You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts - Chapter 532 - 248: You Call This Gentle? (3)

【Arranged Marriage, Love After Marriage+Sweet Pampering+Blessed Pregnancy+Clean Hands+Child Rearing Daily Life+CEO+Beloved Wife】Caden Hawthorne, the head of the Hawthorne Family, is a paranoid and domineering figure, ruthless and decisive in business battles, navigating both the underworld and high society. Due to his consistent wearing of Buddha Beads, he is known in the underworld as “The Patriarch.”Everyone says that the heir of the Aethelgard Circle's wealthiest Hawthorne Family is a faithful monk-like figure, sexually abstinent and cold, never tempted by beauty.Until the arrival of Vivian Lynch, the Lynch Family's adopted daughter, unloved by her parents and burdened with a leech of a spoiled younger brother.After their one-night reckless encounter, it was assumed their paths would not cross again, but surprisingly, a little over a month later, she was pregnant — with twins.She was brought into the Hawthorne Family, marrying Caden Hawthorne for the sake of their children, becoming the envy of all as Mrs. Hawthorne.Initially, Caden tossed her an agreement, coldly stating, “After the children are born, we'll get a divorce.”Later, her true lineage was revealed, and Caden was slapped in the face by his own actions, desperately clinging to her leg, crying, “Baby, I was wrong, please don't leave me.”One day, Caden was supporting a heavily pregnant Vivian in front of the reporters, announcing, “That's right, we're having a second child.”Vivian, aggrieved and holding her pregnant belly, her eyes tinged red, angrily retorted, “Get lost! Who wants to have your child, you jerk?”Henceforth, the abstinent Patriarch descended from his pedestal, transforming into a doting husband, insatiable in his affection.【Paranoid, abstinent heir of The Aethelgard Circle VS gentle, soft, truly blessed heiress】

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic.Why isn't it in the fan-fics then?Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic.Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this.If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

He went from an ordinary student to a god-level master in manufacturing.
Continuously progressing, processing range from hundreds of meters to tens of atoms, processing precision from microns to nanometers to atoms and molecules, everything was possible.
Wassenaar Accord? The embargo against China? What we have banned are technologies that China doesn’t care much about. Most of the member states have to import technology from China, shouldn’t the member states have a meeting to discuss and bring in China as well?
Forbidden chip sales? Is there a mistake? We barely managed to maintain our low-end market with a large amount of subsidies, it’s already good enough that China didn’t initiate an anti-dumping investigation. President, are you sick?
Hmm, it seems like living cells can be processed precisely as well. Do you need to refine the cancer cells that you are spreading out?

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【Substitute Marriage+Adorable Baby+Sweet Pampering+Both Leads Pure+Chasing Wife Drama+Anti-cliché+Face-slapping Revenge】A conspiracy, Ivy Kensington marries in place of another to the powerful Master Blackwood.During the day, she is his most disliked humble maid.At night, she becomes his bride, sharing intimacy every day.When the secret of the substitute marriage is revealed, Ivy Kensington takes her child and flees far away, only to be pursued relentlessly by the man: “Ivy Kensington, you can only be mine!”She pleads, struggles, yet cannot escape the cage the man has crafted for her.Four years later, Ivy Kensington returns with a stunning appearance and child, “Master Blackwood, long time no see.”The man becomes a doting husband, pampering her beyond measure: “Be good, call me hubby!”