Chapter 330 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Deacon looked at her, now his eyes filled with her figure, he pursed his thin lips and said h oars aely:

“Oriana.”

He wanted to say so many things to her, but in the end he could only whisper her name. Oriana looked at him with a pale face,

“Did… Did you recover your memory?”

Deacon nodded,

“Yeah, I got my memory back through hypnosis.”

“So did you know that forcibly restoring your memories will most likely restore your second personality? Have you considered the consequences?”

“But I want to take back my past with you, and I want to be your loved one… your Mr. Armstead.”

Oriana’s beautiful eye sockets suddenly turned red, quickly covered with a layer of crystal fog, she straightened and left without looking back. Deacon quickly stood up and chased her. Oriana left Armstead’s house, walking down the street when Deacon chased her and grabbed her slender wrist, asking.

“Oriana, what’s wrong? Are you angry?”

Oriana was forced to stop. She turned around and looked at him with red eyes, replying.

“Just now I thought about countless bad possibilities on the way here, and now my hands are still shaking. You don’t care about your body at all. It’s your own decision, Deacon. You have to take care of your own health now. Do you know I’m afraid something will happen to you again?”

Deacon nodded,

“Yeah, I know, but Oriana, what about you? You’ve been alone waiting for me for a long, long time. If I don’t turn around, will you stand there waiting forever?”

For such a long time, Oriana had never felt offended, but at this moment, when all of Deacon’s memories came to life, the discontent in her heart overflowed. She remembered half a year ago she stood in that small mountain village, watching him being taken away by Alpha, the jeep leaving a trail on the road. The later, the more she walked on the path where he walked back and forth.

Later, when she came to Imperial, he had a beautiful woman by his side. Obviously, she took away all of his memories with her own hands, but looking at his strange eyes, her heart hurt. The pain was so bad that she almost froze.

Oriana hurriedly raised her head, trying to hold back the tears, but in vain, hot tears poured out like broken pearls, immediately filling her face with tears. Well, she really waited a long, long time. Deacon cupped her small face with both hands, his thin lips turned towards her, he began to kiss the tears on her face, saying,

“Oriana, how dare you break the bird’s egg I gave you? Why did you turn around and not look at me? At that time, I really thought that you didn’t want me anymore. Just a second before I entered Armstead’s house, I didn’t understand why my Mrs. Armstead suddenly didn’t want me. Even if I begged you not to go, you would still leave me.”

Oriana’s eyes filled with tears as she looked at him, asking.

“So you go get drunk, and then go to your father’s place to mess around?”

Deacon hugged her small face, looked at her eyes shining with tears, smiled softly and said:

“Yes, you didn’t see when I walked into the office to lie down, my dad had a blank expression on his face. On the surface, he’s a scheming old fox, but I still treat him that way!”

For the things that Deacon couldn’t know, he had to find the answers. He knew he was tricked. Everyone around him knew it all, but was just hiding everything from him so he pretended and looked at his grandmother. He knew grandma was the loophole. He arrived at Armstead’s house early in the morning, and forcibly touched the porcelain in front of Alpha. Oriana snorted, amused by him, knowing that she must be a fool by now, half crying and half laughing.

Deacon kissed her eyes, over and over again gently kissing her.

“Oriana, I’m sorry, I’m late, I’ve been missing Mrs. Armstead for so long.”

Oriana lowered her slender eyelids, then slowly reached out her small arms, wrapped around his waist, and buried her small face in his chest.

“Mr. Armstead, you found me.”

“Oriana, from now on no one can separate us. This life, the next life, the next of the next life, you are all mine.”

