Chapter 6 Agreed to be His Wife
Abigail was angry at the behavior of the man in front of her, biting her lip tightly, unsure of what to choose.
Oliver continued, "Abigail, among all the applicants, you are the most suitable person to be the mother of my child! That is why I value you so much."
"The agreement I mentioned earlier still stands."
"As long as you agree, I will immediately take you to the hospital."
Abigail knew that if she got off the car, there would only be one consequence of being entangled by Maxwell!
But if she didn't get off the car...
"I said our agreement is only for three years."
"During these three years, as my wife and the mother of my children, you will take care of them diligently and provide them with motherly love."
"After three years, we will divorce, and you can leave with a large sum of money."
Abigail looked at the man, "What about us..." during those three years, would he not touch her?
Oliver replied indifferently, "Don't worry, I will respect your opinion."
After all, whether to touch or not to touch...
"He doesn't really care. Just a woman. If he wanted to, he would have had countless opportunities by now."
"Okay," Abigail agreed, "I will be your wife."
"But let me make it clear, although we will be married, it will be a marriage of convenience! And we must keep it a secret!"
"All right," Oliver replied.
The matter was settled.
Oliver ordered, "Drive to the hospital."
But on the way to the hospital...
Abigail endured a torturous experience.
In the confined car, the presence of the man next to her was too strong! His handsome features were cold and stern.
That coldness, along with the strong scent emanating from him, constantly reminded Abigail of this damn temptation...
"...," Abigail glared at him fiercely.
Finally, she had to look away, her voice weakly asking, "Can we open the window..."
Her face turned red.
Her fists clenched tightly.
Why hadn't they arrived at the hospital yet?
She gritted her teeth, counting the minutes in her mind.
She tightened the buttons on her dress.
Oliver glanced over.
Seeing the cautious manner of the woman at this moment, he couldn't help but feel that the temperature in the car seemed to have risen a few degrees!
"Turn up the air conditioning," he coldly instructed the driver.
Meanwhile, his broad and elegant hand grabbed Abigail's hand, which was clasping the buttons, and warned her in a cold voice, "Don't move! We will be at the hospital soon."
Abigail initially complied.
The air conditioning in the car was high, and the icy wind kept her quiet.
But...
Soon enough, it seemed as though the temperature in the car rose again!
Abigail became restless again.
She hugged her own shoulders, trembling in the corner of the car.
The man's cold gaze fell upon her, and Abigail looked into his indifferent eyes. "Mr. Kensington, how much longer until we reach the hospital? I..."
Oliver remained silent.
At that moment, Abigail suddenly leaned closer to him and kissed Oliver's thin lips, radiating warmth.
Oliver froze.
In his twenty-eight years of life, no woman had ever gotten close to him!
Of course, he had never kissed anyone before either, as he found the exchange of saliva unclean!
The human saliva is full of bacteria, and he is a germaphobe!
But at this moment...
Oliver's face darkened.
He pushed Abigail away, his gaze as cold as if he wanted to kill her. "Behave yourself! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind throwing you out right now!"
Abigail could only shrink back into the corner and tightly hug her shoulders.
Her aggrieved look resembled an abandoned kitten.
Oliver glanced at her once more, "... "
In that bowl of soup, Sharon added quite a lot of things! If it weren't for her scratching her arm earlier, she wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.
At this moment, her ears were buzzing, and she pitifully looked at the man's icy expression!
Oliver turned his head, not wanting to look at her current appearance.
This woman has really strong willpower.
Thinking this way, out of nowhere, the woman approached Oliver again, "..."
He had overestimated her!
She grabbed onto the man's shirt like an octopus, not daring to be too bold, and carefully kissed him again on the lips...
"Abigail!" Oliver was furious.
This woman was like an indestructible cockroach, constantly challenging his limits.
He pushed the woman away again and warned her coldly.
The driver, looking through the rearview mirror, accidentally saw the black look on his boss's face and thought to himself, the new young miss probably doesn't know that his boss has serious cleanliness issues and most women cannot get close to him...
He quietly raised the partition in the back of the car.
Oliver couldn't take it anymore and directly knocked Abigail unconscious!
Seeing the woman faint there, she finally behaved.
Those black eyes were filled with primal danger, but even more so, a desire to kill! He gritted his teeth and said, "Open the window!"
The driver immediately rolled down the car window.
A cool breeze blew in, dispersing the irritability in the car.
Oliver straightened out his messed up shirt. Looking at the woman lying next to him, he also buttoned up her thin nightwear.
Oliver felt a bit thirsty; it was all because of this woman!
He gazed out of the car window, frowning.
Finally, they arrived at the hospital.
Oliver instructed the driver, "Carry her inside."
"Yes."
The driver followed the order.
But when it was really time to carry her, he felt a bit hesitant!
How should he carry her? She was the future young miss, and he couldn't carry her and not carry her...
Oliver also finally realized this.
Thinking about how Abigail would soon become his wife, and her current clothes were nightwear, how could he let other people touch her?
"Move aside."
He said indifferently.
Walking over, he disdainfully carried Abigail horizontally.
At the emergency room, the doctor inquired about the situation.
With a somber face, Oliver told the doctor, "She ate something unclean!"
The doctor paused for a moment.
Then he understood.
He glanced at the delicate and exceptionally attractive Abigail, then looked at Oliver. "Is she your girlfriend? If she is, you can take care of her."
Oliver furrowed his brows.
The doctor continued, "What needs to be absorbed is already in her bloodstream. Bringing her to the hospital won't make much of a difference."
"I'll give her a shot to promote metabolism and help her eliminate the impurities absorbed into her blood as soon as possible."
"Find a way to make her sweat it out, and she'll be fine."
Then the doctor gave Abigail a shot to promote metabolism and let Oliver take her away.
Outside the hospital gate.
The driver looked at Oliver, who had already gotten into the car, "Master, where are we going now?"
He was not sure.
Next, I will take you, Master, and the future young miss back home, or...
"Find a nearby hotel."
"Yes!"
The driver immediately started the car.
They soon arrived at a nearby seven-star hotel.
Oliver carried Abigail and entered the hotel's presidential suite.