Chapter 321 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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On the lawn, there were two large Christmas trees.

On the tree hung twi nkling lights. A slender figure came into view, it was Oriana. Oriana tonight wears a long white dress and a short dark red cardigan with classic lantern sleeves, her jet-black hair flowing like silk over her shiny shoulders. From a distance, she was more beautiful than the pure roses he loved.. There were many fireworks on the lawn, Oriana held one in each hand and directly pulled the old lady and Betty out of the villa. She began to distribute fireworks, saying,

“Grandma, Betty, it will be boring if you stay in there forever. Let’s go out and have a look. Tonight is Christmas, let’s set off fireworks together.”

With that, Oriana lit the lighter and lit the fireworks in the hands of the old lady and Betty. The old lady comes from a famous family, Betty is a maidservant, and both of them have never played with fireworks before. When the fireworks were lit, the old lady and Betty were shocked and wanted to throw the fireworks away.

Their hands were like holding a hot potato, looking quite funny and cute. Oriana covered her mouth and giggled. Deacon didn’t move, just stood there watching the scene in front of him. The people he loved the most in his life were there. There was a feeling that instantly filled his entire chest, his heart began to soften, indescribably soft.

He looked at Oriana’s slim and beautiful figure. In the sound of fireworks, her delicate, picturesque face was lit up, becoming extraordinarily vivid. She was smiling, laughing casually and cheerfully, reaching his ears like silver hells. It made his heart beat, and it made Jilm itch.

Deacon suddenly thought G od was kind to him anyway because after going around, G od still sent Oriana to his side. This little swaddling girl, the little bride his mother had betrothed to him, came to him twenty years later, becoming his wife in the name of marriage.

She belongs to him.

She belongs to him completely. She is his. After a brief moment of confusion, the old woman and Betty found joy in playing with fireworks, too. They also set off two fireworks for Oriana, and they played together there. Oriana feels very happy today. She raised her hand to dance with the fireworks.

At this time, in the splendid fireworks display, her narrowed eyes suddenly met a pair of deep eyes. She saw Deacon. He was standing in front of her, staring at her with black, burning eyes.

Deacon was back! Oriana blinked her slender eyelashes, she didn’t know when he’d come back, or why he was looking at her like that. His gaze seemed…as if he were coveting her! At this time, Mrs. Samantha and Betty both saw Deacon, asking,

“Deacon, you’re back?”

“Yep.”

Deacon nodded. He didn’t move, his gaze still on Oriana’s pretty little face, then stretched out a slender finger, beckoning her,

“Come here.”

What? Oriana felt his gesture was very disrespectful. He looked like he was calling a puppy! Oriana glared at him, then walked over to him,

“What do you want?”

Deacon handed her the car keys,

“I bought this and kept it in the trunk. Go take it out for me and bring it upstairs.”

Oriana looked at her hands,

“… Where’re your own hands?”

Saying this, Deacon hastily reached out his left hand to support his right arm,

“You know my arm is useless and can’t lift heavy objects. All this is to save you, you know?”

Oriana thought of his right arm. She hastily frowned, showing a serious and painful expression,

“You haven’t recovered yet? Tonight I’ll check for you. Hurry up and rest. I’ll help you bring your things. Deacon looked at her, seeing that she had believed it to be true.

He pursed his thin lips.

This girl is so easy to fool. Oriana opened the trunk and was about to move, but she was startled for a second, and her bright pupils suddenly constricted. Nothing to move in the trunk. It was filled with ribbons, balloons, and a bouquet of roses. Fragile, seductive roses were clustered, on which hang sparkling crystal lights that made many girls’ hearts burst. Oriana didn’t expect to see this, she was stunned for a moment.

At this time, a man’s deep, magnetic laughter was heard in her ears,

“Why stunned? Do you like it?”

Oriana turned her head to look at his handsome face, asking,

“Why are you giving me… roses?”

Deacon took out the bouquet of roses inside and placed it in her lap:

“Why do men give roses to women? Think for yourself.”

There were probably hundreds of roses here, and Oriana’s small face was blocked by so many. He let her think for herself. On Oriana’s beautiful face, two blushes appeared. Men giving roses to women is… flirting. Betty had prepared a sumptuous dinner. After everyone finished their dinner, Deacon went to his.

office to review urgent documents.

When he came out of the office, standing upstairs, he saw Oriana downstairs.

