Chapter 916 The Perfect Love (Part 2)
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Joyce stared confusingly at Damien, as she didnât understand what he implied.
Damien opened the treasure chest and poured out all the envelopes inside. The envelopes were immediately scattered on the wedding bed, covering the entire bed.
Joyceâs eyes widened. She had never seen that many envelopes before.
âMr. Robert, do people like you receive this much envelope when they get married?â
Joyce was very curious. It seemed like the rich were particularly generous.
Damien stretched out his arms and wrapped around Joyceâs soft waist.
Joyce opened an envelope. The amount of money in it almost blinded her eyes. She immediately turned around sweetly and kissed Damienâs handsome check. âThank you, President Robert.â
Damien smirked, then he asked, âMrs. Robert, are you still calling me President Robert? Shouldnât you change your words?â
Joyce blinked, and gazed at him suspiciously, âThen what should I call you, Damien? Mr. Robert?â
Damien pinched her soft waist with his big palm, âYou tricky woman!â
Joyce laughed and fell into Damienâs embrace. Then, she looked at him and called out sweetly, âMy husband!â
Damien lowered his head and was about to kiss her.
However, Joyce dodged and continued to count the envelopes.
Damienâs thin lips fell on her long hair, âMrs. Robert, Dutton hadnât touched you before, right?â He had wanted asking her about it a long time ago, but now, he could not restrain himself anymore. Joyce opened another envelope, âYeah, he didnât dare to touch me, because if he had touched me, I would have chopped off his hand and feed it to the dog.â
Seeing her fierce expression, Damien gently smiled. He should have reminded himself of whom she was. Because, how could Joyce Brown, let someone like Dutton get close to her?
That day in the luxurious room, he was really blinded by jealousy, and that was why he believed Duttonâs lies.
âMrs. Robert, how did you sell yourself to the Green family?â Damien asked curiously.
Joyce sighed, and said, âIsnât it because of my people? That winter, our entire city was frozen.â As she spoke, Joyce recalled the predicament at that time. She frowned and said, âIt was the coldest. winter in my life. I watched as the young and old were about to freeze to death. I had experienced many battles and overcame many difficulties, but that time, I was really stumped, so I found Mrs. Green, and Mrs.
Green helped. In exchange, I signed a contract to be her maid.â
âMy husband,â Joyce looked at Damien with wide-eyed eyes, âAs the queen of Visionary, I definitely wanted to go back, but before I left, I hesitated. I was hesitant to bring Olive with me.â
âIf I took Olive with me, as the doctrine of Visionary, she would have carried everything on her shoulders and walk down the path I once walked. After much hesitation, I kept Olive, and gave her a delicate and worry-free life, and left two treasure box for her. If she could find her way home, then she would come back and complete her mission.â
Joyce was not only the best queen, but also the best mother.
Damien was deeply shocked. He always thought that she was a heartless, petty money fan. This was the first time he had truly understood her.â
No matter what difficulties and obstacles she encountered along the way, she had never changed. She was still innocent, pure and she still loved to laugh.
Damien raised his palm and touched Joyceâs head, âYouâve worked really hard.â
âYeah.â Joyce nodded forcefully, and even tried her best to stare at him pitifully, âThen, treat me well in the future. After all, you are the only man in my life.â
you must Apart from him, she had never met anyone else.
He was her only man.
Damien tightly pressed her into his embrace, âMrs. Robert, I want to take care of you right now. Letâs take a shower together.â
He wanted to pick her up.
Joyce quickly dodged. She simply laid down on the red envelopes, which were on the bed, âGo wash first. I still need to count the money.â
âMrs. Robert, come quickly, Iâll wait for you.â
In the bathroom.
Damien stood under the shower and washed his body. He waited, but Joyce still hadnât arrived yet.
âJoyce⦠Joyce!â he couldnât not help but shout loudly.
At this moment, Damien heard a meowed sound. He quickly turned around. It was Joyce. She was leaning against the frosted glass door.
âMaster, your kitten is here!â she muttered, with a gentle smile.
Since then, Damien and Joyce had a blissful life.
After their marriage, Damien was often woken up in the night by Joyce.
âHubby, i had a nightmare. I dreamt that you donât like me anymore and you didnât want to give me money anymore. Itâs terrible.â
âHubby kiss meâ¦â
âHusband, I found out that I like you a little more today. I like you so muchâ¦â Joyceâs chattering voice, often said to him.
Outside the Robert familyâs mansion, the fortune teller, Western Perez, came with his close student, Roman.
Western Pyfez looked at the happy Robert family and was about to speak when Roman praised his grandparents. He said that they were such a perfect match.
With that, Roman turned around and swaggered away.
Western, who wasnât given the opportunity to air his opinion, stood speechlessly. He gazed at Romanâs disappearing figure, and wanted to cry.
Ps: Babies, the story between Joyce and Anabelle ends here. Next, weâll focus on Raven and North.