Chapter 8 Barging Into His Room At Midnight
As Theodoric looked in Ruthanne’s direction, an icy glint flashed across his eyes. I can’t divorce her within three months? Upon learning of the news, Theodoric could no longer hide his anger. He snapped, “Is this your real goal?” Was it really a coincidence? Just as Marianne and I entered City Hall, this woman inexplicably managed to step in and become my lawfully-wedded wife. What is she really up to? As Ruthanne stared blankly at him, her eyes glistened with innocence. “What are you trying to say?” With a frosty look on his face, Theodoric shot her a piercing gaze. “You planned to become my wife for three months so that you’ll be given a portion of my massive wealth upon our divorce. It’s not going to happen!” Massive wealth? The rich really have a weird way of thinking. Just because they have some money, they think everyone else is out to swindle them. All I’m trying to do here is save Grandma’s life. By marrying a stranger that I don’t love, I’m a victim too. Clenching her fists after hearing Theodoric’s ridicule, Ruthanne puffed up her chest as conviction filled her eyes. “Mister, you’re overthinking it. I don’t know who you are and am not interested in your money.” As Theodoric sniggered in response, his gritted teeth could clearly be seen behind his curled lips. “As if I believe you. I’ve seen plenty of women who look to ingratiate themselves with me, but you’re the first one to show such a level of craftiness.” With her face flushed red in humiliation, Ruthanne was so angry that she was stumped for words. Given that she had married him under the instruction of the mysterious person, he was right to accuse her of harboring an agenda. A suffocating silence quickly descended upon the room. The maids were so fearful that none of them dared to make a sound. Meanwhile, Mary, the housekeeper, carefully watched Ruthanne’s expression and could feel that there was a misunderstanding somewhere. This girl is as thin as a rake and is dressed in shabby clothes. Her wiry hands and pale complexion would elicit nothing but sympathy from anyone who saw her. She clearly is a child from an extremely poor background. From the conviction in her eyes, it’s obvious she isn’t as despicable as Mr. Lasker is making her out to be. With that thought in mind, Mary came forward to defuse the situation in a gentle voice. “Miss, are you facing some sort of trouble? Why don’t you tell us about it? Mr. Lasker isn’t someone unreasonable.” What other troubles can I have? The only person I’m concerned about is Grandma, but I can’t tell them about it. Ruthanne flipped aside her blanket to get out of bed. “I’m not in any trouble at all. As for this marriage, I, too, am equally baffled about it. That’s why it’s useless for you to ask me about something that even I don’t have an answer to. Anyway, I’m leaving.” Since I’m now married to Theodoric, I can’t divorce him for the time being due to the New Marriage Law. The mysterious person only told me to marry him and had no other demands. The last thing I want is to stay here and continue to be insulted by him. In no mood to even spare Theodoric a glance, Ruthanne circled around the crowd as she headed toward the door. Narrowing his eyes, Theodoric barked, “Stop right there.” Ruthanne briefly froze before turning around with a puzzled expression. The quizzical look in her eyes couldn’t be any more obvious. “I’m afraid you don’t get to come and go as you please.” Theodoric turned toward Mary and ordered, “Take Ms. Forrest to the guest room. Don’t allow her to leave without my permission.” Of all the people he hated, those who tricked him were the worst. There was no way he was going to let her go until he did a background check on her. Soon, Ballard found out everything about Ruthanne and ran into the study with the report in hand. “Mr. Lasker, I have the results!”