Kenneth's pov

I did not expect anyone to actually have the nerve to drug me. Didn't they think they could survive once a class 3S guard was angry? Are they too stupid or too brazen?

"President, we are."

Listening to Cliff's words, I opened my eyes. Frowning, I rubbed my temples and asked, "Did you finish off the drug dealer ?"

Cliff hastily replied, "Mr. President, the asshole has been taken care of. This medicine is overpowering. You are still a class 3S guard, should we find a guide for you..."

"No need." I opened the car door and got out.

But this medicine is really overwhelming. If it was an ordinary sentry without a guide, he would already have a mental disorder.

It was not that this medicine had no effect on me, but I can still endure it. I had trouble entering the mansion, but because of my stupid nephew's wedding, the servants are still busy in the entrance hall today. But as a sentry, a class sentry, I almost had the loud voice in the entrance hall in front of me due to my extraordinary sensitivity, which irritated me. I tried my best to endure the impatience and went to my room on the second floor.

As soon as I reached the stairs to the second floor, I became more and more irritated. It was not the kind of anger that came from the effects of drugs, nor was it the noise in the lobby, but a kind of restlessness in my soul. Thanks to my special sensitivity as a sentry, shielding the loud voices from the outside world, my soul seemed to have found something it had been searching for for a long time, and trembled with excitement.

There is a guide nearby? It is said that when a sentry meets his guide, even if there is no mental or physical contact, their soul will resonate and enter a very mysterious state. I used to scoff at this, but now I suddenly understand. Do not I feel the same way right now?

I involuntarily began to move forward. Soon, I saw the woman in front of me wearing a white wedding dress. It was her. I could feel it. It was this woman who resonated with my soul. As I looked at her wedding dress, I suddenly understood who she was. Is not that one of the protagonists today, my niece. However, she actually opened the door of my room... which is interesting.

The closer I am to her, the more attractive she is to me. I can not help it and do not want to endure it anymore...

Chris' Pov

This is my first visit to the Wilson mansion, and in the eyes of outsiders I am Warren Wilson's chosen and destined wife, and I must be on good terms with him. But this wedding is only a business deal, a business deal between Warren and me. This wedding is just a cover. We didn't even get a marriage certificate, but invited some close relatives and friends to attend the ceremony.

Warren has a girl he likes very much, Kitty. Although she is a guide, she comes from a poor family. Moreover, she was injured to protect Warren and cannot have children in her life. But how could the Wilson family allow Warren to marry such a woman? ! Even if he doesn't care about his family, the fact that she can not have children is enough to keep Kitty away from the Wilson family. After finding out about Warren and Kitty, the elders of the Wilson family forced Warren to go on several blind dates and Warren argued with his family for a long time. The Wilson's family affairs is almost well known. But the elders still refused to accept the girl. Warren was worried they would hurt Kitty, so he had to find me to marry.

The reason I am so cooperative is for no other reason. My family is now on the verge of bankruptcy and in debt. I hate the White family, but I can not turn a blind eye to their troubles. As a guide, I can not support this family like a sentry. The only thing I can do is to find a sentry who can help my family overcome the difficulties. Warren found me at this time and asked me to marry him. He said that as long as I marry him, he would help me solve my family's difficulties.

Compared to Kitty, my family has shrunk, but it is also a noble family. The elders of the Wilson family saw that he was willing to marry me, and to save the face of the family, they readily agreed to my marriage to Warren. They do not care what happens to Warren and my marriage, they only care about the face of the family. With me as a shield, Warren can be safe with Kitty. Warren and I just got what we needed.

Warren still socializing with other celebrities, and families like us have a huge circle of relatives. Even when we invite only relatives and friends, the entrance hall is full of people. The servants are busy serving the distinguished guests in the entrance hall. Most of the servants in this family know that Kitty is Warren's true love. As for me, they still do not know how Warren feels about me. They neither flatter me nor insult me.

Due to physical discomfort and dizziness from drinking, I went upstairs after toast alone with a stiff smile. I rubbed my face, which was stiff from laughing, and went to the third floor. In the third floor corridor, I stood in front of the door to the room at the east end of the stairs. With the password Warren had given me, the door would not open at all.

I can not go back to the lobby to look for Warren. I can not let the others know that the bride can not open the door to her wedding room. I do not give up and try again, but I still can not open it. Suddenly, I feel my soul trembling, and a force that cannot be ignored comes closer and closer to me. It's a sentry, a very powerful sentry! Before I could regain consciousness and see the face clearly, a hand grabbed me by the waist and dragged me into the room...

Cliff's pov

As I walked in the door, I saw the boss with a smile on his face. I was blind! How could this person laugh?

"Is there something?" The smile on the boss's face was fleeting, and he soon returned to normal. Of course, this is the Mr. Kenneth I know.

I didn't dare look at him, so I had to bow. As I bowed, I found a woman's underwear lying at my feet. I also glanced at the messy wedding dress next to the bed!

