Chapter 1210 Love Each Other After We Get Married
Chapter 1210 Love Each Other After We Get Married
Ezra and Maisie drove their car home. Both sides needed time to digest the sudden news.
Only Benedict calmly accepted the outcome because he clearly knew what he wanted.
Bella stopped Benedict and said to her parents, "We go out for a talk."
She decided to ask him in the small park why he said those words full of love.
She felt guilty because she got married to him not for loving him. If he had been loving her, she would
be in a dilemma and they could not stay away from each other's life as they had planned.
But as soon as she pulled him to a kiosk in the square, he suddenly pinned her to a post behind her
and kissed her passionately.
She paused and then struggled out of his embrace when he sucked her tongue, but she failed to break
free since he was much stronger than her.
Instead, he hugged her more tightly and kept kissing her passionately.
When being loosened, she buried her face in his chest with mixed feelings.
She blushed but felt she deserved it.
But she didn't know that her move actually aroused him. Thus, he lifted her head and bent to kiss her
again.
Bella was irritated and pushed him away with a blushed face. "Benedict, what are you doing?"
He felt nothing wrong with it and raised his hand to touch her lips meaningfully. "I kiss my future wife.
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She snorted. "Who is your wife?"
He beamed. "Our parents have approved of our marriage. Do you want to back out?"
Vexed, she glared at him. "What do you mean? The show should end now."
"Do you think it is just a show?" He turned solemn.
"Or what? We made this plan."
She added, "You are a super actor."
Benedict lost his words and wondered why she sensed no signs of his feelings for her.
He stepped forward to gently tap her forehead and then said helplessly, "Usually you are very clever.
Why are you so stupid now?"
"Stupid?" She covered her forehead and asked confusedly.
He gazed at her, his eyes brimming with love and tenderness.
She paused and stepped back in disbelief. "You, really love me as you said?"
"Yes, why not?" Benedict admitted.
Lost in her thoughts, Bella was curious about the reason. They seldom contacted each other, didn't
they?
Soon, she realized the marriage was what he wanted.
"I really like you, and I really want to marry you. That's why I get so upset when you say it's a nominal
marriage."
He gently put his arm around her shoulder and said this affectionately.
She collected herself and looked away. "It's unfair. You know I..."
She stopped for fear that her words hurt him.
He lifted her chin and said confidently, "There are many ways to love, aren't there? We can get married
first. I believe that one day you will love me."
Bella came back home with mixed feelings as things went against her wish and she could not face him
naturally from now on.
She sighed, 'Why did everything turn out against my wish? I just want a marriage of convenience, but it
actually makes him get what he wants!'
Jean got along well with her daughter like they were close friends, probably because Jean was a senior
psychiatrist.
After Bella came back home, Jean entered Bella's bedroom to have a talk with Bella and the latter told
Jean the whole thing.
Jean was calm and only turned surprised when Bella said she offered to get married.
Bella sighed, "What should I do, mom?"
Jean smiled. "You were okay with being married to him when he didn't have feelings for you, and now
that he loves you, why shouldn't you? He loves you."
Bella was upset. "But I don't like him. It's unfair for him."
She rubbed her daughter's soft hair and said, "You don't love him? Of all the men, you chose him. If
you don't love him, why do you care if the marriage is fair to him?"
Bella paused and murmured, "You mean I like him?"
Jean nodded speechlessly and had to admit that her daughter was not good at this kind of thing.
Bella covered her face and believed her mother's judgment since her mother was a senior psychiatrist
who was good at analyzing others' emotions.