The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 282: The Bride

Inside the Maybach.

As soon as Damian Knight sat in the car, the driver, knowing the mood, lowered the special partition, separating the front and rear seats into two worlds.

Damian Knight’s tall figure made Summer Monroe feel the air become constricted the moment he entered.

Especially with the partition down, she felt even more uneasy.

But Damian Knight appeared utterly calm and collected.

Summer Monroe inwardly cursed herself for lacking courage.

It was just a marriage of convenience, so why was she as nervous as an actual bride?

While Summer Monroe was mulling this over, Damian Knight suddenly handed her something that looked like a contract.

She asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Damian Knight nonchalantly replied, "The three stipulations you mentioned before, I’ve made it into a contract. Take a look, and if there’s no issue, just sign it. We’ll each keep a copy."

Summer Monroe paused, instinctively looking at the contract.

The content was filled up entirely; she was Party B, and Damian Knight was Party A.

Summer Monroe had thought Damian Knight intended to exploit her, but upon closer inspection, she realized the terms mainly benefited her, heavily restricting Damian Knight. For instance, "If Party A becomes overly intimate with someone of the opposite sex, Party B can file for divorce and has the right to make Party A leave with nothing" and so on.

But there was only one restriction on her, and that was also not to become overly intimate with the opposite sex; otherwise, she too would leave with nothing.

Simply put, it was a contract that was all benefit and no harm to her.

Seeing this, Summer Monroe looked at Damian Knight in shock...

"Damian Knight," Summer Monroe couldn’t help but ask, "Did you draft this contract yourself?"

Damian Knight nodded, asking, "What’s wrong? Is there a problem?"

"No..." Summer Monroe pointed at the contract, "Did you mix up Party A and B? As Party A, why would you impose so many restrictions on yourself?"

Damian Knight gave her a deep look, "Don’t worry, I didn’t get it wrong. If you have no other opinions, just sign it."

Summer Monroe was stunned; so he didn’t make a mistake?

Then why did he do this?

However, Damian Knight seemed to read her thoughts and said blandly, "This way, you’ll feel secure marrying me, right?"

Summer Monroe was taken aback, a multitude of doubts arising, and she couldn’t help but ask, "Damian Knight, do you... have feelings for me?"

So he repeatedly proposed marriage, so to ease her mind, he created a bunch of restrictive clauses on himself.

As Summer Monroe finished speaking, from an angle she couldn’t see, Damian Knight’s palm slowly clenched.

Two seconds later, Damian Knight turned his gaze aside and said, "I don’t dislike you. Liking... not really, don’t flatter yourself, this is just a formal marriage, don’t have any illusions about me."

Summer Monroe felt embarrassed, "Why would I have any illusions about you! Don’t flatter yourself!"

Damian Knight snorted, "That’s for the best."

Summer Monroe hesitated, gritted her teeth, and signed her name quickly.

Why wouldn’t she sign a contract that did her no harm?

It was better that Damian Knight didn’t like her; if he did, she wouldn’t dare marry so easily! A relationship complicates things; it wouldn’t be a purely fake marriage anymore.

For the moment, both of them stared silently at their respective windows.

The atmosphere had a kind of stagnated silence.

Ten minutes later, the Maybach pulled up in front of a private restaurant.

When Summer Monroe got out and saw the restaurant’s sign, she stopped in her tracks, seeing the sign read, in bold gold letters, "Luna Restaurant".