"Mr. Lockwood, this is the king floor of our building, with perfect lighting and layout plus the garden scenery, it’s flawless. And it’s fully furnished, the interior design is from..."
The salesperson’s words were like a flower blooming, looking at Adrian Lockwood’s eyes filled with the excitent of catching a big fish.
Beside him, Chloe Lynch couldn’t contain her excitent.
It must be the matrimonial ho!
There’s no other possibility.
Finally, she’s waited for this day.
A 300 square ter flat, with six bedrooms.
Excluding the study, ho theater, gym, etc.
The house is already decorated, just a matter of arranging the soft furnishings as per personal taste.
Chloe Lynch had even decided which designer to hire.
Once married, during the day Adrian Lockwood is at the company, she can enjoy morning and afternoon tea at ho, pose for photos in different styles.
If she puts in the effort, perhaps she might be the next internet sensation.
That way, she won’t be bored.
She takes a look from the balcony, overlooking the lush garden scenery.
Then goes to the rooftop terrace to bask in the brilliant sunshine.
Returning to the living room, Chloe Lynch clings to Adrian Lockwood’s arm and coyly says, "Honey, let’s go with this one..."
"Okay."
Adrian Lockwood withdrew his arm and nodded.
The rcedes drove out of the estate, Chloe Lynch was holding the contract tightly.
Her heart was pounding.
The contract had her na alone written on it.
Even though her hand almost went numb from signing, just thinking about this large house belonging to her, Chloe Lynch felt she could willingly bear a broken hand.
Raising her eyes, the luxurious high-rise estate gradually faded from view in the rearview mirror.
Chloe Lynch looked expectantly at Adrian Lockwood and asked, "Honey, when will we move in?"
"You can move in today."
With that from Adrian Lockwood, Chloe Lynch’s eyes sparkled with intense joy.
The car stopped again, at the furniture store.
Happiness ca too suddenly, Chloe Lynch felt as if she were dreaming.
But looking back, Adrian Lockwood, who was previously most impatient with shopping, was choosing houses and cushions, always maintaining a calm and composed deanor today.
Chloe Lynch took a deep breath half the day and still couldn’t calm down.
They left the furniture store by evening, Adrian Lockwood glanced at his watch, then looked back at Chloe Lynch, "I have a eting with a friend tonight, you should head back first."
Back to The Lockwood Villa?
But since Adrian Lockwood had a eting with a friend, he either wouldn’t co back at all tonight, or he’d co back late and fall straight to sleep.
Even if she went back, she’d be left alone.
Chloe Lynch tentatively asked, "May I go to the new ho instead?"
Not far away were trucks being loaded with furniture for her new ho.
Adrian Lockwood glanced at the slowly setting sun in the distance, and the darkening sky.
Then he turned back to Chloe Lynch, seeming to finally make up his mind.
"You may."
Adrian Lockwood spoke in a deep voice, "I’ll have the butler send your things over later. You can take this ti to arrange your new ho as you wish."
So, this is really their matrimonial ho, right?
Chloe Lynch nodded.
Too nervous to say even a single "Alright."
Adrian Lockwood sat in the rcedes, and the car slowly drove away.
A cold wind blew by, making her shiver involuntarily.
But Chloe Lynch happily exhaled a warm breath.
She’s finally made it through!
The next ti she ets Serena Sinclair, she won’t fake it anymore, no more pretending to be friendly and sweet calling her "Serena" while loathing her inside.
And as for Miles Lockwood, when he returns from Serena tomorrow, she’ll start setting the rules for him!
If he wants to see Serena, it will depend on her mood.
Most importantly, there’s Clara Lynch, and her incredibly biased parents.
Since the last ti they t Adrian Lockwood, her dad hadn’t called her even once, as if she shalessly clung to Adrian Lockwood and brought disgrace on him.
Her mom kept nagging her to either return to The Lockwood Group or find a new job, repeating over and over that won can’t pin their hopes on n.
n are the least reliable.
Ha-ha.
She’ll show them how good her judgnt is.
She instructed the movers there.
And reminded the property and the butler over here.
Having arranged everything, Chloe Lynch hailed a cab straight to The Lynch Family.
Chloe Lynch arrived to find the house empty.
Both Mr. Lynch and Mrs. Lynch were not ho.
She called Clara Lynch, but the phone rang for a long ti before connecting.
Mrs. Lynch’s voice ca from the other end, "Chloe?"
???
Chloe Lynch pulled the phone away and looked at it, frowning tightly, "Mom, where have you all gone? How co no one’s ho?"
"Oh, your sister took and your dad to a hot spring in the countryside..."
Mrs. Lynch said.
Chloe Lynch couldn’t help but grit her teeth.
Clara Lynch must have done this on purpose, right?
On the other end, Mrs. Lynch seed to sense Chloe Lynch’s silent anger and spoke blandly, "Did your sister not invite you? You said you didn’t have ti! We can’t just stop coming because you won’t, right? ... Alright, your sister’s back, you talk to her!"
"Hello?"
Clara Lynch’s voice sounded.
Chloe Lynch’s face sank, and she hung up the phone without a word.
Once Adrian Lockwood proposes, and once she’s fixed up the new house and takes them to see it.
They’ll realize how wrong they’ve been.
She is their real daughter, their support for the rest of their lives.
Clara Lynch is a fake.
Fake!!!
It’s just a lousy hot spring.
What’s there to flaunt?
Directly hanging up Clara Lynch’s call again, Chloe Lynch slamd the door shut with a bang and hailed a cab straight to the new ho.
Since Adrian Lockwood paid in full for the house, the property and butler witnessed her financial prowess.
Or maybe they recognized Adrian Lockwood.
When Chloe Lynch entered the ho, everything had been unpacked and placed where they belonged.
Even the trash had been gathered and removed.
From the living room to the kitchen.
Then to the terrace, wherever her eyes landed, it was delicate and luxurious, just as she had imagined.
"Madam, anything else that needs doing?"
"Mrs. Lockwood, just let know if you need anything!"
The butler called her Mrs. Lockwood repeatedly, making Chloe Lynch feel like she’s smiling from ear to ear inside.
Though she didn’t show it, "No, thank you!"
Checking the ti, it’s not even nine o’clock.
She called Adrian Lockwood, but he didn’t answer.
Feeling bored, Chloe Lynch sent the new ho’s location to her friends chat group.
It stirred up a whirlwind of reactions.
Soone was clamoring to warm the house.
Another wanted to tour the 300 square ter apartnt.
Chloe Lynch’s one call received many responses.
After more than half an hour, the doorbell rang, and several groups of people arrived.
"Darling, you’ve hooked up with President Lockwood, you’re finally on your way up; don’t forget us sisters when sothing good happens!"
"Yeah, Mrs. Lockwood, am I hugging your leg now? Rember when there’s a handso guy with good conditions around President Lockwood..."
"..."
Champagne.
Flattery.
She felt dizzy from being showered with praise.
Chloe Lynch felt like she was on cloud nine.
But once the crowd was gone, she saw the closet densely packed on one side but empty on the other.
Chloe Lynch suddenly ca back to her senses.
Why were there only her clothes?
Where were Adrian Lockwood’s?
Isn’t this a matrimonial ho?
Isn’t he moving in to live with her?
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