Chapter 136 The lady of the house

"For me?

Bane looked uncomfortable. "You didn't get over your cold very long, and you didn't eat much dinner. You should be hungry now.

Bert dropped what he was doing and looked at the bowl of noodles held by Bane. He was suddenly hungry from his lack of appetite.

Bane put the noodles down and started to leave directly, but Bert stopped her.

"Take these over, and if there is nothing wrong with them, sign them."

The papers on the table were moved to Bane's face by Bert for Bane to look at.

Bane looked puzzled. Then he stood over, looked at it, and was momentarily stunned.

These are all proof of transfer of property.

This stack is very thick, what cars, houses and shops.

"Sign your name and these will be yours."

Bane froze, motionless.

"Don't that is your business, I give you is my business, anyway and I marry, will not be wronged."

Bert took out his pen and held it out to Bane.

"You..."

"I'll give it to you later, and I'll give it to you gradually. This part is what I can transfer now. Is there anything else you want?"

"I don't want anything," Bane said.

"These are my offers, and you must accept them. I had better not hear the refusals. What you do with them, if you refuse them, is your business, not mine."

Such bossy words.

It made Bane's eyes glow a little.

Without another word, she picked up her pen and signed directly.

Bert croaked his mouth. "You've taken what I've given you," he said. "Now you --"

His voice is low, especially good to hear, tone inexplicable some hook people.

"Bane Reed, come here."

Bane walked over to him as if he were in control.

It was not until Bert had put Bane on his lap that Bane realized that he and Bert were in too close a position and was about to get up.

But Bert held her so tightly that she could not move at all.

"Trying to break away from me? It will be too late."

Bert's deep, smiling voice sounded in Bane's ear, and he looked pleased.

A blush quickly crept up Bane's cheek, ashamed and annoyed. "Let go of your hand."

"Tomorrow, we will be married. Why do you refuse me?"

Bane froze at Bert's words, thought for a moment, felt that he had a little melodramatic in him, and did not struggle, and sat down on his lap, wondering if it would hurt Bert's legs.

Bert took Bane in his arms and did nothing else but hold her, burying his head in Bane's neck and smelling Bane's hair.

This atmosphere, suddenly become very warm.

Bert felt relieved for a moment, and suddenly he thought it would be nice to be married to Bane, or at least he enjoyed the warmth for a moment.

Possibly due to the atmosphere, Bane was beginning to relax as she wondered if she and Bert were really going to get married. Are you really going to marry this superior man?

"Thinking of what?"

The tone was softer than ever.

Bane smiled and said, "Thinking about you."

Bert opened his eyes and looked at Bane. They looked like an abyss, but you did not look into them with any illusion.

It's like they can only see you.

"Missing me?

"Well, do you think you'll regret it?"

"You think too much, and I won't regret it."

"Uh-huh."

I hope so.

This time, she wanted to gamble.

She hoped this man would give her a home.

Perhaps the beginning is not right, but she is willing to believe in the future.

Be willing to trust him once.

"It seems that I have failed a little to make you doubt me."

The next second Bane was in Bert's arms.

He took Bane in his arms and left the study. "I'll impress you," he said softly in a husky voice.

"Wait a minute! You eat the noodles first!"

"I have now more importantly, this, eat later!"

With that he carried Bane into the bedroom, threw Bane on the bed, and pressed him on it.

Their bodies are so close together, the smell of each other is all around them.

Bane dropped his eyes to avoid Bert's, but Bert pressed her chin and made her look him in the eye.

Bert's eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn her.

"All so many times, how also shy become so?"

"I..."

Bert chuckled, bent his head, and kissed Bane on the lips.

This kiss, incomparably long.

This one night, also incomparable enthusiasm.

It was near daybreak when Bane fell slowly asleep, and when she fell asleep, something was placed on her finger.

By the time she woke up, it was ten in the morning.

For a long while she remembered in a daze that she had to go to work.

In an instant Bebein woke up and wanted to get out of bed.

What a beast!

She blushed and hid her face with a pillow.

It was half an hour before she could get out of bed. Then she saw a piece of paper on the table. She took it and looked at it.

"The company has already asked for leave for you. At three o 'clock in the afternoon, come to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Bane held the note in his hand and the smile on his face widened until he just laughed.

She wore a ring on her finger, too.

Bert said he had put it on her while she was asleep.

Bane touched the ring and began to smirk again. Even if there was no courtship, only Bert's exclusive bullying, Bane was very happy, uncontrollably happy.

She put her hand to her chest and felt it heaving and beating fast.

She seems to have taken a liking to Bert.

That man is overbearing, but gentle.

And she is going to marry that man.

Bane smiled even wider at the thought.

She folded the note and put it in a drawer. Then she went downstairs, and when Myron saw her, he said, "Mrs. Ron, the cook has made breakfast, and the chauffeur has taken the young gentleman and young lady off to kindergarten."

It took Bane a few moments before he noticed how Myron was addressing him and his cheeks flushed again.

"Myron, you, you..."

"Mister told me when he left today that you will be mistress of the house," he said, smiling.

From Miss at the beginning to Mrs At the end, not only has the title changed, but the future has also changed.

However, Bain never thought about it. How could happiness come so easily?