Chapter 3
After leaving the wedding venue, the cold wind outside instantly cleared Shea’s head.
“Shea.” A deep voice interrupted her thoughts.
She looked up at Hansen, and the next moment, he handed her a card.
Shea blinked. “What’s this?”
Hansen looked at her and said, “I still have work to attend to later, so I can’t accompany you to buy what you need. There aren’t any women’s things at home, so it’ll be inconvenient for you after you
move in.”
Shea was stunned. “Home?”
Wait, move in?
Even though she had spoken boldly during the wedding, the truth was still that she had just met this man today.
She said, “Isn’t that a little too fast? We just got married.”
Hansen replied, “So you never intended to move in with me?”
Seeing the hint of hesitation on her face, Hansen smiled slightly, and his eyes glinted with amusement. “Or were those just impulsive words back there?”
“Of course not!” Shea retorted.
She looked at him firmly. “I meant every word I said just now. I’ll take responsibility for them!”
Hansen chuckled softly, then reached out and took her hand. “That’s all I need to hear. Come on, let’s go home.”
His car wasn’t parked far away, so they reached it quickly.
It was an unassuming vehicle, and Shea guessed that her new husband probably wasn’t particularly wealthy.
“He just handed me his card so casually. Isn’t he afraid I’ll take it and run? What an idiot,” Shea thought to herself, though an unexpected warmth rose in her chest.
They had just met, and hadn’t even registered their marriage yet, but he already trusted her this
much.
Before getting into the car, Shea hesitated and pushed the card back into his hand. “I can buy what I need myself. You should keep this.”
Over the years, Shea had saved up quite a bit. She had money from various competition prizes and her own stock trading profits, so she had enough to support herself.
There was no need to spend Hansen’s money.
“It’s a husband’s duty to provide for his wife. There’s no password, so just use it freely,” Hansen
“It’s a husband’s duty to provide for his wife. There’s no password, so just use it freely,” Hansen said evenly, making no move to take the card.
Shea felt a headache coming on. Did this man not understand subtle refusals?
The things she used were expensive, so if she really bought everything, it would cost quite a bit.
From his modest car and simple clothes, he probably didn’t earn that much. So why was he pretending to be so generous?
“But since we haven’t gotten our marriage registered, isn’t it inappropriate for me to use your money?” Shea said carefully.
Hansen simply opened the passenger door and gestured for her to get in.
Shea hesitated for a moment before sitting down.
He got in on the driver’s side and fastened his seatbelt. Then, he said calmly, “You just said you meant what you said. That means even if we haven’t registered our marriage, we’re already husband and wife. Giving you some money for the household is natural. Don’t feel guilty about it.”
Shea opened her mouth to respond, but before she could, Hansen added, “Or would you prefer that we get our marriage registered first?”
Shea’s face flushed red, but she couldn’t tell if it was out of embarrassment or irritation.
She snapped, “I would not! But if you insist, then fine.”
She quickly tucked the card away.
What an annoying man. Fine, she wouldn’t use it anyway.
When she finally accepted it, Hansen smiled faintly and started the car.
“I need to stop by the Carrington residence first,” Shea said.
He paused. “The Carrington residence?”
“All my documents and ID are there. How else can we get married? You don’t expect me to live with you illegally, do you?” she retorted.
“Alright,” Hansen replied simply this time, deciding not to tease her. Then, he started driving toward the Carrington residence.
As they got closer, Shea grew quieter, thinking about facing her parents again.
Sensing her mood, Hansen remained quiet as well. He just let her stare silently out of the window.
Before long, the car pulled up in front of the Carrington residence.
Shea came back to herself, took a deep breath, and reached for the door handle.
Hansen asked, “Do you want me to go in with you?”
She froze for a second, then looked back at him and smiled. “It’s okay. I can handle it myself.”
X CLOSE
He nodded and didn’t insist.
Once Shea got out, Hansen prepared to drive off. But before he could, Shea turned back toward
him.
Hansen raised an eyebrow questioningly.
“Drive slowly, and be careful on the road,” she said after a pause.
Since they were married now, it only felt right to show some concern, even if it was sudden.
“Alright.” Hansen smiled faintly as he drove away.
Watching the car disappear, Shea felt a strange emotion stir inside her.
Why did it almost feel like they were an old married couple?
“No, we’re technically already married, just missing the paperwork,” she muttered to herself, slapping her cheeks to snap out of it.
What was she even thinking?
Taking a deep breath, Shea walked toward the Carrington residence. The moment she opened the door, she could hear laughter before she even stepped inside.
“Lance, you’re so smart! I’ve been trying to solve that puzzle for so long!” Aria said.
“You just don’t play these kinds of games often. I’ll teach you next time,” Lance replied.
In the living room, Aria sat cozily beside Lance on the sofa. Both of them were holding a tablet and smiling at something on the screen.
Meanwhile, Suzanne sat across from them, sipping her tea with a pleased smile.
