Secretly Married for 4 Years, He Regrets to Tears After the Divorce-Chapter 77: The Temperature He Left Behind

Jason was envious when he heard this, but more than that, he offered his blessings. He immediately started addressing Wren Sutton as Mrs. Lancaster.

"President Lancaster, you’re a lucky man to have such a perfect wife."

Adrian Lancaster wrapped his arm around Wren Sutton, his face full of pride.

"Yes, my wife is exceptional. Having a good wife is truly a blessing."

"Mrs. Lancaster, you clearly have the look of someone who brings her husband good fortune."

"That’s why my business just keeps growing, expanding across countries and oceans to partner with you."

Jason let out a hearty laugh.

Wren Sutton didn’t pay attention to what the two men said after that.

She stood frozen, still reeling from his words.

In four years of marriage, Adrian Lancaster had never publicly announced who she was to him.

Keeping their marriage a secret had been a mandatory condition he’d set before they wed.

At the time, Wren Sutton had been blinded by love. To marry Adrian Lancaster, she’d agreed to anything, and the slight feeling of being wronged meant nothing to her.

In the past, she had hoped that Adrian Lancaster would one day announce her identity, allowing her to be Mrs. Lancaster openly and legitimately.

However, her hopes were always dashed. She waited year after year...

Now that she’d finally come to her senses and stopped caring about titles and status, Adrian Lancaster had said it.

Wren Sutton was lost in thought.

’What does he really mean by this?’

A moment later, a comment from Jason broke her train of thought.

"Mrs. Lancaster, I was wondering if you’d be interested in a friendly match."

Wren Sutton looked toward Adrian Lancaster.

’He’s the one paying for this, so he gets the final say.’

Adrian Lancaster knew what she was asking. His tone was gentle and indulgent as he replied, "It’s up to you. Play if you want to, don’t if you don’t."

Wren Sutton had a good first impression of Jason. Besides, Adrian Lancaster had asked her to come here to play golf; his earlier words were just for show.

She didn’t call him out or spoil the mood, simply agreeing to Jason’s proposal.

"We’ll play a par-4 hole. Two-person teams, alternate shots. The first team to sink the ball wins."

Wren Sutton had never played this format before, but it sounded interesting. She was willing to give it a try.

But aside from the caddies, there were only three of them: her, Adrian Lancaster, and Jason.

"How do we split into teams of two?"

Jason already had an idea.

"Call your best friend over. That’ll give us a perfect foursome. You and your husband can be a team, and I’ll team up with your friend."

"That’s a good idea, but I should ask my friend first and see if she’s willing."

"Alright, go ahead and ask."

「Three minutes later.」

Isla Griffith walked over, club in hand, radiating confidence. Even her hair seemed to shine with beauty.

Wren Sutton took the initiative to make the introductions.

"This is my best friend, Isla Griffith. And this is Mr. Joyce."

The two greeted each other and shook hands.

"Ms. Griffith, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

"Mr. Joyce, the pleasure is all mine."

"I’ve known President Lancaster for many years, but I’ve never beaten him at golf. I’m hoping to win today."

Isla Griffith’s spirits soared. "Let’s do it! Let’s beat Adrian Lancaster."

Adrian Lancaster sneered. "Don’t get ahead of yourselves."

Isla Griffith ignored him and focused on talking with Jason, discussing their strategy. The two of them hit it off immediately, chatting happily.

The two teams got ready, each taking their position at the designated tee box.

Adrian Lancaster took the first shot. His form was perfect and effortless, landing the ball on the green in a single stroke.

Jason took the second shot. His skill was on par with Adrian Lancaster’s, and he also landed his ball on the green in one.

A showdown between titans was always a sight to see.

Next, it was Wren Sutton’s turn.

The rules of the friendly match stipulated that each two-person team had to use the same club, with no substitutions allowed mid-game.

Wren Sutton took the club Adrian Lancaster handed her.

She recognized it at a glance as one of the world’s top golf club brands, with a price tag an ordinary person could barely imagine.

Its materials and craftsmanship were flawless.

It was a fine club, but it didn’t feel right in Wren Sutton’s hands. She couldn’t get a feel for it.

Just as she was trying to adjust her grip, Adrian Lancaster’s deep voice suddenly sounded by her ear.

"The club doesn’t feel right?"

"It feels a little awkward, compared to my own clubs..."

Before Wren Sutton could finish, Adrian Lancaster suddenly covered her hands with his.

He stood behind her, his warm, dry palms covering the backs of her hands. From any angle, it looked as though he was pulling her into his embrace.

"Hold it here. Relax your fingers, don’t grip it too tightly. It should feel similar to holding a steering wheel."

Wren Sutton’s body went rigid, and she stood frozen in place.

An indescribable sensation spread from her fingertips through her limbs. She suppressed her racing heart, trying to appear nonchalant.

’This is too sudden.’

’Couldn’t he have given me some warning before teaching me?’

Adrian Lancaster was focused on teaching. Aside from the unavoidable contact of their hands, he made no other frivolous moves. He was a perfect gentleman.

"That’s the feeling. Hold it right there. Very good."

After he finished his instruction, he reluctantly let go of her hands.

"Okay, I’ve got it."

Wren Sutton took a deep breath, and her tense body slowly began to relax. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The backs of her hands and her wrists were still warm. The lingering heat was a silent reminder of how tightly Adrian Lancaster had just been holding her.

...

Whether it was a problem with the club or Wren Sutton’s distraction, her swing wasn’t very good. She failed to play at her usual level.

Adrian Lancaster walked over and put an arm around her shoulder to comfort her. "It’s okay. It’s just a game. Winning or losing doesn’t matter."

Wren Sutton said nothing, simply handing the club back to Adrian Lancaster.

The game continued.

It was Isla Griffith’s turn.

She took the club from Jason, and the two of them high-fived.

Jason encouraged her, "Go on, you’re my lucky charm."

Isla Griffith held her breath. Her focused, calm expression looked incredibly cool from the side.

Once she was ready, she swung the club with a clean, swift motion.

"Beautiful!" Jason praised sincerely.

For now, their team was in the lead.

Adrian Lancaster was unconcerned. With an easy swing, he turned the tables.

The pressure was on for Jason, and his performance was only average.

Isla Griffith did her best as well, but ultimately couldn’t sink the shot.

Now, all eyes were on Wren Sutton.

She took a deep breath, cleared her mind of all distractions, and with a calm, steady swing, successfully sank the ball into the hole.

"Wow, that’s incredible."

Amazement flashed in Jason’s eyes again as he applauded. "Mrs. Lancaster, you’re really a dark horse."

Wren Sutton smiled humbly. "Just lucky."

Jason didn’t forget to congratulate Adrian Lancaster. "President Lancaster wins again."

Adrian Lancaster was in high spirits. "All thanks to my wife."

With the game over, Jason and Adrian Lancaster started discussing business. Amid their lighthearted conversation, they sealed a deal with a profit of up to seven billion, which they would split fifty-fifty.

Just then, something clicked in Wren Sutton’s mind, and she instantly understood everything.

’No wonder Adrian Lancaster told Jason who I was. It was because their companies are collaborating, and he needed to win Jason’s trust.’

’Even though Jason is of mixed heritage, he’s lived abroad for years and his company is based there. Due to cultural influences, he places great importance on a business partner’s fidelity to their family and marriage.’

’So that’s how it was...’

Wren Sutton gave a self-deprecating smile, a dull ache spreading through her heart.