Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher)

Chapter 106

"You're wrong about that. If it weren't for Professor Dickson arguing with those people and building relationships, where would the funding for our laboratory come from?"

Reese smiled and ruffled Marion's head, then said to Gregory, "We have a socialite here. Angeline, just go have fun at this conference and leave everything to Gregory!"

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of Angie!" Gregory assured.

At 7:30 pm, it started drizzling in Cloudsville.

Wrapped in a woolen coat, Angeline stood on the steps in front of the laboratory building, looking up at the rain.

She was about to jog back to the dormitory to get an umbrella when a black sedan stopped in front of the building.

Sean, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car with an umbrella and walked up the stairs.

"Let's go," he said.

Even standing a step below her with the umbrella in his hand, Sean, with his height of about six feet two inches, was still taller than her.

She adjusted the bag on her shoulder and looked down at the steps, saying, "Thank you!"

"Be careful," he alerted before naturally putting his arm around her shoulder and sheltering her under the umbrella as they descended the steps.

Angeline glanced uneasily at the arm around her, noticing the strong hand wearing a brown leather wristwatch. It was different from Ned's youthful, pure, and delicate temperament. Sean was masculine and strong.

The familiar yet foreign male scent enveloped her, and she instinctively tightened her grip on her bag until they got into the car. Only then did her pounding heart settle down.

"Have some," Sean said as he opened a thermos and handed it to her. "It's just the right temperature."

She took a sip and found the chamomile tea inside very refreshing.

"Thank you," she uttered.

The housekeeper had just left when the two returned to the apartment together, and the food on the table was still hot.

Sean took off his coat, his thin face devoid of expression, and said, "Let's discuss after dinner."

She nodded in agreement.

After dinner, he poured a glass of warm water for her and sat down on the single couch beside her.

He said, "I've gotten Professor Dickson's schedule and the list of participants of the conference that you're attending. He and Professor Sharpe from Grand Ckrodtria State University are researching the same topic.

"Last year, they expressed interest in collaborating. So, after the conference, both sides will be sending their students to each other's laboratories for at least two years.

"You have a natural advantage since you speak Ravorian. When the time's up, you can deliver the baby in Ravoria."

He then handed his tablet to Angeline and continued, "These houses are the closest to Grand Ckrodtria State University. You can choose the one you like."

While Angeline was looking at the houses, Sean had already discussed with her the arrangements for her bodyguards, nanny, assistant, and driver in Ravoria, all of whom were reliable people he hired.

She stared at him and said, "There are some things I may need to clarify with you in advance. Although I feel sorry, I have to consider the Lawson family. I can't let people know that the child is yours."

Sean's expression remained unchanged as he stared at her.

"I think if you don't let others know that the child is yours, then…"

She lowered her gaze and continued, "Then, in case someone from the Lawson family or Mr. Lawson Senior finds out, you can just say that you helped me out for the sake of the Lawsons, without implicating yourself."

"So, are you saying that you don't intend to marry me?" All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he probed, "Do you want our child to be an illegitimate child?"