Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1639

Chapter 1639: Do You Want to Greet?

"What should I write?" she asked foolishly. "Do you want me to greet you? Is it a rule of Alvonia's royal family?"
Chris instantly felt like he was going to be driven crazy by her.
The innocent doe-like eyes of this little woman could say things that infuriate people. Greet him? How could she even think of that? Did she think Alvonia was still in the feudal era? How little did she care about international affairs?!
If he didn't understand her pure thoughts, others would think she was being sarcastic.
He forcefully poked her forehead. "Is your head filled with straw? Every morning when you wake up, send me 'I love you.' And before you go to sleep at night, send me 'I miss you.'"
Nina, "..."
Why did she have to send them both? Her feelings for him would never change, so she should be the one worried that he might not want her.
She didn't dare to argue.
Chris raised an eyebrow. "Did you hear me?"
Nina softly replied, "Oh."
"Will you reply?" she quietly asked. She wanted to know if she would receive a response after sending those ambiguous messages every morning and night.
Chris glanced at her. "Hmm. But if I don't reply, it means I'm on a special training mission. I'll participate in those missions on an irregular basis. It's possible for me to be out of contact for a month or even longer. If you don't hear from me for a few days, then don't wait any longer. But don't stop sending the messages."
"Oh, I understand," Nina said, feeling a bit disappointed. If she couldn't contact him for over a month, she would start to overthink things again.
"When I'm not on a training mission, we'll have a video call every week. Also, in school, you're not allowed to talk to boys, including male teachers. Be cautious. If you have any questions, ask the girls or ask your father," Chris warned.
Nina, "..."
She hardly ever talked to boys. Erik hadn't come to see her since his psychological trauma, and the girls also didn't dare to get too close to her since Chris's two guards were always with her.
Now, she couldn't even talk to the teachers? Most of the teachers were male.
She opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't dare to say anything.
Chris saw her look of grievance, wanting to say something but not daring to. He smiled and pinched her cheek. "Silly girl, do you think male teachers don't have improper thoughts about female students? Especially those old guys. You're too naive; be more cautious. If it's related to your studies, you can ask, alright?"
"Yes, okay," Nina nodded.
She nestled into his embrace, feeling his strong possessiveness. It made her heart feel a bit sweet.
Chris reached out and touched her small abdomen. "I've arranged a private hospital in the Capital for you. You'll have regular check-ups. When you give birth, I'll come, regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl. After the baby turns a month old, I'll bring them back to Alvonia."
Nina stiffened. She hadn't even parted yet, but she already felt reluctant. She lowered her head, feeling desolate.
Chris noticed her low spirits.
He sighed. "Focus on your studies. During summer and winter vacations, I'll pick you up to keep you company with the child."
"Yes," Nina nodded.
Suddenly, she felt a surge of motivation in her heart. For the sake of the child, for the sake of being able to stand by his side and reunite with the child as soon as possible, she had to work twice as hard to become a world-renowned musician. With this in mind, she took a deep breath, and her emotions were no longer gloomy.
Chris glanced at her, knowing that he had touched something within her and decided not to say more.
The two of them spent some time together.
They watched the sea view on the terrace, had dinner together, and as the night fell, they looked at the stars together.
They embraced each other and slept, then watched the sunrise together.
The time they spent together was short but filled with happiness, quietly slipping away without them realizing it.
The next evening, Chris changed his clothes, and Nina put on a pure white dress, draped with a blue jacket, getting ready to attend the dinner gathering with Joyce and the others.
The guards left by Chris also came to the hotel and took Nina's belongings back to school.
Chris had a top-notch tailor shop send over many clothes for Nina to choose from. Nina insisted on not taking too many and didn't want anything too flashy. In the end, she kept around twelve to twenty sets of daily wear, as well as three or four dresses for performances, which werealso sent back to school by the guards.
After everything was arranged, Chris and Nina got into the car.
Joyce had already sent the location for the dinner gathering.
They started the car and prepared to depart.
Nina was a bit nervous. The people she was going to meet tonight were all important figures. The General, the business tycoon, the commissioner... She couldn't even dare to imagine it before. And of course, the man beside her, she couldn't imagine having any connection with him.
She clenched her fists slightly, and her hands trembled. "How should I address them? General? Mr. Warner? Commissioner Gregory? And what about the daughter of Senator Sanchez? How should I address her?"
Chris glanced at her. "You'll know when you meet them. They're all easy to get along with. Don't worry."
Suddenly, something seemed to occur to Chris. He turned his head, locking his gaze onto Nina.
"I noticed that you never call me. How do you plan to address me?"
Nina was taken aback. Indeed, she had never called him by his name. Every time, he asked her a question and she answered. So it was always him calling her name. She hardly ever initiated the conversation, so she had never called him.
So, how should she address him?
She looked at him cautiously.
"... Chris?" she said tentatively.
Chris's eyes widened suddenly. Chris? She actually called him Chris?
His gaze seemed capable of killing someone. He had slept with her for an entire week, and she called him Chris?
"Nina, I really underestimated you," Chris fumed with anger.
Despite her obedient appearance, she was infuriating.
Nina panicked. "Then, what should I call you? Your Highness?" Shouldn't she use the respectful title for Alvonia? She really didn't know. What should she do? He looked so angry.
She didn't know what she did wrong. Fidgeting, she stirred her hands.
Chris tightly gripped the steering wheel. Goodness, if it weren't for his exceptional self-control, he might have caused an accident. He was so infuriated by her that he almost lost control and caused an accident!
"Do you want to die?" he almost exploded, his voice low and furious.
Frightened, Nina shrank and moved closer to the car door.
"Don't be angry. I really don't know what to call you," Nina blinked her watery eyes as she looked at him, looking pitiful.
Chris took a few deep breaths, trying to prevent her from saying anything that would further anger him.
He said directly, "Call me husband!"
"Ah!" Nina was stunned. "But... but..."
But they weren't married yet, and even if they were, she felt like she couldn't say it.
"But what?" Chris was extremely displeased. "Just call me that, say it once."
Nina bit her lip, finding it difficult to say.
Sounds of choking came from her throat, but she couldn't say it.
Her face turned red, and she had already wrinkled her clothes.
Finally, before Chris got angry again.
She took a deep breath and finally said, "Husband."
Chris almost burst out laughing. Hearing her soft and sweet voice, he finally calmed down.
"Very good, say it again."