Chapter 446 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Liam raised his head and asked. Being noticed, Oriana averted her gaze apologetically,

“Yeah, a little.”

Seeing her act like a thief, Deacon curved his thin lips. The most embarrassing was Clara. She wanted to feed Deacon steak, but Deacon didn’t answer her at all, now Clara’s hand ached. Clara was the most beautiful princess in Greenland, pursued by many men, but she fell in love with Deacon at first sight. But he rejected her again and again, which really let her down.

But the more Deacon rejected her, the more she wanted this man.

“President Armstead,”

Clara pouted her red lips and coyly said,

“Open your mouth. I want to feed you a steak.”

Deacon looked at Clara. At this point, Oriana used her small foot which was locked between his legs to kick hard, hitting his vital parts.

“Ouch,”

Deacon snorted. This time, he was kicked painfully by her. She is so cruel. After three years, she has become so hot-tempered.

“Mr. Armstead, are you okay?”

“President Armstead, what’s wrong with you?”

Both Liam and Clara looked at Deacon nervously. Deacon pursed his thin lips, endured the pain of being kicked by her, and calmly said,

“I’m okay.”

At this time, Oriana strongly retracted her small leg and stood up,

“I’ve finished eating. Take your time.”

Oriana turned and left. Deacon watched Oriana’s beautiful figure leave. She was wearing high heels. When she walked, her waist was as soft as a water snake, and her beautiful butt was also swaying, revealing an indescribably soft and seductive style. He had to put her to bed tonight! In the afternoon, Oriana and Liam started taking wedding photos. Oriana wore a black two-piece dress for a walk on the beach. Right now the sun is setting, the light golden sunset is shining on the sparkling sea, extremely beautiful. The photographer was holding a camera, saying:

“Miss Hendrix, look here.”

Deacon stood not far away, his hands in his pockets, the refreshing sea breeze blowing his black shirt, his tall handsome figure becoming a canvas. Deacon’ gaze fell on Oriana. She was wearing no shoes, stepping barefoot into the shallow water, against the wind. Her long, pure black hair was tangled around her beautiful little face. She rolled her eyes and smiled, and the photographer hurriedly pressed the button to take a picture. Oriana is naturally beautiful and has a knack for photography and fashion. Her natural smile is the work that pleases these top photographers. Deacon was looking at her, and another person was looking at her, too, who was Mr. Mahone from the resort. Mr. Mahone first saw Oriana and was shocked. Now seeing Oriana taking pictures, his eyeballs can’t seem to move. Clara next to him quickly took out her cell phone, and with a

“click”, she took a picture of Mr. Mahone peeked at Oriana, and was captivated by her. Clara pouted, thinking,

“If I remember correctly, Mr. Mahone has a tigress in his house. I don’t know who this tigress will bite if she catches them.”

Today went by smoothly, she must have something exciting. Clara quickly sent this picture, and she just sat and waited to see a good show. The photographer took a single shot of Oriana and said,

“Miss Hendrix, Mr. Theodore, come out. Let’s take a couple photo.”

At this point Liam came out, saying,

“I’m here.”

“Mr. Theodore, you can put an arm around Miss Hendrix’s waist, then gently kiss her on the cheek.”

The photographer said. At the photographer’s request, Liam wrapped his arm around Oriana’s slim waist and moved his handsome face toward Oriana’s petite face. But Liam didn’t really kiss either. He curled his thin lips,

“Princess of Visionary, why do I feel cold behind? Is Mr. Armstead staring at me?”

Oriana lifted her head, her clear eyes darting behind Liam’s straight shoulder, and directly facing Deacon’s narrowed, quiet eyes.

Deacon was looking at her, then at Liam. His sharp hawk-like eyes glanced vaguely at Liam’s large hand that was wrapped around her slim waist as if he were about to puncture Liam’s hand. When Deacon saw Liam about to kiss her, his heroic brows furrowed, and his whole body was so dark that it could drop water. No wonder Liam said his spine was cold, now Deacon wants him to disappear from this world. Oriana quickly looked away, and she whispered,

“Don’t worry about him.”

