Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ novel Chapter 102

Fighting back This extremely handsome man standing in front of me in his classy three-piece navy suit gave me the most alluring smile I had ever seen on his face. I smiled back at him but couldn’t stop the tears that instantly covered my cheeks in wide streams. For a moment, the entire hall turned silent, as if nothing else mattered except for the two of us. Our eyes locked on each other, me standing on the podium and him on the level where all the workers and reporters stood. He reached out his arms toward me. I slowly stepped to the edge of the podium, taking in his entire magical presence. I hurriedly put the heels back on my feet in an instant need to look more presentable. He chuckled and scooped me up to hold me in his arms, bridal-style. I gasped and put my arms around his neck as he spun me around before gently putting my feet on the floor next to him. My heart beat hectically. His warmth, his touch, his smile… I missed it all insanely. I wished I could clash my lips against his and kiss him for hours; for every day that he couldn’t be with me. Unfortunately, we weren’t in the best place to make up for the lost time…

As I hesitantly glanced around us, I quickly realized that we had given those reporters the entertainment of the year. They stood in awe, flashing pictures of me and Aren and quietly waiting for our love scene to be over. The whole board of executives also impatiently awaited what would happen next, but their previous excitement had hurriedly turned to a stinking mix of rage and fear. Mr. Dawson still held the microphone as he stood petrified at the front of the podium with his mouth open while the rest of the board got up from their seats and stepped back, instinctively trying to escape the consequences.

Aren kissed my forehead and shifted his eyes to Dawson, his warm gaze instantly turning into an icy glare. He reached out his hand without saying a word, and the terrified CMO passed him the microphone. Aren slid his hand around my waist and pulled me close. His embrace was firm enough for me to hear his slightly unsteady heartbeat. I knew he wasn’t well; he couldn’t have felt well since he ran here only minutes after waking up from a coma. The fact that he was embracing me at that moment felt like the purest miracle. He pulled me closer, pressing me against his large frame and making me feel tiny and delicate in his strong arms. He glanced at me one more time with his smiling eyes before turning to the reporters.

“I recently discovered that the executives at Lan Diamond Corporation are extremely concerned about the company’s well-being and are always ready to intervene in the event of a dangerous occurrence. Unfortunately, it was my wife that they found dangerous.” Aren’s words, covered in sarcasm, immediately provoked a wave of snorts from the reporters.” Apparently, this fragile woman posed so much of a threat to those men that they decided to break the rules of the company’s status, risking their own jobs. I hope they will all be grateful because I intend to take this beautiful and intelligent woman away from them.” He locked his eyes on me as he said the last part of his sentence, and I couldn’t miss the devilish smirk that crossed his lips.

One of the reporters stepped closer. “Mr. Lan, can you tell us what caused your state, and are you healthy enough to return to your CEO’s position?”

Aren looked at him with confidence. “As my wife previously informed you, I was in the state of a coma due to an accident. My state was stable for many days, but only now did I regain the strength to return.”

“Were the board and the shareholders informed of your stable condition, Mr. Lan?” another

reporter inquired. “Yes, they were all notified that my absence was temporary, and I also know that my wife, who acted in my name, asked for their patience in the meantime…” After answering the question, Aren’s eyes shifted to the executives. “Not only did she not receive guidance from those who had the most experience in the company, but she was also threatened and disrespected.” His cold tone made everyone on the podium flinch.

Aren’s embrace became even firmer, as if he wanted to shield me from everyone who dared look at me with hostility. I wasn’t afraid to face those men, but I happily accepted Aren’s overprotectiveness.