Swept Into a Fairytale Marriage

Swept Into a Fairytale Marriage 84



Chapter 84 Mr. Locke Admits He’s Married

“I… You…” Farrah felt a mix of embarrassment and confusion.

“If you really want to thank me, then hurry up and develop the medicine. Stop thinking about romance all the time. Women should be more reserved.”

Farrah’s cheeks flushed a deep red, and she felt her entire body ignite with embarrassment.

She hurriedly jumped up and dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. It was utterly humiliating. She wanted to disappear!

Adrian couldn’t help but smile. He turned his gaze away, his throat tightening with amusement.

That night, they didn’t go any further.

When Farrah saw Adrian the next morning, he appeared calm as usual, but she couldn’t help but blush, even avoiding his gaze. It felt as though she had done something guilty. Thinking back on her actions. from the night before, she wished she could just crawl into a hole and hide.

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As usual, Adrian left without taking her with him, deliberately keeping his distance.

Today, Farrah was dressed beautifully. She looked in the mirror and felt put on the necklace Adrian had given her, the one with the adorable bunny pendant.

It was 10:00 am in the CEO’s office at Prestige Group. Germaine felt as if her happiness had been stolen ever since she learned that Adrian was married.

Last night, she was so upset that she barely slept as she was trapped in her turmoil. Even with her meticulously done makeup, it couldn’t hide her inner exhaustion.

She wondered countless times what kind of woman could be fortunate enough to marry Adrian. She was truly envious.

“Germaine, what’s wrong? Are you troubled?” Corey asked with concern, unaware of everything that had happened.

At that moment, Adrian wasn’t in the office. Germaine seized the opportunity to look up at Corey and asked, “Corey, Bo you know Mr. Locke is married?” Germaine held her breath, waiting for the answer. Corey’s face registered shock. “No way! Who told you that? How could that be true?” “He wore a wedding ring last night,” Germaine said firmly. “I saw it with my own eyes.

But Corey hadn’t been paying attention last night as his focus was entirely on Farrah.

Just then, Adrian entered the office, holding a document. Corey turned to observe his fingers. Sure enough, he was wearing a wedding ring!

“Mr. Locke, you’re married?” Corey asked in astonishment.

Germaine held her breath, waiting for the answer.

“Mm.” Adrian sat down in his office chair, offering no further explanation after his simple acknowledgment.

Germaine’s heart sank, feeling as if it had shattered into pieces.

“Who is she?” Corey asked, surprised. “Why have we never seen you date anyone?”

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Adrian looked up at him, not answering. From his expression, he seemed to be asking, “Do I need to report my dating life to you?”

Corey instantly backed off from pressing for more information and instead put a smile on his face. Congratulations on finding a good partner, Mr. Locke. You’re no longer single.”

“Focus on your work. Don’t gossip about my private matters,” Adrian replied lightly. “We’ve got the marriage certificate, but the wedding hasn’t been planned yet. I’ll need your help arranging it when the time comes.”

At those words, Germaine felt her heart shatter even more. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Who was that lucky woman?

Since Germaine hadn’t seen Mrs. Locke, she had a lingering delusion that Adrian was just making excuses. A man as exceptional as him wouldn’t easily get married.

Around noon, Germaine and Farrah ran into each other in the elevator. They entered one after the other, and the elevator doors closed.

Germaine was already in a bad mood, and after last night’s humiliation, she wanted to take it out on Farrah. But as she turned to speak, she caught sight of the necklace around Farrah’s neck!

It was identical to the one Adrian had personally bought her on her birthday!


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