for the rest of your life?"

When the Goddess asked such a question, regardless of whether it was a joke or not, as a die-hard fan, as a zombie fan, the only answer that could be provided was without second thought: "Need you even ask? If you marry me, not only will I be good to you in this life, but in the next life, and the life after that too. I’ll be good to your mother, to your father, to your sister, to everything that’s related to you. I’ll even be good to your dog. Alive, I love you, dead, I still love you!"

He remembered how he blurted out all this idiotic nonsense, even thinking to himself how messed up in the head he must be. He clearly saw the woman’s mouth twitch slightly upon hearing his over-the-top lines before she finally composed herself and responded: "I don’t have parents or a dog. I do have a sister, but my sister has a brother-in-law to care for her. In the future, you just need to be good to me and that’s enough!"

Adam: "..."

What was this situation? Had she agreed?

Before he could even process it, he heard a heartbreaking voice spreading from the doorway, wailing and pleading. Still in a state of shock, someone came to ask for a business card, and he exchanged it for one of Ariana Hunt’s.

As she passed by him, she whispered in his ear, "Don’t forget what you promised, to ride a white horse to pick me up and take me to the Civil Affairs Bureau. But you don’t have to pick me up now, just ride your white horse to the front of the Civil Affairs Bureau. See you tomorrow!"

What?

He had thought that this episode was just a little spectacle for the audience, so he didn’t take it to heart. After a day of hustle, he naturally didn’t wake up early in the morning. But on an occasion like today, Michael Gordon didn’t assign him any important tasks as his underling. He was simply meant to take a helicopter directly to the island in the afternoon, so he slept right through.

Early in the morning, while still deep in sleep, the sharp ring of the phone woke him up with a start. He was so close to letting out a stream of curses, now wondering if he would have missed his chance with the fairy that fell from the sky into his household register had he actually sworn.

"I’m already at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. You were supposed to come on a white horse, weren’t you? You’re not still in bed fast asleep with the horse, are you?"

The call was from Ariana Hunt herself, not her assistant, not her subordinate, and certainly not her agent. His mind was practically struck by lightning with this sudden and yet expected call, momentarily unsure how to respond.

"What? Hesitant? If you’re not willing, I’ll find someone else. After all, there were plenty of fans proposing to me yesterday. If you’re not up for it, I’ll call the next one!"

She was about to hang up!

"Wait!"

The next one? How could she have a next one? Who knew if the next guy would be nothing but slick talk, who knew if after marrying her, he wouldn’t turn out to be a rapist. After all, every man has thought about sleeping with a goddess. Not everyone can be as outwardly decent as him while being twisted inside, so...

"How could I be unwilling? If the Goddess is willing to marry me, I’d gladly climb to the top of a pole and marry her without even wearing underwear. Just wait, I’ll be right there in ten minutes!"

And then, without even washing his face, he sped straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau, found her, and just like that, the foolhardy fan was smitten by the goddess who fell from the sky. They went inside to register, and she did not show any dissatisfaction with his disheveled appearance when they went to pick up their marriage certificate.

Of course, in all loveless marriages, brides probably don’t criticize the groom’s appearance because no matter what he looks like, she doesn’t love him, so it doesn’t matter.

In the end, it was the staff who couldn’t bear to see him in such a state. They asked him if he hadn’t washed his face. He was always honest, especially in front of his own goddess, so of course he confessed. Finally, the staff couldn’t stand it any longer and gave him a wet wipe. After washing his face, they took the photo for the marriage certificate.

Within less than twenty-four hours, the wife who fell from the sky was added into his household register, and the newlyweds found out they were both attending Michael Gordon’s wedding. Naturally, they arrived together. Plus, since Ariana Hunt was a public figure, almost everyone instantly knew about her every move.

Moreover, since Allure International never interfered with the personal lives of their artists, there was no need for secret marriages or low profiles. It was a matter of letting artists do whatever they wanted. So as soon as Ariana Hunt married Adam, the news almost instantaneously exploded across the globe. The first call Michael Gordon received was: "You lucky dog! I was planning to use my wedding as an opportunity to introduce you to your goddess, but before it even started, you’ve already married her and taken her home. You really are something!"

After hanging up, he promptly had Adam’s room cleared and moved in together with Ariana Hunt in the couple’s room, insisting to his staff that they were not allowed to open a separate room for him—it had to be a bridal chamber!

And then... then it all led to the current situation!

He had already taken a shower, but Adam was still dilly-dallying inside, fiddling around. He truly didn’t know how to face her once he got out, so he figured, if she fell asleep, then he could leave without any awkwardness!

No matter what reason Ariana Hunt had for marrying him, or if she was just impulsively reacting to some hurtful event, grabbing the first guy who said he would marry her, that was her choice. He was just the lucky guy who benefited from her choice!

Once she got over the impulse and came to her senses, she would surely propose a divorce!

Isn’t that how all romance novels are written?

Although he wasn’t rich or a CEO, he was still the guy the female lead impulsively married in a huff, only to end up staying together until old age by accident!

So at this moment, what he could show was respect for her, and respect her some more, never taking advantage even if there’s an opportunity!

As a man, one must withstand the torture of the physiological craving, and never let the woman fall for him, resolutely not sleeping with her!

After deciding this, Adam became even more hesitant to come out of the bathroom!

Just then, however, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Um... Adam, why haven’t you come out yet? Are you hurt?" As Ariana Hunt knocked, she asked delicately, her voice filled with warm concern rather than the icy tone from the screen, "I heard from Mr. Gordon that you went to save Miss Bianca today. Are you injured? Should I call a doctor for you?"