Delia's first love became her brother-in-law. To avoid a scandal, her family kept setting her up on blind dates. She heard that billionaire Elijah had a popular game called the "Three-Month Lover." In order to escape her family's matchmaking, she entered a three-month contract relationship with the notorious playboy. Delia cautiously asked him, "Why do you want to marry me?" "Delia, you are my destiny." Delia blinked. Elijah leisurely closed the file in his hands and said, "So, to keep things fair, we get married. Now that you're officially Mrs. Johnson, I'll also be the one who stays with you the longest." Delia: "..." That actually sounds absurd. Before meeting Elijah, Delia believed she would never fall in love again. After marrying Elijah, Delia was even more certain she never would.
Chapter 1 The Second Young Lady of the Martinez Family
The airport was bustling with people, and a sweet female voice echoed over the intercom, announcing flight schedules.
As the plane from California landed in City A, passengers flooded out in a hurry.
A slender girl emerged from the terminal, dragging her suitcase behind her. She wore a T-shirt with English letters printed on it, paired with dark blue pencil pants. Her naturally wavy hair was tied into a ponytail.
With fair skin, a tall and slender figure, and an aura of cleanliness and serenity, she stood out in the crowd.
John, who had come to pick her up, spotted her immediately and quickly stepped forward to take her suitcase. "Second Young Lady."
Delia glanced around. Besides John, there was no one else there to greet her. A faint, self-mocking smile appeared on her lips.
Perhaps she had been abroad for too long-so long that no one even remembered she existed.
But that was fine. There was still plenty of time ahead.
Once they left the airport, Delia got into the car and closed her eyes to rest. John placed her suitcase in the trunk, then got into the driver's seat. Looking at her resting figure through the rearview mirror, he hesitated.
Before he came, the eldest young lady had instructed him to take Delia to the Anderson family for dinner. However, he still needed to ask for her opinion.
Seeing that she had closed her eyes, he assumed she was asleep and chose not to speak. He started the car and merged into the traffic.
After a more than ten-hour flight, Delia felt drowsy as soon as she got into the car. However, it wasn't long before she was startled awake by the sharp blaring of car horns.
Noticing that the car was at a standstill, she glanced out the window. They were in the heart of the bustling city. Crowds filled the lively streets, and towering skyscrapers gleamed magnificently under the sunlight.
Rubbing her weary eyes, she asked, "Uncle John, what's going on?"
John glanced at her through the rearview mirror. "Second Young Lady, this road is always congested. You should get some rest. I'll wake you when we arrive."
Delia was a light sleeper. Once awakened, she found it difficult to fall asleep again.
The cars ahead moved in a stop-and-go fashion, inching forward every now and then.
After about half an hour, Delia had completely lost her patience. When she saw an opening in the traffic, she instructed John to overtake the vehicles ahead.
John had been the Martinez family's driver for years and had excellent driving skills. Following Delia's suggestion, he skillfully maneuvered past several cars.
However, another Maybach also seemed to be in a hurry and was frequently switching lanes. John miscalculated and accidentally rear-ended it.
Luckily, the speed wasn't high, and no one was injured-only the other vehicle was damaged.
John's face turned pale with fear, and he stammered, "S-Second Young Lady... what do we do?"
The owner of the car was clearly someone of high status. Judging by the unique license plate, it was obvious that this was not a person to be trifled with.
Delia furrowed her brows slightly, pursed her lips, and stepped out of the car. She walked forward and knocked on the window of the other vehicle.
The man in the driver's seat had just unfastened his seatbelt, preparing to get out and inspect the damage. Hearing the knock, he looked up at Delia through the glass.
Slowly, he rolled down the window. Before he could say anything, Delia spoke first. "Do you have a pen and paper?"
Alan was caught off guard. He stared at her in confusion until Delia repeated her request. Only then did he snap out of his daze and hand her a pen and paper.
From the rearview mirror, he had seen her getting out of the car behind them-she was clearly the one responsible for the accident.
Delia swiftly wrote down a phone number and a name.
The number was engraved in her memory. Even after three years, she could still recite it backward.
Chapter 1 The Second Young Lady of the Martinez Family
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Chapter 2 She's Back
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Chapter 3 Everything is Fine
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Chapter 4 Don't Eat Too Much at Night
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Chapter 5 These Years, Always Alone
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Chapter 6 Then What Should I Call You
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Chapter 7 She Was an Outsider
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Chapter 8 You're Really Good-Looking
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Chapter 9 Do You Know the Rules
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