Chapter 3 I'm Married

A glass door separated the lively reception hall.

Amelia stared intently at Liam, observing his reaction.

However, upon hearing this address, the man's cold aura intensified. His pitch-black eyes revealed a chilling indifference, without a trace of emotion. He turned to return to the reception hall.

Amelia quickly stepped forward, blocking his way.

Liam frowned slightly. "Move."

His deep, pleasant voice carried a noble tone, making one want to hear him speak a few more words.

Amelia sensed something amiss. "You... don't recognize me?"

Liam looked down at her. "Should I?"

Since entering The Jones family estate, he had felt an unusual gaze following him.

That gaze was frank, unlike the sycophantic stares of others, which he found disgusting.

Liam had taken a few more glances at her.

The girl was very beautiful, with fair skin. Her peach blossom eyes and the tear mole at the corner of her eye were alluring yet not overly seductive. Though she stood obediently in the corner, there was an unrestrained aura about her.

When he caught her staring at him, she didn't shy away but boldly met his gaze.

He had thought she was different from those women who threw themselves at him upon seeing him. Unexpectedly, she was bolder-she called him "husband" right away...

Liam's expression grew impatient. He emphasized coldly, "Miss, I am married. Please behave yourself."

Amelia was stunned.

This man clearly didn't recognize her, yet he claimed to be married... Could there have been a mistake at the marriage registry?

She asked, "May I ask who your wife is?"

"None of your concern."

Another four icy words.

Amelia took out a photocopy of a marriage certificate and held it up to him. "Mr. Stuart, the groom's name here should be yours, right?"

Liam glanced at the document. His eyes landed on the bride's name, Amelia.

Lifting his gaze, he sneered. "Miss Jones, a real certificate isn't expensive. If you're going to forge one, at least make it more convincing."

With that, Liam didn't return to the reception hall but strode toward the parking lot.

Amelia chased after him, wanting to explain, but two bodyguards in black stopped her.

She stood still and called after him, "Mr. Stuart, this document is real. If you don't believe me, check with the marriage registry..."

Liam didn't stop. He got into his car and drove away.

His personal assistant remained behind. As he returned to the reception hall, he ran into Charlotte.

Charlotte had seen Amelia pestering Liam but hadn't heard their conversation. Seeing Liam leave and Amelia riding her electric scooter after him, she immediately asked, "Why did Mr. Stuart leave? Did someone offend him?"

The assistant smiled. "President Stuart had urgent matters to attend to and left first. Please inform the elders of the house."

Since his boss hadn't instructed any punishment for the girl, it meant he wasn't concerned.

Charlotte quickly nodded and politely saw the assistant off.

After finalizing the wedding date, the other members of The Stuart family left after lunch.

Once the guests were gone, Donald frowned anxiously. "Why did Mr. Stuart leave so suddenly? Did we fail to treat him properly?"

Charlotte recalled Edward's distracted behavior, how he seemed to be searching for someone. Then she thought of Amelia's devastating beauty and clenched her fists.

Her eyes flickered. "Dad, I saw Amelia bothering Mr. Stuart. He was very angry and left. He even left a message..."

"What message?"

"Mr. Stuart said you should discipline your daughter properly." Charlotte bit her lip. "If Amelia behaves like this, won't The Stuart family think we lack proper upbringing?"

Donald's face instantly darkened.

Amelia rode her scooter out of the villa district but soon lost track of him.

Just as she was feeling frustrated, her phone rang.

She answered and heard a male voice-her subordinate, Jack. "Boss, a lot of people have been investigating Doctor Amy lately."

Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Has my identity been exposed?"

"Of course not! No one would suspect that the person who solved the hydrogen fuel problem-Doctor Amy-is actually a fresh university graduate who looks so harmless..."

"Get to the point," Amelia interrupted his rambling.

"Oh, right! I found information on Liam!"

"Go on."

"Liam is the second son of The Stuart family patriarch. Rumor has it that he's ruthless and cold-blooded, so he was sent abroad from a young age. Everyone assumed The Stuart family business would go to the eldest son-Edward's father. But unexpectedly, Liam returned last week and, through unknown but aggressive means, forced the old man to step down and took over Stuart Group."

Jack asked curiously, "Didn't you say you found someone easy to control for a fake marriage? How did your groom suddenly turn into this cold-blooded tyrant? Boss, if your marriage isn't stable, it could affect the company's IPO..."

Amelia frowned. "Find his contact details and schedule. I need to see him."

She had agreed to Mary's absurd demand for an immediate marriage because being legally married was beneficial for her company's IPO application.

But now, she had somehow ended up married, and she wasn't sure what kind of scheme was behind it.

Liam was no ordinary man. The best approach was to get divorced as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary complications.

Hanging up, Amelia massaged her temples.

This was getting complicated. With Liam's status, he was always surrounded by bodyguards, making him hard to approach.

She really shouldn't have impulsively called him "husband" earlier and made him storm off...

Sighing, she started up her little scooter and slowly rode home.

Leaving the bustling city center, she entered an old urban village on the outskirts.

When she had left The Jones family at thirteen, she hadn't had much money, so she could only rent a place here. Over time, she had gotten used to it and never moved.

Just as she was about to reach home, an elderly woman-probably in her eighties or nineties-suddenly dashed out from the roadside!

Amelia quickly hit the brakes, nearly running her over.

She looked at the old lady, initially suspecting a scam, but soon noticed something was off.

The woman, though frail and small, was dressed decently-not someone from a poor household. Around her neck hung a tag with a contact number and a note, If this elderly woman is lost, please call the number. Generous reward offered.

...As expected, Alzheimer's.

Who knew which family had lost their elderly relative?

Amelia immediately pulled out her phone to dial the number.

Suddenly, the previously dazed woman had a reaction. She grabbed Amelia's wrist and, with newfound clarity in her murky eyes, exclaimed, "Granddaughter-in-law! You're my granddaughter-in-law!"

"..." Amelia's mouth twitched.

Single for 22 years, and now she had another husband?

Was the marriage bureau having a clearance sale today?

Amused, she asked casually, "Grandma, who is your grandson?"

The old lady frowned in thought.

What was her grandson's name again...? Oh, right-Liam!