My God, did I walk in at an inappropriate time and discover the boss's secret? Will I be killed to shut me up? I have not heard which guide the boss is interested in, though. Over the years, too many men and women have wanted to climb the boss's bed, and the boss has directly asked me to kick them out. This is the first time anyone has successfully climbed on his bed.

When I saw the wedding dress on the floor, I knew who the woman hiding in the bed was. While I don't know how Mr. Kenneth got involved with this lady, it is obvious that the lady will die and Mr. Kenneth will be stigmatized if the situation is exposed.

What am I to do about it? Surprised and worried, my brain shuts down.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the boss's obviously unhappy voice, a sudden chill ran down my spine and I quickly moved out of my line of sight. "Sir, the 9:30 plane."

My God, the boss is even scarier than usual, which makes me stutter.

Kenneth's pov

During the conversation, my hand can't help but touch the waist of the girl in my arms. I didn't expect this woman to have such a fierce temper. She bit my arm hard and I was caught off guard. I couldn't help but hiss and pinched her butt cheeks in retaliation. In response, she bit down even harder.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" asked Cliff boldly.

"Get out of here." snarled I. Cliff immediately lowered his head and walked out the door.

The moment the door closed, I climbed into the covers and grabbed her unsteady hand.

She whispered, "What, did he find out?"

Hearing her worried words, I touched her hair and said, "Don't be afraid, this is my assistant Cliff. His mouth is very closed. He will not dare to say anything. You have nothing to worry about. Besides, it's you who seduced me."

"You ... well ..." Before I finished my words, I sealed her mouth with my kiss, though she resisted. Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open again and Cliff's voice sounded from the doorway. "Oh no, Mr. Lionel knows you came back to sleep last night and has come especially to see you. He is expected in two minutes..."

Again I was interrupted and my anger soared. "Do you want to die? Don't get out now!"

Cliff shut the door.

Last night I had been drugged and absorbed into her body, now I am more fixated on her and she piqued my interest. I touched her face reassuringly and said, "Ignore him, let us move on..."

The woman clapped me on the hand and jumped out of bed. "It's over, Mr. Lionel is coming, dying! Dead! Why don't you panic?"

At that moment Chris became extremely panicked and continued to spin in circles. I had to laugh as I saw her rushing around, wondering what to do. Maybe she can not find herself naked yet. What a stupid woman!

"Silly woman, get dressed first." I quickly tossed her a white shirt of mine from the closet.

"Here are your clothes." She frowned at the clothes I tossed her.

"Whether you put them on or not is up to you."

Chris's Pov

The complicated wedding dress is too complicated to wear right now, and it would easily expose me, so I had no choice but to wear this man's lousy shirt.

As I got dressed, I said, "I should call you Uncle. What happened last night was nothing more than an accident. I could not care less. I hope you can forget it, too..."

Before I finished speaking, he knocked me over and I nearly fell. The voice of his gritted teeth reached my ears, "Are you still a woman?"

"Did not you know that last night?"

I glared at him and quickly hid my wedding dress under the bed.

But this man, who does not follow common sense, pushed me down on the bed and kissed me, and his kisses on my neck lit a fire inside me.

I didn't dare make a sound for fear of arousing the suspicions of others, so I had to fight back desperately, yelling in a low voice, "Are you that fucking crazy?"

"Kenneth, are you awake?" Lionel's voice came from outside the door.

I felt so holy I almost jumped out of bed in fear, but the man on top of me did not seem to hear it at all.

I hugged Kenneth tightly to me. Is this man really crazy?

A cold sweat broke out on my back and I dared not think of the consequences if I were discovered.

"Mr. Lionel, the young gentleman may not be awake yet." Cliff spoke to Lionel at the door. I knew Cliff was dragging out the time for us, urging us to get it done quickly so as not to be discovered.

"Does not Kenneth ever sleep overtime? I have not seen him in a long time. If Warren had not married this time, I do not think he'd have come back. Never mind; I'd rather push open the door and go in myself."

"Mr. Lionel, do not-"

Hearing the footsteps approaching outside the door, I was in a hurry and bit Kenneth's hand hard, whereupon he let go of me.

Without saying anything, I climbed out of the window, and outside was a large balcony.

The moment I hid, I heard the door being pushed open. I was so close to being found!

Kenneth's pov

I just wanted her to hide in the bathroom, but the girl climbed out herself. Standing at the window watching her curl up on the balcony, I can not help but pucker the corners of my mouth.

"Kenneth, what are you doing?" grandpa's voice came from the door.

"Who gave you permission to come into my room?" I pushed aside the smile around the corners of my mouth, turned, and stopped at the window to block grandpa's view.

"It's been a long time since you have visited me." He is so kind at this moment that no one would believe him if he spoke in such a soft tone. And I mock him for it.

"I'll be leaving soon." I pick up my shirt and slowly put it on.

