Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

After entering the room, she hid the bag in the closet.

She could not find a better place for the ultrasound sheets, so she just put them in the bag for the time being.

She went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet.

As she lay in the tub, the warm water slowly submerging her body, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She thought she should move out because she had saved up enough money to rent a small apartment for herself after Justin ran away from the hospital.

Grandma was gone, and there was indeed no reason for her fake marriage to continue.

If she stayed, it’s more like she’s trying to stick around.

She should have to stay out of his life and his influence from now on.

She closed her eyes and gently brushed her hand across the small of her back.

It was hard to imagine that a small life was conceived here.

In her heart, a warm current gradually surged up.

Downstairs in the living room, Luther was standing in a daze. Perhaps he was just paranoid and sensitive, he always felt that Joyce was not quite right, as if she was deliberately staying away from him.

Why? Did she go out this afternoon and something happened? Or did she meet someone?

He was stunned for a long time until a phone call interrupted his contemplation.

He picked up the phone and it was Mr. Baldwin calling.

“Luther, how are you. I heard that you are not in the group and have gone home. Is it convenient for me to go to your home now? Is your wife Joyce also at home?” Mr. Baldwin inquired.

“She’s here.” Luther returned as he raised his eyes and looked down at the second floor.

“Here’s the deal, Luther, the legal process for your grandmother’s will has been completed and you two are the heirs to the shares. You are required to sign a few documents. After signing, we will handle the changes on your behalf, and the share succession will become official.” Mr. Baldwin explained briefly over the phone.

“Okay, got it. You can come over.” Luther said and hung up.

After Joyce finished her shower, she knew that Mr. Baldwin was coming and she would need to sign a few documents, so she went back upstairs to change into a formal dress.

Mr. Baldwin was very efficient.

When Joyce changed her clothes and came downstairs, Mr. Baldwin was already in the living room. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking sober and strict.

“Mr. and Mrs. Warner, how do you do.” Mr. Baldwin took out several documents from his briefcase, “The legal process has been completed regarding your grandmother’s testamentary succession. There are five documents here, please sign each of them here.”

He placed the documents neatly in front of them, “All the places that need to be signed are well marked. Please sign here. I will go through the change procedures tomorrow and the transfer of your shares will become official tomorrow.”

Luther was the first to take the pen and signed it quickly.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Joyce, on the other hand, clutched her pen in her hand as she gently bit her lip, seemingly thinking about something.

After a moment, she said to Luther, “Would you excuse us, I’d like to speak to Mr. Baldwin alone?”

Luther glanced at Joyce, not knowing what she was going to do, but he would respect her choice.

So he said back, “Okay, I’m going out. You guys talk.”

When Luther left, Joyce brought it up directly, “Mr. Baldwin, I would like to draft a separate agreement with you regarding the inheritance of Stephanie’s shares.”