The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon

Noreen Wheeler stared at the ceiling as she lay on the bed, her sweat seeping through the mattress.

From time to time, she would steal a glimpse of the handsome man beside her.

All she could think about was how she let a strange man take her virginity.

Well, that wasn't completely accurate. He wasn't exactly a strange man. After all, they had gotten their marriage certificate not long ago.

Legally, he was her husband.

His name was Henrik Sanchez, and he was a car mechanic.

Getting married to him out of impulse was one of the two most outrageous things she had done in her pathetic life.

The other one was running away from the wedding.

For their family's interests, her foster parents asked her to replace their biological daughter, Melany Wheeler, and marry the disfigured, abnormal, and disabled man of the Sanchez family.

Of course, she didn't want to marry him. She ran away, and in the process, she was saved by Henrik. She was in dire need to escape from that wedding and avoid marrying that man at all costs. Feeling that Henrik was a good man, she asked him if he was willing to marry her. It was such a preposterous proposal that she didn't expect him to agree. But he did.

In the morning, she ran away from the wedding. In the afternoon, she was already married with Henrik and had sex with him at the same night. To say it was an eventful day was a complete understatement.

"Let me carry you to take a shower," Henrik offered as he sat up. His voice was hoarse and magnetic.

As he did, the blanket slipped from his body, revealing his muscular torso and tight abdominal muscles. Noreen took a furtive glance at his body before quickly looking away.

Flashes of their sexual encounter flooded her mind at this moment. The thought of it made her cheeks burn and her mouth dry. Feeling a bit embarrassed, she clutched the blanket and covered her body with it. Then, she stood up and said, "No. I'll go by myself."

With the blanket acting like a makeshift gown, she ran straight to the bathroom.

As Henrik watched her disappear into the bathroom, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

In the bathroom, Noreen stared at the mirror, reflecting the numerous hickeys littered across her body. She couldn't get the images of what had just happened off her head.

For some reason, she wasn't acting as she would normally do. Was it because of the alcohol? Or was it because she just wanted to vent her anger?

She turned on the shower head and let the water run through her body. As the sound of trickling water calmed her down, her mind began to wander. It was fortunate that she had foresight. After Melany was taken back, Noreen bought herself a small apartment. If she hadn't done this, she wouldn't even have a place to live now.

Once she was done taking a shower, she walked out of the bathroom with only a bathrobe covering her body. Her face was still red, and her eyes were downcast as though she couldn't bear to make eye contact with anyone.

When Henrik saw her like this, he sneered inwardly.

When they were having sex, she was as wild as an animal. But now, she was pretending to be pure.

"I'm done. You can go and take a shower," Noreen said with a cough as she sat on the bed.

As soon as she did, she felt a sharp pain between her legs that made her wince.

It hurt!