Chapter 3 H... Hubby!

In the study,

Nathan Christ leaned in a leather chair, slowly lit a cigarette, and stuck it between his lips, "Moore, anything you've got?"

The middle-aged underling nicknamed Moore was not only his driver but also his right-hand man.

Moore pursed his lips, seemingly holding back his laughter!

Since his boss asked, he needed to tell him everything.

In the end, the man's face was black with anger. He gritted his teeth slightly, and his deep voice carried coldness. He spoke slowly, stressing each word, "When did my wife die?"

"Heh heh, sir, you've been keeping a low profile and should just ignore those silly rumors." It might be his two young brothers who spread false rumors and created trouble!

"Because she doesn't want to marry me, she ran away from Sam's house?"

Moore laughed, "What about the girl now..."

Nathan flicked the cigarette, "Still asleep."

Just now, the girl woke up for a while, during which she just looked at him with misty eyes without saying anything.

He... coaxed her, and she soon fell asleep again.

The smile on Moore's face faded away instantly, and his eyebrows were knitted, "Sir, why?"

"The lady from Sam Family is mildly mentally challenged. Although Sam Family doesn't admit it openly, it's not a secret. As you saw, she is a stammerer, and her eyes look dull."

And now, a retard despised their boss!

Nathan took another drag from his cigarette and smiled, "Isn't she cute?"

Her eyes were smart and clear rather than dull.

Though not stunning, her face looked innocent, her skin was fair and fine, and her body was well proportioned. She looked... impressive.

"I've made a promise to the old man. Retard or not, she will be my wife."

"The heir to the Christ Family is mine for the taking."

As soon as the old man and the heir status were mentioned, Moore took a tumble.

The girl was exploited.

Nathan got up and stubbed out the cigarette, "I'll check on her. You can go home now."

Outside the study, Simona was lying on her stomach, and her face twitched.

Like a cat, she quietly crawled back to the bedroom next door as fast as she could...

Nathan pushed open the door.

He eased himself onto the bed and gazed at the girl's delicate face.

No doubt, she was pretty.

What a pity!

She was retarded. It wouldn't matter if she was just a stammerer.

Anyhow, this was trivial. To get the heir status of Christ Family, he had disregarded everything.

"Mmm..." Simona's eyelids moved. Now she was fully awake and staring at the man blankly.

"What's your name?"

"Simo...Simona."

"Fear not, I'm not a bad guy. Tell me, did you run away from your home? Anyone bullied you?"

Simona nodded, the rim of her eyes turning red, "Second, second aunt, bad woman."

Nathan bent over to pat the girl on the head, seemingly to soothe her.

Although she was mildly retarded, she could do basic communication. At least, she could understand human words.

It made sense now.

After the girl heard that he was an old widower, she despised him and refused to marry...

She was not that dumb after all.

He put one hand on the pillow to prop himself. His voice was gentle and pleasant to the ear, "We have no bad people here. From now on... would you like to live here?"

Her eyes open, Simona uttered 'yes' dully like quite a while.

Nathan narrowed his eyes and smiled with satisfaction, "But you must marry me and become my wife before you can live here."

"Well, would you like to marry me?"

Simona's dark eyes glittered slightly.

Marrying him?

Would she like it?

Originally, she would rather die.

Now...

"H... hubby!"

Abruptly Simona got up from the quit, threw herself into the man's arms, and wrapped her arms around him!