"Kenneth, go at least after breakfast. When Warren was married yesterday, you returned too late and had no time to attend his wedding. Meet your niece later."

Niece? When I thought of that attractive little face, I changed my mind and wanted to decline directly. "OK."

"Then I'll tell someone to prepare what you want right away." He got the answer he wanted, and walked away happily.

Until the room door closed, I went to the balcony door and looked out. The balcony was empty. Seeing that the grass on the first floor lawn had obviously fallen off, I knew in my heart quite clearly.

Oh, escape? Is it working?

Chris's pov

As I smoothly returned to my room, my heart was still thumping and jumping. I had a narrow escape. I quickly picked some clothes out of the closet and went to the bathroom, where I lay down in the bathwater while the tight string in my heart loosened.

Relax, I feel like my whole body is about to fall apart, my whole body is marked by the marks of this man, is he a dog?

From last night until this morning I felt like I was the heroine in a con drama, and the plot is insurmountable bullshit.

I just hope I won’t get involved with this man in the future.

After washing myself, I dressed properly, put on a light makeup, put on a small skirt with a high collar, and cleverly covered my neck so his fucking biting marks would not be discovered, right?

As I stood in front of the mirror in a daze, I suddenly heard a knock on the door. My heart tightened, and now when I hear something, my heart inexplicably beats like crazy. I pulled my collar up over the hickey on my neck, walked to the door, and asked, "Who?"

"It's me." A deep voice sounded outside the door. It was the voice of Warren.

"Come in." I quickly opened the door.

The tone of the newly married couple like us is too strange. Warren is still wearing the groom's costume from last night, except there's a bright red lip print on his pure white shirt collar.

"Wait until I have had a bath, then I'll join you downstairs for breakfast, you should know what to say about last night?" Warren pushed the silver glasses up the bridge of his nose, looked at me and said.

Though a quiet tone, there was a threat in the words.

"I know."

I do not even want to know who he was with last night. After all, our marriage was all business. He and I knew I was just a tool... He paid a lot of money to keep his family's mouth shut.

He does not love me and I do not love him, but I did not expect to get involved with his uncle. It was an accident. Should I tell Warren or not? I am having a hard time, and Kenneth already knows that Warren and I have a fake marriage. What if Warren thinks I told Kenneth on purpose?

I have been thinking more complicated than that and my eyes looking at Warren are getting more guilty.

I had not made up my mind when Warren came out. He looked at me, frowned, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"No, nothing. Let us go downstairs."

Warren and I walked down the stairs and Warren stopped me just before we reached the first floor.

"What?" I am confused.

He pointed to his arm. "You are my wife."

I had to take a step back and take his arm. I do not care about me and Warren anymore. My heart worries about breakfast, I just worry that the man will be there.

This man seems very busy and has a bad relationship with the Wilson family, so he should not be here.

I take comfort in my heart.

When I arrived at the door of the restaurant, I felt a cold stare hit me. The last person I wanted to meet was sitting at the table. When I looked up, Kenneth and I bumped into each other. He smiled frivolously at me and his eyes were full of thoughtfulness.

My heart was pounding at that moment and I silently turned away from him.

"What's wrong?" Seeming to sense my abnormality, Warren asked.

"Me, I just have a stomachache. Can I skip breakfast?" I did not even dare walk over to him.

Warren looked at me for a few moments. My heart was pounding so hard I thought he'd spotted something. In response, he just said, "No, it's courtesy. Besides, Uncle is here this morning, and he came back late last night, so you did not see him. Grandfather has arranged a special breakfast this morning, our whole family will eat together. My family is nice and friendly, do not be nervous."

Warren thought I was nervous about meeting my elders and reached out to stroke my hair next to my cheek.

I can not avoid him in public, so I just have to let him act. However, I always feel like he's staring at me the whole time, and it's getting colder and my body is unconsciously stiffening.

"Warren really loves his wife. I have not seen her tender side yet." It was Warren's mother who spoke.

Warren's mother also comes from a large family. She is a very nice tour guide and has a warm attitude towards me.

"Mom, do not laugh at me." said Warren.

"Chris, come and sit down. You are starving, are not you?" Warren's mother is very enthusiastic.

I nodded awkwardly and walked towards the table. With every inch I get closer to the dining table, my heart gets nervous and the coldness of this person becomes more and more apparent.

Just a short distance, and it feels like I have been walking for an entire century.

With a glance at the table, I let go of Warren's hand and head for my seat.

There were only two seats left with Kenneth. I planned to bypass Kenneth and sit in the backmost seat. As I was about to turn around, my feet slipped and I fell to the ground.

I thought I was going to embarrass myself in public, but I had not counted on my body being pulled back by a large palm. After feeling dizzy, I collapsed into a man's arms and sat on his lap.

Kenneth put his hand on my waist and whispered in my ear, "Are you in such a hurry to throw yourself down at me?"