Chapter 125

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When Hannah totally recovered, she asked Kendric to going back to school. However, when she was ready to go to class as usual, Paul called her and said, "Hannah, go to the school gate and wait for Mr. George. Don't act rashly, hurry up!"

  What? Why was Kendric so self-righteous to force her?


  Hannah bit her lips and suddenly squatted down with her hands on her stomach. 

Lily, who was beside her, asked with a concern, "Hannah, what's wrong with you?"

"Lily, my stomach was suddenly a little uncomfortable. Can you ask Mr. Joe for a leave?"


  "Are you okay?"

"It's all right. I'll go back to the dormitory to have a rest first. If I'm all right later, I'll come over."


"Okay, then you should pay attention to yourself."

After Lily walked away, Hannah slowly walked to the school gate. At eight o'clock, the black Lamborghini appeared at the school gate on time. 

Hannah stomped her feet and angrily walked forward. She directly opened the door and sat in. She thought that it was Paul who came to pick her up. However, when she saw the man sitting in the car, her other foot stopped and didn't come in.

  "You… why are you here?"

After that, she wanted to bite off her tongue and thought what a stupid question she asked. Was it strange for him to be in his car?

  "Get on the car." Kendric looked at her high-raised foot. 

Today she was wearing a black hip-wrapped skirt, a white loose knitted sweater, and a pair of pine cake sneakers. Seeing Kendric's eyes fall on her legs which were lifted high, she immediately put her legs down and got on the car.

However, she tried to get close to the door on her side as far as possible. She was far away from him, and her legs were also very close. Her hands were on the knees and she was seated straight.

  "You've taken your ID card?"

"Yes, but why on earth are you looking for me? I have to go back to class."

  "You'll know when you get there." Kendric told Paul to drive the car.

Hannah complained all the way, but Kendric did not look at her. When the car entered a courtyard with green trees, Hannah was stunned when she saw the white plaque hanging at the door. 

"Kendric George, what are we doing at Civil Affairs Bureau?"

  The place they came was the Civil Affairs Bureau!

"We come here, what do you think we will do?"

After Kendric got out of the car, he found that Hannah did not follow him. Paul circled to the side of the car and helped her open the car door. 

  Hannah grabbed the seat in front of her and stared at Paul. "I won't get off the car. You go and I'll wait for you in the car."

Paul, who was never smiling, was now amused by Hannah. "Miss Hannah, you will marry Mr. George. How can you not go in?"

"What?! Marry?!" As soon as Hannah heard this word, she almost fainted.

Kendric lost his patience and urged, "Paul, what are you talking about with her? Bring her in."

He turned around and walked inside. Instead of passing through the hall inside, he directly took the elevator to the third floor and entered the Director's office.

Looking at Hannah, Paul sighed softly and said, "Miss Hannah, you'd better go by yourself. If you don't move, it will not be a good scene."

  Hannah just sighed and followed Paul to get inside the building.

In the elevator, she glared at Paul in annoyance. "Do you really want me to marry Kendric George? So, I'll become your boss's wife later. See how I'll take revenge on you!"

Paul replied steadily, "Okay, I'll be waiting."

  "You…" Hannah was so angry that she was speechless.

When arriving at the third floor, Paul put one of his hand behind his back and asked Hannah to go out of the elevator.

The registration office was on the first floor, and the wedding examination room was on the second floor. At this moment, the third floor was quiet, as if there was nobody. Paul led Hannah to the Director's office.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and then reverently opened it for Hannah. 

"Miss Hannah, please."

In the clean office, Kendric sat on a single-person sofa with his long legs crossed. He looked lazy and sexy. He glanced at her indifferently. 

The Director stood in front of him. When the Director saw Hannah coming, he immediately said respectfully, "Miss Wilson, you are here. Please take out your ID card and I will make a copy. Then, Mr. George and Miss Wilson, please come here to take a photo."

  Hannah found that there was a photographer with a camera standing next to her. Her household register book had been placed on the tea table. She stiffly pulled the corners of her mouth. 

Any resistance seemed to be useless. However, until the last moment, she would not give up.

"Director, I think marriage is voluntary. You are the Director here. How can you violate the most basic marriage freedom principle and force me to marry him?"

  "Well…" The Director's face suddenly changed. He really didn't expect that this young girl in front of him was actually not willing to marry Kendric.

He was Kendric George, how many women had dreamed of being his wife? How could she not agree?

"You'd better come and have a look at our pre-wedding agreement before you decided if you want to marry me." Kendric's calm voice had a unique flavor, as if he was not angry about it.

"Hump, I will look. I won't sign it anyway." Hannah sat down in front of him and grabbed the so-called marriage agreement to look.

One by one, she looked at these clauses very carefully. At the end, she suddenly became uncertain. The conditions of this agreement were extremely generous and beneficial to her.

However, she still had one question, "Fine, but I have one more condition." Hannah looked at him.

Kendric raised his hand, indicating that others went out. After other people went out, Hannah raised three fingers and said.

"Three years, at most three years, let me go in three years! It's impossible for me to spend my whole life with you. And if I meet the man I like during this period, you can't stop me from liking other man."

  "What do you mean by 'don't stop'? Do you think that I can stand being cuckold?"

"Of course, I won't let you being cuckold during our marriage. I won't sleep with other people, but you can't stop me from developing a spiritual love affair with other people."

"Emotional infidelity also counts. Hannah Wilson, don't push your luck!"

Hannah curled her lips. Originally, she deliberately made things difficult for him. Hearing what he said, it was quite reasonable. In the marriage, the spirit and body were the same important.

"I don't need to add the last point. But in three years, I will definitely leave."

"Okay, then sign it."

Hannah looked at it again from the beginning to end. Hannah was looked at Kendric, he is a man who was high above the masses, why he would want to marry her? What's more, would such a handsome man want to be her husband? No wonder the Director's expression just now showed that she was so lucky.

After confirming that there was no problem, she still hesitated at the moment she signed it. 

It was just a legal contract of selling her body. At the last moment, she suddenly looked up again and said, "By the way, I can't let my classmates and teachers know about this thing!"

Kendric glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, I won't let such a thing happen."

  "All right then."

Hannah signed her name heavily in a very tragic mood. Then she looked at the man in front of her with her teeth gnashed and said, "Mr. George, we have been husband and wife."

In her heart, Hannah really wants to get married to Mr. George, but to "Blake George".

Kendric raised his eyebrows slightly and then wrote his name, and then Paul asked the photographer to come in and take pictures for them.

Sitting on the two small stools, Hannah could not laugh at all. Her eyes were full of murderous intent. Kendric was not much better than her. But the frame of a handsome man and beautiful woman standing together was very beautiful. The photographer always wanted them to laugh.

Anne was so angry that she said, "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and take photos. I have to go back to school to attend classes after you took photos."

As a result, the photographer took out a marriage certificate photo filled with murderous looks.

When the photo was posted and the seal fell, their marriage came into effect.

"Mrs. George, I'll take care of the marriage certificate for you."

Mrs. George? Was he calling her? For a moment, Anne was really not adapted to the change of her status. 

From now on, she was Mrs. George.
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