Marriage Trap: My Penniless Groom Is A Tech King?!

house thirty minutes bef

h her hair carefully tied back and not a trace of cosm

entally reviewing the contract sh

, followed by a peaceful separat

each other. Neither party would have any obligat

the arrival of a modest black car. It

, her gaze immediately fell upon

t, she forgot

the car and approached her, his figur

His eyebrows were well-defined, his nose perfectly sculpted, a

ly in a black sweatsh

e elevated the inexpensive ensemble to

t this refined, impeccably handsome man, Julian Shaw, wa

ching her. His deep voice possessed a peculiar charm th

Kaylee steered the conversation toward business. "Mr. Shaw, you've alread

lian interjected. His towering fig

"For starters, a marriage without intimacy isn't something I'll agree to. Also, throughout tho

She retreated instinctively, putting some distan

ed unfathomably dark. "Ms. Marsh, since you want to use me to

pulse s

ore she could think better o

ficult." Julian's voice grew lower as he looked

mands before answering, "I can't promise to accept y

sely, a trace of amuse

rush," he

ent hunter, coaxing h

cruelty and the shame he had forced upon her surfaced in he

on appeared in Julian's eyes bef

, staring at the official marriage document clasped betwe

eally mar

e wife of a man s

red to leave, Kaylee's pho

e appeared o

riefly, then an

? I'll come over, and we can fin

arrogance, the tone of someone who had always

ide her, then answered without the slightest hint

me a break, Kaylee. You refused to sleep with me throughout our entire three-year relationship, and now, you ex

broad hand reached over and t

is ear. His expression remained unre

ng no interest in hearing wha

fixed on the man looking so protective of her. A

ht finally be able to lower her guard around someone. Jul

e she turned away. He watched her retreating figure, the coldness in h

een seve

en years to bring he

ake certain she never