Chapter 6 Marriage Certificate

He rubbed between his eyebrows helplessly.

After a long time, he sighed lightly and said in a soft voice, "Let go of me and I'll take you upstairs to rest."

"No."

She held his neck tightly and buried her face in his chest, like a drowning man holding the last piece of driftwood.

In the past six years, Elliot had never slept with her. She stupidly thought that it was because he respected and loved her.

It was not until that day that she realized that he thought she was rigid and dull. In his eyes, other than her appearance, she was no different from a man.

As long as she thought of this, she was left without a shred of self-esteem.

As if she wanted to prove something, she hugged Anderson and kissed his soft lips again.

She didn't just kiss his lips. She bit his lips and gently licked them. Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, brushing against his face and making him itch slightly.

Anderson's body stiffened all over.

He couldn't control himself anymore.

After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't endure the desire in his heart. He reached out and grabbed her chin, breathing rapidly, "Clarissa! Do you know what you are doing now?"

Clarissa loosened his lips, and she whimpered because her chin was so painful. With annoyance, she looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, like a wounded and weak deer.

She said righteously, "I know. I'm flirting with you!"

Anderson laughed though he was angry.

His eyes were gloomy and his voice was terribly low.

"Are you sure?"

Clarissa was stunned for a while and then nodded.

"Okay! Then I will fulfill your wish."

On the 2nd floor of in Estdal Manor.

The bedroom door was opened with a bang. He put her on bed and kissed all over her body. Her clothes were taken off and scattered on the ground.

She snorted and felt hot all over her body. Her head was dizzy and she could not tell whether it was a dream or reality.

She heard Anderson's enchanting voice, "I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to sleep with me?"

She nodded her head in a daze.

Anderson opened the drawer besides the bed and took out a document.

"Okay. Sign this first."

Clarissa glanced at it with drunk eyes and asked "What?"

"Having sex under the protection of the law is a man basic respect for the woman he loves."

Clarissa looked at him blankly and did not understand what he meant. However, she signed it in a daze because her mind was not clear.

Looking at the the name she sighed on the paper, Anderson smiled in satisfaction. He placed the documents back in the drawer and once again kissed her lips.

It was a torrid night.

......

The next day, Clarissa was awakened by pain.

Her body was extremely sore, as if she had been crushed by a few trucks. She felt painful all over her body.

She sat up from the bed with difficulty and felt so thirsty.

She saw a glass of water on the bedside table and drank it without thinking.

After drinking a glass of warm water, she felt a little more comfortable and vaguely remembered what happened last night.

She rubbed her head and vaguely remembered that she had gotten in the car with a man. She was stimulated after receiving Elliot and Lara's phone calls, and then she seemed to have done something unusual.

Clarissa's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly lifted the quilt on her body.

Although she had been mentally prepared, when she saw the love-bites on her body, she was about to go crazy.

"Ah! How could this happen?" She thought.

She grabbed her hair in depression. At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

She was startled. Then she quickly pulled the quilt and covered her body.

"Who is it?"

The door of the bedroom was opened from the outside, and a tall man walked in with steady steps.

Clarissa opened her eyes wide in shock.

Even though she couldn't remember what happened last night clearly, she vaguely remembered what kind of man she had slept with.

Anderson wore a black suit and a neat white shirt. All the buttons on the shirt were buttoned carefully. He had a handsome face and an indifferent temperament. He looked sternly cool and detached.

He was holding a set of women's clothes in his hands. Seeing that she was awake, there was no expression on his face.

He put the clothes on the bedside table and said lightly, "Change your clothes and go downstairs for breakfast."

Clarissa stopped him and said.

"Well... Last night..."

Anderson faced her with his back. He smiled slightly, but his voice was still cold and apathetic.

"Go downstairs and talk about it."

After that, he walked out and closed the door for her in a gentleman's way.

Clarissa was stunned for a while, then she suddenly lay down on the bed. She took the pillow and covered her head, screaming silently.

Although she only vaguely remembered what happened last night, she didn't lose her memory completely. After thinking back for a while, she could guess what she had done to him.

"Ah! This was too embarrassing!" She thought.

No matter how much she regretted, she had no way to change the fact. After a while, she finally got up from the bed, picked up her clothes dejectedly and went to the bathroom.

When she was taking a shower, she blushed again when she saw the love-bites on her body.

After taking a shower, she changed her clothes and went downstairs. When she went downstairs, she saw Anderson sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The living room was very large, just like the bedroom upstairs. The decoration was of modern style in the colors of black and white. It was luxurious and reserved. The French window was wide open and the breeze was a little cold.

Anderson turned around when he heard the footsteps. When he saw Clarissa standing at the stairs, he was surprised by her beauty.

Clarissa was wearing the long black shirt-dress he gave her. The neckline of the dress was slightly opened, and her neck was tied with a black lace. She was tall and well-proportioned, and she looked elegant and sexy in this dress.

He got stunned for a moment. Then he got up and walked to the dinning room.

Clarissa had to follow him. When she stepped into the dinning room, she finally caught up with him.

"Sir, I'm so sorry for... what happened last night. I was drunk."

Anderson pulled a chair for her to sit down. He sat opposite her and said lightly, "It's alright."

After a pause, he added, "Anyway, it's my duty."

"What?"

Clarissa was a little confused. Before she could understand what he meant, a man came in from outside.

The man walked to Anderson and respectfully gave him two small red books, "Mr. Jordan, here you're."

"Okay." Anderson said and reached out to take them. After having a look, he casually gave one of them to Clarissa on the opposite side.

"Take a look."

Clarissa was stunned. She subconsciously felt that the red book was a little familiar, but why it looked like...

Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly took it over. When she saw the names and photo in it, she widened her eyes in surprise.

"What is... going on with this?"

Anderson glanced at her blandly.

Compared with her shocked face, he was much calmer. He put the marriage certificate aside and said in a low voice, "You signed it yourself. Do you forget it?"

Clarissa's eyes widened, "What did I sign?"

"Ha!" Anderson seemed to have expected her reaction and tapped on the table lightly with his fingers. David immediately handed Clarissa a document.

Clarissa took it over and had a look. It was a marriage application.