Chapter 6 Ruthless!

Third-person POV:

Today, Maria was mentally exhausted. She had never felt so tired in her life.

When she returned home, she kicked her slippers off and collapsed on the bed.

Charles walked in and saw her lying on the bed in various positions. He threw his suit jacket onto the sofa, took his pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

In no time, he came out, wearing pajamas with a slightly open collar, revealing his enticing collarbone and well-defined chest muscles.

Even if Maria couldn't see the lower part, she could imagine his unbelievably perfect figure.

No! She shook her head slightly.

Maria sat up from the bed, looking at Charles walking towards the bedside. She nervously asked, "You're sleeping here?"

Charles glanced at her sideways. "If not, where will I sleep?"

Maria stared at him shocked!

He didn't know anything yesterday, but he found out everything today. Why did he still want to sleep here?

Was he deliberately wanting to frustrate her life?

Maria clenched her teeth firmly. Just as Charles sat on the bed, Maria felt like she was being burnt. She jumped from the bed. "Well, you can sleep here. I'll sleep in the guest room."

Right when she put on her slippers, she heard the man's harsh voice from behind, " Stop there!"

In shock, Maria slowly turned around and frowned at him, "What are you doing?"

Charles lazily leaned against the headboard. His gaze swept over her, "Your Aunt Flo isn't visiting."

It was true Maria's Aunt Flo wasn't visiting. She said that yesterday just to avoid having sex with him. It was a well-known secret. Why did he have to bring it up?

"You're right," Maria replied.

She was displeased, "But so what? We both know that I'm not Mia. So if you want to do it, do it yourself. I won't help you!"

After saying that, Maria ignored him and turned to leave.

"Maid Heather is grandfather's informer. Do you want Grandfather to know that we're already sleeping in separate rooms right after getting married?"

Maria's foot, which had just stepped out, suddenly froze in mid-air.

"If you dare to worry my grandfather, Maria, your father can go to hell!"

Maria remained silent.

Fine!

He was ruthless!

After her foot landed on the ground, instead of going back to the bed, Maria walked towards the wardrobe. She took out a bedsheet and walked over to the sofa. After hanging Charles' suit jacket on the nearby coat rack, she lay down on the sofa.

Staring at the ceiling, Maria bit her lip forcefully, "From now on, I'll sleep here. When it's necessary to act along with you, I will. But here, I'm Maria, not Mia. It doesn't matter whether you like Mia and want to provoke her with me, or if you truly don't like women and prefer men, I don't care."

Maria was not Mia. She wouldn't believe hearsay. She only believed what her eyes saw.

From last night when Charles followed Mia's agent on Facebook, Maria felt that Mia had a position in his heart.

He only obtained the marriage certificate with her today to please his grandfather.

She was willing to be a substitute and cooperate in all his performances, but she could not be used in the process.

After saying that, she turned over, with her back facing Charles.

Charles watched her and narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not bother her any longer. He turned and laid on the bed.

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FEW MONTHS LATER

After school, Maria stood in front of the Smiths mansion, preparing to push the gate. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a speeding sports car and turned her head in alarm. Then, she saw a white Maserati rushing towards her with a 'zooommm'.

She just glanced at it without thinking much and pushed the gate. When she was about to enter, she heard the sound of urgent braking. Afterward, she heard a man's voice behind her, "Maria!"

"Hmmm?"

Maria turned her head again and saw Charles getting down from the Maserati.

He casually tossed a car key towards Maria, "As of this moment, it's yours."

"What?" She asked in surprise.

Maria quickly reached out and caught the key. Looking down at the car key in her hand, she didn't know what to do.

When she mentioned that she wanted a Maserati sports car, Charles agreed, but she thought he was just saying it. But unexpectedly, he bought it for her!

Turning her head to look at the sleek and stylish supercar, Maria blinked in surprise. "Is it really for me?"

Charles put one hand in his pocket. A slight smile tugged at the corner of his thin lips. "What I, Charles, said would naturally count."

Well...

Maria bit her lips nervously, because she still couldn't believe it, "Are you sure this is for me and not for Mia?"

Charles's lips, which were initially slightly curved, immediately pursed tightly.