Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Two days later, Monday.

The sky was extraordinarily blue and the sun was bright as a jewel, hanging in mid-air.

The venue of the award ceremony was still Canal Square.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Under the old city walls made of green bricks and stone tiles, the crystal clean river flew along quietly, and the golden sunlight spilled all over the shimmering surface.

As far as their eye could see, the stage was decorated in red, and the long red carpet stretched for dozens of meters.

A grand ceremony, a grand scene, a warm atmosphere, a crowd of people, and a lively event.

Aaron drove the R&S Group’s usual hospitality limousine, the same kind used by celebrities. He picked up Joyce from the Warner family and drove to the Canal Square for Khebury Shining Star Awards.

Joyce’s pneumonia was also finally gone.

Over the weekend she spent two days at the Warner family going through all the news she hadn’t previously viewed.

It turned out that she was a latecomer to the event, which began last month. The public had been voting for more than a month, and she was nominated only in the last week, while the votes she got quickly soared to the first place and finally she won the title.

Joyce didn’t think that jumping into the canal to save someone’s life would earn her such an honor.

Soon, the car arrived.

“So many people, Aaron, let’s wait a bit before we get off.” Joyce’s head got big at the sight of so many people.

She plainly disliked such pompous activities.

“Khebury is hosting such an event for the first time and the government is taking it seriously. Young lady, you will be the representative of Khebury from now on. Last week you didn’t go to the group, the group has long been talking madly in private, and everyone admires you.” Aaron said from the bottom of his heart, and he also admired Joyce, a strange woman with courage and strategy, rare to see.

“Uh, you can call me Joyce from now on, don’t call me like that.” Joyce awkwardly reminded Aaron, “After the award ceremony, Luther and I are going to file for divorce, so he should remember to bring his ID this time? How about you remind him now?”

“Ahem. Okay.” Aaron loosened his tie to hide his embarrassment. He looked puzzled, no wonder Luther took the ID card from him in the morning, so it was to get a divorce. So Luther clearly remembered that the document was in his possession, but last time at the civil affairs office, Luther just deliberately said that he didn’t bring it?

He really could not understand Luther’s intention. Such a beautiful woman was in front of his eyes, but he fail to cherish her.

Of course, it’s not something he could ask too much about.

He glanced at Joyce in the rear-view mirror and saw her calm face.

Joyce seemed to remember something, and she leaned forward and patted Aaron’s shoulder on the front seat, “Aaron, thank you for the dress you picked out for me, it fitted me very well I didn’t expect you to have such a good taste.”

Aaron froze as he turned around, not responding, “What, the clothes I picked out?”

Joyce pointed to her body, her beautiful eyes were amazed, “Didn’t you pick it out? The clothes, shoes, and handbag?”

“I …” Aaron completely froze. It took a while before he understood what happened. Luther personally selected these for Joyce but he must have been too shy to admit it.

He helplessly prevaricated, “I, I bought it just randomly.”

Joyce looked at him suspiciously. Obviously, Aaron was lying, and even his ears were red.

She was so smart and instantly understood everything.

She just could not figure out why Luther would do that.

Moreover, Luther seemed to know her preferences, as well as her sizes…