Billionaire's Sweet Wife

Ryan Campbell 's  lips curled around my mouth as soon as he bowed his head.

The unexpected kiss made it difficult for me to breathe smoothly, and I couldn't help but open my mouth and breathe again and again. Ryan Campbell was even more rogue, greedily seizing the flavor.

He was not satisfied with the sweetness of my mouth and kissed all the way down my ears and neck, his hands probing into my sensitive zone with the kiss. Ryan Campbell went crazier, and the kiss descended like a storm. He abruptly spun around and wrapped his arms around  emyntire body, roaring and ramming straight in. The drug's influence caused me to entirely abandon my resistance and respond more eagerly to Ryan Campbell's insanity.

All night, till we were both fatigued and fell asleep.

Early in the morning,

"This is 1,000,000! !" Ryan Campbell glanced at me, reached out, and tossed me a check. The cheque landed in the air and then slowly sank into my grasp.

I looked at the check and then up at Ryan Campbell. I was suffering from a splitting headache. The previous night's events were shattered the instant I picked up my glass.

I was naked when I lifted the quilt. ? Ryan Campbell slept on me!

He then left.

When we returned with the cheque, the usurers had arrived, each holding a weapon that glowed cold in the light, and my aunt and uncle were shivering and pouring tea and water.

When the money arrived, the group of individuals walked quickly as well, and the IOUs were torn and canceled, and they didn't come back.

"Thank you so much, Iren..."

"Aunt, this money should be spent to repay your generosity in raising me, but I will be moving out soon ."

After leaving my house, I stayed in a cheap hotel, quit my job in a bar, and tried hard to make ends meet by working in a convenience store. But, for some reason, my period did not arrive this month, and I was quite weary. I was frightened of causing a delay in my work. I went to the hospital for an examination, but I had no idea I was pregnant!

So, what should I do...... I want this baby, but I'm not sure I can afford it......

I masked my fear and cowardice by gently pulling the pregnancy report from my suitcase and telling myself, "I am pregnant."

Ryan Campbell cocked his brow. This news took him by surprise. The movement in his gaze was momentary. He cast an emotionless glance at the document on the table. "Why should I think the child must be mine?"

"You can do DNA identification!" I stated confidently.

He remained silent, his eyes half-closed, and he did not look at me. "Tell me about your purpose," he requested softly.

My fist tightened under the table, I slowed my heart, and I said, "It's pretty straightforward. I want this child but cannot afford it, so I'd want to ask you for help."

"What if I don't hand up the money?"

"If you don't provide this money, the existence of my children and I must risk your future life, and you're not short of money, so you should buy peace," I answered, startled.

His eyes have a faint smile, and his mouth evokes a trace of an interesting smile as he stares at me and asks, "If I don't give it, you won't give birth to the child?"

"If you do not contribute financially, I will not only give birth to the child, but will also bring the child to identify relatives in the future. Your family will be dissatisfied when the time comes. Don't blame me !"

"If that's the case, why don't I just marry you?"

I became insane all of a sudden. I said it to force him to give money quickly, but I didn't expect him to make such a decision so quickly. I was certain he would not marry me, therefore I was confident enough to extort his money.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, wait for me downstairs with your documents."

"Wait!" I regained consciousness and pondered.

he questioned, "Don't you want me to be responsible?"

In my heart, I don't want anything to do with him; all I want is money from him.

"I can give you money and marry you tomorrow."

When I heard his decision, I cringed and changed my tone, saying, "Just give me money, I don't need you to be responsible!"

"The premise is marriage. My wife is the only one who spends my money. ."

This has taken me by surprise and shock. He is The Campbell's president. Shouldn't he just take money to send a woman away?

"... why do you have to marry?"

"You need money, and I need a wife," he added without changing his expression.

He wants such an identity around him, and he believes that such a thing should be done by a male, therefore he has been hunting r since that night, but I devoted myself.

He knows very little about me in front of him.

"... you see clearly, I am a poor character, and my personal life is still quite chaotic. .."

Ryan Campbell cut me off before I could finish,

"Is your family pressuring you to marry? Formal marriage is acceptable, but I have several requirements!"

"Who is the one giving money, and y ou still have conditions?"

"I can pledge to collaborate with you in front of your family if you offer me money, but I can't intervene in each other's private lives, and I can't touch me with any marital obligations. The connection will remain till you meet your true wife."

He lifted his brow but offered no explanation. He considered marrying  first and gradually getting to know each other.

"Ok."

"Create written evidence! Give me the money later, one million at a time!"

He merely nodded and drafted an agreement in response to my request. I thought it was as smooth as I imagined, but I ended up in someone's pit.