Chapter 47 Celia Did Not Need To Be Liked And Could Only Be Taken Care Of

Celia Ling said sincerely, looking at the man who seemed to be smiling.

Carlos smiled. It was the first time that Celia had looked at him so seriously.

Her beautiful eyes were as clear as glass, and the waves on them were light, which were full of his shadows. Finally, she no longer threw a quick glance at him, with anger, timidity, or rejection.

She didn't expect that he had such a day that he could be satisfied with only a glance.

"Okay, Celia, what would you like to talk about?"

It was rare for them to talk so patiently. Sitting in the driver's seat, Boris knew that his young master was in a good mood at the moment.

"I really don't want to be followed by people all day long anymore."

She gazed up at him and said in a serious tone.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly. "Tell me the reason."

He said slowly.

Celia bit her lips. "First, chapter 37 of our kingdom's law says that every citizen shall have the right to freedom of the individual. It is obviously a violation of the law to send someone to follow me like this."

Carlos nodded. "Does law teach you? Good."

"Second, I'm not a disabled person. I don't need you to specially send people to take a book for me, buy food, water, and send a sunshade umbrella. My limbs are very complete!"

"Third, what I hate most is to attract too much attention from the teachers and students. If this continues, it will definitely happen."

"Done?" Carlos asked.

She nodded and waited for his answer with the same stubborn little face.

"Boris, come here with a bottle of water. Celia must be thirsty after talking so much."

Celia grit her teeth. "I'm not thirsty."

But the man ignored her. He took the water and handed it to her, indicating her with his eyes.

Celia didn't answer. "What on earth do you want?"

She was a little annoyed.

A word came out of his thin lips. "Yes."

What did that mean?

"You are my wife. I don't think it's inappropriate to do so."

"But I don't like it!" She raised her tone.

The man laughed. "Celia doesn't need to like it. She just needs to be taken care of."

At this moment, Celia really had an impulse to bite the man to death.

Carlos continued. "Since Celia almost failed to return home last time, I thi

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

y it all by yourself."

The man's figure suddenly approached, and covered the light above her head, completely trapping her in his shadow.

"So, Celia, it's easier to be my wife than to break the contract and pay five million."

He was laughing, but her face was as white as snow.

Carlos's voice sounded calm. Celia was like a lamb falling into a trap, and no matter how hard she struggled, it was in vain.

Celia Ling was desperate. Since she had been in the manor, both Grace and the maids had called her "Miss Ling"

Since she had asked Carlos to divorce, every man in the manor, including Boris, would call her "Mrs. Gu.".

The change in the way she was called shocked her.

No matter what she did or said, Grace's servants addressed her as "Sir" and "madam", were they trying to push her too hard?

Of course, she knew that this was what that man told her to do. Every step she made, she was always so considerate. She was really a dangerous person!

"Madam, what would you like to eat for dinner? Mr. Gu said that you loved... "

Before Grace could finish her words, Celia Ling had already gone away.

At the terrace.

She sat in a rattan chair and looked up at the starry sky. She finally had some peace.

A moment later, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

As soon as she finished her words, the door was pushed open. However, she frowned more and more when she saw the soft embroidered pillow, slippers and toiletries on Grace's hand.

Carlos was moving in?