The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 464: You Are My Wife

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Chapter 464: Chapter 464: You Are My Wife

Principal Payne, being quite perceptive, sensed the subtle relationship between the two and quickly said, "I’ll go handle Rachel Ross’s matter first, you two take your time to chat."

As he spoke, Principal Payne took the director of academic affairs, who had just stepped out of the classroom, and left.

University life is different from high school. Not only are many students dating, but quite a few are married once they reach the legal age. This is especially true for the doctoral and graduate students at Crestfall University, where even the teachers are eager to help find partners, so both the principal and the director of academic affairs aren’t surprised—they even help create opportunities.

On the contrary, Summer Monroe felt a bit uneasy. She scratched her head and asked, "Why are you here? I called for Julian Kingston..."

Hearing this, Damian Knight frowned with displeasure and asked, "He can come, but I can’t?"

"No, it’s just..." Summer paused and said, "Haven’t you been really busy these past few days? You’ve been out of sight, almost like you disappeared, so I’m just surprised you came."

Damian gazed deeply at Summer, moved his lips, and said, "I’ve been pondering a question these past few days."

"What question?"

"A question that has a significant impact on my life, so I haven’t reached out to you."

"Have you finished thinking about it now?"

Damian choked, and a suspicious flush appeared on his cheeks.

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly, turned his eyes away, and said, "I’ve finished thinking and have come to a conclusion. But I don’t know how to handle it."

Summer sighed and said, "When the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten itself out. Take your time, you’ll figure it out eventually. By the way, why did you come instead of Julian Kingston?"

Hearing Summer mention Julian again, Damian’s face darkened, and he said, "It’s more appropriate for me to come than him."

"Why?"

Damian blurted out, "Because I’m your husband."

"..." Summer was stunned, and her heartbeat went out of control.

But soon, Summer turned her eyes away and said, "Don’t say things like that at school. Our marriage is just a temporary arrangement."

"I know." Damian gazed deeply at Summer, but in his heart, he thought: soon he would turn this temporary arrangement into the real deal.

He hadn’t contacted Summer for a few days and had been taking sleeping pills those days.

It wasn’t until today, when he saw Julian Kingston’s message, that he could no longer control his urge to find Summer.

It was at that moment he finally realized he liked Summer!

His feelings for Summer were not just ordinary friendship; he wanted to turn her into his girlfriend, or rather, his real wife.

But before that, he needed to consult Ryder Quinn carefully on how to pursue a girl. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

He had never pursued a girl before and hadn’t even interacted much with the opposite sex, so he needed to learn well to avoid scaring Summer.

Damian was lost in his thoughts, naturally not noticing the blush on Summer’s cheeks.

At this moment, Mio Osborne’s displeased voice sounded, "Summer, class isn’t over yet, how long are you going to stay outside?!"

Summer snapped back to reality, the blush on her face fading. She turned her cold gaze to Mio Osborne, then turned to Damian and said, "You should head back, handle Rachel Ross’s matter well, I don’t want to see her again."

Damian nodded slightly and said, "Don’t worry, Rachel Ross won’t appear in front of you again."

He would hire the best legal team to ensure that even if Rachel wasn’t sentenced to death, she would at least get life imprisonment.

He wouldn’t let anyone who tried to harm his future wife get away!

"You go back and focus on your class. Leave the rest to me."

"Alright." Summer’s expression was calm, but inside, her emotions were surging.

She made an effort to appear less happy and quickly turned back to the classroom.