Ring On My Finger, Crown On My Head

t the man was her

d expression during their registratio

y dark. Cold scorn filled his ey

d one hand and gave

the eyes of the law. She couldn'

r, his brow furrowed. "W

iends," she answ

aze and looked her ov

into a cold and mocking smile. "Who

tone cut deepl

rt-but nothing came. Because

so-called friends who'd fawned over her were long gone too. Fa

en assumed her reaction prove

ou're planning." Caiden stepped closer, his tall frame looming over her. "We're mar

e from the beginning. So he'd decided to ke

n in front of her and let o

e signed a piece of paper. That's it. We're still strangers

r glance-she turned and heade

ing figure while his frown grew dee

r to the private lounge, everyone

showed his face! It's the newlywed himself! You're a real piece of work, yo

found out because he was chatting with your fath

mood. He tugged his tie loose before sinking onto the sofa.

ce was impossible to miss. "My old man went on a hunger strike to f

ed at one anot

w. "So which family is she from? Your father wou

d. They did us a favor years ago, so my dad dec

s she look like?"

g face, and he also remembered her cutting

itted before his face turned cold

ing married and claiming to "see friends" wa

he looked over at Ashton. "I thought you said your sister

quickly spread t

" Sawyer said with dramatic regret. "Two

, but not stuck-up like those socialites who spend al

e way she presents herself. It's easy to understand

compliments, one of his eyebrows rose. For the first

smiled at Caiden. "I'll introd

h a simple nod and a