The girl was sitting on the soft wool carpet. She sat on her side, her beautiful white legs folded together, smiling slightly. scissors in her hand, she was pruning roses to put in the vase. She took care of the roses he gave her very carefully. Grandma sitting next to her, not knowing what she said made her laugh.

Betty was cleaning dishes in the restaurant with a smile on her face. Deacon suddenly understood why they were all ill when they returned to Imperial, especially his grandmother. Because they had lost this girl once. Deacon took out his cell phone, stood upstairs, and texted her. With a

“ding”

sound, Oriana quickly received a message. She turned on her phone and saw a text Deacon had sent her, saying,

“When you’re done, go to my room.”

Oriana’s face turned red. She didn’t expect Deacon to send her such an embarrassing message. What did he mean? What did he want her to do in his room? He has no shame, but she does. Because she was with their grandma, Oriana’s eyes quickly turned mischievous, like a child who had done something wrong.

Deacon was still looking at her. Seeing her panic and hide her cell phone, his thin lips curled up funny. He did nothing, but he suspected that she deliberately seduced him. Unfortunately, he didn’t have any proof. Deacon sent another text,

“I’ll be waiting for you in my room.”

Oriana downstairs suddenly received this message, and the red spots on her face quickly spread to her snow-white earlobes, and her whole body was hot. Deacon was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to bear it if he continued to look at her. The way she reacted like a deer made his heart itch, now he really wants to bully her….

Deacon returned to his room.

Oriana was downstairs all the time, so she didn’t come to see Deacon.

It’s not that she thinks bad things, but… he’s not a nice person at all! She didn’t want to go to him! At this point, Betty packed up the kitchen stuff, went up to Deacon’s bedroom, and hung the well-ironed shirts and trousers in the closet. There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, Deacon was bathing in it. Just then, Deacon’ deep, masculine voice rang out:

“Oriana, come in.”

Deacon called Oriana’s name and told her to go to the bathroom. Betty came over, her old face quickly turned red, and said:

“Young master, it’s me. Do you want to call Oriana?”

He was silent for a few seconds, then said:

“Quickly call her up!”

He used the word

“quickly”. It was clear that he was waiting impatiently. Betty stepped out quickly. Oriana was still arranging flowers. Betty went down and said,

“Oriana, the young master told you to come up. Oriana’s long, slender eyelashes trembled, and her small head exploded with a

“boom”. He really… let Betty call her up!

At this time, the old lady’s eyes lit up. She quickly took the scissors from Oriana’s hand, and solemnly said:

“Oriana, Deacon called you. Maybe it’s urgent. Hurry up and RO.”

Oriana was anxious to find a hole in the ground to hide in. Grandma and Betty weren’t human. They had already thought about it. What would they think of her in the future? How would she face them? Oriana hurried to her feet, covered her hot face, and ran upstairs. She wanted to properly ask Deacon what he ultimately wanted to do. Oriana angrily burst into Deacon’ bedroom and looked around but couldn’t find him. What about other places?

“Deacon!”

She called, but there was no answer. Oriana went to the bathroom door, reached out her small hand, and opened the door. A second later, a large hand reached out from within, grabbed her slender wrist, and pulled her inside.

“Ah!”

cried Oriana, as her slender and beautiful back pressed against the door panel. Deacon pushed her against the panel and held her in his lap.

Oriana looked up at the man in front of her. Deacon has just finished taking a shower, wearing dark blue silk pajamas. Now his short hair is soaking wet, without a towel, and dripping with water. The man covered by the refreshing mist of water had disappeared from his usual indifference and became more youthful and handsome which made one blush. Oriana, who was already filled with anger, was suppressed by his harmless handsome face, her voice unconsciously becoming soft,

“Deacon, what’s wrong with you? Why did you ask Betty to call me up? Now that Grandma and Betty know, it’s okay if I’m away often, but how will I see them later?”

Deacon stared at her pretty little face, and replied,

“Why are you so fierce? Why didn’t you go up when I told you? Besides, Grandma and Betty are both experienced people, what we will do is normal.”

Shameless man! Oriana clenched her small fist and punched him hard on the shoulder. A gasp sounded. Deacon saw that she was angry, her skin was thin and she was very shy. So he pretended to groan in pain and pressed on his injured right arm again. As expected, Oriana was immediately deceived. She forgot that she was still angry, hurriedly looked at his right arm, and asked,

“What’s wrong with you? Are you okay? I just hit very lightly…”

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