The endless blackness swallowed the light little by little, and the dark yellow streetlights outside also opened early, guiding the way for the people of Kawakawa.
Inside Darren’s bedroom, Catherine nestles birdlike in Darren’s arms, both eyes constantly looking away, occasionally lowering her head in a gesture of her youthfulness.
Darren, on the other hand, with a playful smile, lifted her chin slightly with his hand and spoke in disbelief, “You taste good.”
Catherine’s face turned hot when Darren said so, her head lowered and raised, and her eyes filled with complaint when she looked at Darren.
“What! Shy now? You weren’t like this just now, you seem to be more active than me.”
Darren laughed lightly and couldn’t resist putting his hand under the covers.
Catherine was busy grabbing Darren’s hand and looked at Darren with wide eyes, too angry to spit out a complete sentence, “I … you … this …”
Darren pulled his hand out slowly, then held Catherine’s delicate hand backwards, two large hands wrapped the small hand tightly and placed it on his heart, looking at Catherine heartily and said, “Your hand is so cold.”
Catherine’s heart couldn’t help but twitch a little as a burst of warmth rushed to her heart.
“It looks like I’m going to have to suffer a little bit after we get married.”
Darren let out a long breath and sighed towards Catherine.
Catherine is not sure why you are the one who suffers? You married me is not a great bargain? How could it be a loss?
Looking at the curious look in Catherine’s eyes, Darren shrugged and opened his mouth again, “Gotta warm your hands.”
Catherine rolled her eyes and gave Darren a light whack on top of his chest.
Darren took Catherine’s hand in his palm and pressed it firmly to his heart, while his other hand also took Catherine into his arms, his eyes filled with love and affection.
Catherine thought about it and still asked, “That, about that charity you did … what was that about?”
“What’s going on?”
Darren knew what Catherine meant when he heard it, but he deliberately pretended not to know and asked in mock surprise toward Catherine.
“That is, the two hundred million.” Catherine said once again.
“Two hundred million? What two hundred million?”
“That’s what … is … is what is donated to poor mountain areas and schools.”
Catherine thought about it for half a day and finally said it.
“O …,” Darren nodded slightly.
Catherine also looked at him suspiciously, waiting to see what kind of statement he would give himself again.
“Yeah, that’s a good thing, I’ll give you that.” Darren said forwardly.
“Huh? What’s just fine, I asked you what happened to the 200 million?”
Catherine is a little speechless, is she not speaking clearly, or Darren’s logic is wrong ah.
“Didn’t you ask me for 200 million for charity?”
Darren also looked at Catherine with an astonished look.
“Huh? When? Why don’t I know?”
Catherine looked up sharply, did she really ask Darren to donate the 200 million? But how come I don’t remember anything? Have I been drinking too much? Or did I lose my memory?
“Just now.” Darren said with an innocent look on his face.
“I …”
Catherine’s face darkened for a moment, not knowing what to say.
“What’s wrong?”
Darren asked with concern on his face toward Catherine, while his heart was happy, laughing at Catherine’s reaction.
“It’s okay.” Catherine shook her head bitterly and said to herself inwardly: It seems it’s not me who’s drunk, it’s him.
Darren smiled and did not say anything more, pulled the room light slowly, the wedding dress had been tried on, the woman was sleeping beside him, his heart was a joy, hugged Catherine in its forehead and kissed gently, then closed his eyes.
Darren, Darren.
Catherine called out carefully from within herself.
This guy is not asleep, right?
Fuck, he’s got a big heart, how did he fall asleep?
I’m getting married for real tomorrow, and I can’t believe it.
Hey, Darren, how much do you really care about me? You are married to me, but outside those sexy women and a whole lot of a whole lot of, as if not money like to come to your body, you certainly can not hold.
Am I going to indulge you or not? Like before? Or do we just go our separate ways?
…
Still can’t sleep, what should I do? And I don’t know what time it is?
Darren this guy how heartless ah, tomorrow we two held a wedding how this guy is not excited at all it?
No I have to give him some punishment.
Catherine flicked Darren on the head: Hum, let you have no heart!
The night was very long for Catherine, and before she knew it the sky was slowly dawning, and only then did she close her eyes in a daze.
I don’t know how long it took, but Darren opened his eyes hazily and subconsciously tried to stretch, but woke up Catherine, who was resting on his shoulder.
“What time is it?”
Catherine asked, her eyes downcast and confused.
Darren slowly drew his arm out and gently stroked his hand over Catherine’s cheek, saying gently, “It’s still early, get some more sleep.”
Catherine seems to be asleep, silent, only her meager breathing can be heard.
Darren shook his head, then kissed her on the forehead and got up.
“Mr. Jakovich, are you sure we want to go?” Alastair’s assistant asked in surprise.
“This is kind of my loss, no matter what, Catherine is a good girl, are worthy of my blessing, so this wedding, I am definitely going to go.” Alastair opened his mouth lightly while saying again, “Go ahead, get ready, we’ll go there early, I still have something to say to them.”
Within the living room of the Owen family, Billy was all smiles, looking at himself in the mirror, constantly straightening his clothes, and the joy on his face was more than evident.
Today is Catherine’s wedding to Darren, and he can’t help but be happy as Catherine’s biological father, but of course a large part of it is because of Darren’s status.
Although the Kirkland family embarrassed him by rejecting Lena’s marriage, he only wanted his daughter to marry into the Kirkland family to consolidate his business.
Of course, it would be best if Lena, whom he raised as a child, married into it, and Catherine married into it would be good for him.
At this time Lena is a grim face quietly sitting on the sofa, eyes slightly narrowed, the corners of the mouth can not help but hook up a sinister and cunning smile: Catherine today you will have to look good.
“Well, not bad, looks much better than that Catherine what’s-her-name.”
Heidi looked at herself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction, smiling to herself.