At this point, Clara came to Deacon’s side. She said innocently:

“Mr. Armstead, Liam and Oriana are really affectionate, aren’t they?”

Affectionate? Deacon snorted coldly, his narrow eyes were covered with a layer of gloom and cruelty. He turned to leave, not looking at Clara.

“President Armstead, where are you going?”

Clara asked. Deacon didn’t turn around. He went to a remote place, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number… Oriana and Liam had their poses ready, and the photographers were ready to start shooting. At this time, Mr. Mahone rushed over and wiped a cold sweat, saying,

“I’m sorry, King of Gold City, Princess of Visionary. I just received a call from my Big Boss. My Big Boss has ordered that you are not allowed to take pictures in this area!”

That mysterious and secretive Big Boss called just to prevent them from taking pictures here? Why? Mr. Mahone was very embarrassed. He really didn’t dare offend either side. He apologized and smiled,

“King of Gold City, Princess of Visionary, this is really…”

Liam let go of Oriana. She straightened up and said,

“King of Gold City, forget about today. Don’t make things difficult for him.”

Liam nodded,

“Okay, although we can’t take pictures in this place, the scenery here is so good. It is said that the sea of clouds is the most beautiful in the morning, so we can stay for one night.”

Seeing the beauty of this place, Oriana didn’t intend to leave tonight, either. She rarely goes out for a break, so she said,

“Okay.”

Oriana returned to her room,

“ding”, the text message on her cell phone rang, She clicked to open it. Deacon texted her,

“Come to my room.”

Oriana shivered. Last time outside the palace, he wanted to take her home for the night. This time in the sea of clouds, he wants her to come to his room, is there anything else on his mind? Oriana didn’t answer because she didn’t want to go! In the other room, Deacon didn’t wait for her to answer. She saw the message, but she played dead, and the meaning of the rejection was clear. Deacon twisted his thin lips in a slight are, and then he sent a text to Nathan,

“Hurry to the sea of clouds in half an hour.”

Two minutes later, the phone went silent, and Lil’ Nathan didn’t even answer him!

“…”

Deacon wondered if Nathan had a cold personality like him, or if his non-answering personality was from his mother. Deacon sent another text,

“Your mom is in the sea of clouds.”

In the next second, there was a

“ding”, and Lil’ Nathan’s answer came immediately.

Deacon:

“…”

In the presidential suite, Oriana comfortably bathed in rose shower gel, but when she came out, sho accidentally bumped her forehend against the frosted glass door, causing it to bleed. She wore pajamas, stood in front of the dressing table with her bare feet as white as snow, and stretched out her slender hands to treat the wound on her forehead. The wound on her forehead was a bit deep. Even after simple treatment, it still hurts. There was a medicine box in the room. Oriana took it out, intending to process it again. At this time, there was a

“ding”, the doorbell rang Someone was knocking on the door. Who was that? Oriana stepped forward and opened the door.

“Miss Fairy~”

Lil’ Nathan ran over and hugged Oriana’s calf.

“Nathan, why are you here?”

Oriana asked. She didn’t expect that Lil’ Nathan would come to Greenland. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly reached out and touched his forehead.

“Miss Fairy, I came here with my dad. Are you surprised?”

Lil’ Nathan laughed. At this moment, there was a steady sound of footsteps, and Oriana looked up to see Deacon walking slowly. He changed his clothes, wearing a handmade white shirt, below were black trousers, the classic male idol style. The bangs on his forehead were pulled up, revealing his handsome facial features. He stepped out from the red carpet, majestic as an emperor. He came too, huh? The man who texted her to come to his room just now appeared in front of her. Deacon walked over, his narrow, deep eyes darting to her small face, then to her forehead. His handsome eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice:

“Why are you injured?”

Oriana had just finished taking a shower, her long, wet hair fell over her shoulders, her hand-sized face was even more picturesque, and her skin was like peeled egg whites, white and soft as pearls without blemish. But there was a blood stain on her beautiful forehead, which was very dazzling.

He saw the wound on her forehead at a glance. Oriana instinctively reached out her small hand to cover the wound on her forehead, saying,

“It’s okay.”

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