This man is really domineering! At this moment on the street full of people, Oriana pressed against his heart, listening to the powerful beat of his heart, her whole world silent. In fact, it’s good that her Mr. Armstead is back. Returning to The Red Villa, Oriana took a shower and stood in front of the sink to wipe her wet hair with a towel, at which point she discovered that her hair was falling out a lot. She’s only 20 years old, her hair can’t fall out, it looks like she’s aged before her time. Oriana stared blankly for a moment, then she heard a car coming from outside, Deacon must have come back. Oriana came into the room. She stood on the balcony. A cold wind blew in from outside, she stretched. out her slender white hands, cold raindrops fell on her hands. It was raining outside. Oriana lowered her fan like eyelids and looked downstairs. There was a tall and handsome figure standing on the grass downstairs. Deacon arrived. Outside in the rain, Peterson was holding a black umbrella over the man’s head, drops of water falling from the edge of the umbrella onto the grass, soaking the man’s pants. At this moment, the man suddenly raised his eyes and looked upstairs. Oriana immediately met the man’s deep narrow eyes. They were clear and calm, exuding a sense of strength and tranquility. Oriana’s heart rate sped up in an instant, and she knew that the real and complete Deacon was back. He looked into her eyes defenselessly and forcefully.

Oriana stayed in the room for a while, and just then she heard Betty’s voice from downstairs,

“Young master, you are back. Would you like something hot?”

“No.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a series of footsteps outside the door, then the door to her roon was knocked. Someone knocked outside.

Oriana went to open the door, and outside the door was Deacon. When Deacon turned, he went straight to her room. Deacon looked at her in the room. She had just finished taking a bath, her smooth hair fell down, highlighting her white skin, attractive five senses, vivacious and fragrant. Deacon’s gaze darkened as he stared at her red lips. He stared at her with hot eyes, not saying a word. On Oriana’s young white skin appeared a layer of pink rose. He seemed to be using his gaze to tease her. Before, Deacon was very lustful, but now he’s a bit more lustful. Oriana turned away. At this point, Deacon’s eyes darkened. He lowered his head, thin flexible lips fell on the corner of her red lips,

“Oriana, I want to sleep with you tonight, can I?”

Oriana doesn’t know how much time she has left, how long she can be with him. She just knows every minute and every second is precious, and can’t be wasted. Oriana blushed and nodded quickly,

“Yes.”

Deacon’ tall and handsome body slipped through the gap in the door, then he closed the door with his hand, kissing her small, young face,

“I’ll take a shower first.”

He stepped into the bathroom, right after that the sound of water gurgling was heard. Oriana poured herself a glass of water, and she felt her heart beat wildly, almost to her throat. Actually, she had done those intimate and shy things with him, but such a formal date was still the first time. She was very nervous. At this time, with a

“click”

sound, the bathroom door opened, inside the refreshing scent of the bathtub along with that handsome and straight figure entered her line of sight. Deacon took a shower as quickly as possible. Oriana didn’t turn her head, but she looked up at the polished glass window in front of her and saw him in the window. Deacon, who had finished showering, wore a black shirt, all buttons unbuttoned, revealing his solid and noble body, underneath a pair of black trousers… Oriana’s slender eyelids quivered, and now he had walked over, reached for the glass of water from her hand, and set it on the table. His large hand landed on her slim waist, and he lowered his head and began to kiss her long hair. Oriana used her white teeth to bite her red lips, asking,

“Why did you take a shower so fast? Are you clean?”

“Yes, if you don’t believe me, let’s see.”

Deacon reached out, lifted her across, and laid her on the large soft bed. Oriana moved a little, and at this moment her vision darkened, and he raised his hand, slipped his fingers into hers, and interlaced them. He raised his handsome eyebrows, didn’t rush to kiss her, his voice low and h oar se, every minute seductive,

“Oriana, let’s remarry.”

He said, Oriana, let’s remarry.

Oriana hasn’t thought about remarrying yet, and with her current body, she fears she won’t be able to remarry. Deacon’ thin, flexible lips moved slowly to her snow-white earlobes, h oar sely said:

“Oriana, why don’t you say? Don’t you want to be my Mrs. Armstead?”

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