The next morning.
The sun shone softly through the window into the room.
Victoria eyelashes trembled as she slowly woke up from her sleep.
Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling above her, she was stunned for a while before realizing that this was Jack's room.
She and Jack received their marriage certificate yesterday, and they were going to live here in the future.
Victoria got up from the bed. The wound on her calf was beginning to heal.
The ointment Jack asked the old butler to send was pretty good.
While having breakfast.
John sat in the main seat, and Victoria sat down beside Jack.
John seemed pleased, and smiled happily. "Jack, I've picked a good day for you and Victoria's wedding! In time, the news of your marriage will be announced!"
Jack nodded slightly, "Alright."
Victoria was startled and hurriedly touched his leg with her leg under the dining table.
Jack took a deep breath.
His eyes darkened.
He turned his head to look at her and asked with his eyes, what's wrong?
Victoria quietly leaned in and whispered in his ear, "We signed the divorce agreement yesterday. We will divorce in a year.
Jack frowned.
Victoria continued to whisper, "So, there's no need to hold the wedding for now, and there's no need to announce the marriage. What do you think?"
Jack's eyes were deep, and he looked at her for a long time before he withdrew his gaze indifferently
Victoria turned to look at the old man and smiled. "Grandfather, let's talk about the wedding later. Don't worry."
The old man didn't mind the delay but was eager for them to have a wedding.
"Victoria, ultimately, marriage is a matter for you people to decide. If you want to have the wedding at a later date, that's fine. Just don't make your grandfather wait too long."
Victoria Shengge smiled sweetly and assured him. "Grandfather, we can discuss the wedding at a later time. There's no need to rush."
The old man did not live with them, so he returned to the old house after breakfast.
Today was the weekend. Jack did not have to go to the company.
He sat on the sofa in the living room. He wore a loose-fitting thin sweater. His knuckled fingers were flipping through a financial magazine.
Victoria remembered the ointment from last night, her eyes rolled slightly, and she ran upstairs to take the ointment. She took the ointment and walked in front of the man.
"This ointment is quite effective. You have a bite mark on your wrist. You could try applying it."
He looked down at the magazine without looking up, "No need."
Victoria blinked, Do you plan to keep this bite mark forever?"
The man finally took his eyes off the magazine and raised his eyes to look at her.
Finally, Jack glanced up from the magazine, locking his eyes onto her. He spoke with a cool tone, "And if I were to say that I want to keep this bite mark forever?"
Victoria looked perplexed.
She couldn't understand why anyone would want to keep a scar, especially a bite mark.
She vaguely remembered that he had not bitten him so hard at that time. so how was the mark still visible?
Well, since he didn't want to apply the ointment, she didn't force it and turned around to leave.
Jack slowly stretched out his leg.
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