Save Myself From Desperation novel Chapter 6

The next morning dawned with gentle, warm sunlight streaming through the window.

Ashley's eyelashes fluttered as she slowly awakened from her slumber.

She gazed at the unfamiliar ceiling overhead. It took her a moment to realize she was in Valentin's room.

She and Valentin got their marriage license yesterday, and she would be living there from now on.

Ashley got up from the bed, noticing the healing scar on her calf.

The ointment Valentin had Gavyn bring over was proving quite effective.

At breakfast, Zain sat at the head of the table, with Ashley taking her place beside Valentin.

Zain couldn't help but beam with joy when he looked at Ashley. "Valentin, let's pick a good day soon to hold the wedding ceremony for you and Ashley! It'll also be the perfect time to announce your marriage!"

Valentin nodded slightly. "Okay."

Ashley was startled, and under the table, she gently kicked his leg with hers.

Valentin's breath hitched, and he glanced down to see Ashley's leg gently against his. Through their thin clothes, he could distinctly feel the softness and warmth of her leg.

Valentin's gaze darkened.

He looked at her and seemed to question with his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Ashley leaned in and whispered in his ear, "We just signed a divorce agreement yesterday, agreeing to divorce in a year. Announcing our marriage now will make the divorce more troublesome, won't it?"

Valentin frowned.

Ashley continued in a low voice, "So, let's skip the wedding for now and keep the marriage secret, okay?"

His gaze darkening, Valentin looked at her intently for a long time before turning away without expression.

Ashley turned to Zain and smiled, "Let's not rush the wedding. We can talk about it later."

However, Zain was eager for grandchildren.

"Ashley, the wedding is ultimately up to you. It's okay if you want to hold it later, but don't make me wait too long."

Ashley smiled politely and said something else, smoothly steering the conversation away from the wedding topic.

After breakfast, Zain returned to the Kingsley Manor because he didn't live at the Kingsley Villa.

It was the weekend, and Valentin didn't have to go to the office.

He sat on the living room sofa, wearing a loose, thin sweater, flipping through a finance magazine with a casual yet noble demeanor. His hands had pronounced knuckles.

Remembering the ointment from last night, Ashley rolled her eyes and went upstairs to fetch it. Approaching Valentin with the ointment, she coughed awkwardly and said, "This ointment is really effective. You have a bite mark on your wrist. Maybe you can try it?"

He didn't look up from his magazine. "No need."

Ashley blinked. "You want to keep that bite mark forever?"

Finally, he looked up from the magazine and stared at her, his tone cold. "Aren't you always thinking about divorcing me? Why bother with this?"

Ashley didn't know how to respond.

He scrutinized her, his eyes intense and piercing. "What if I want to keep this mark?"

Ashley was choked by his words.

She thought, 'What a strange preference.

'Who likes to keep scars on themselves?'

'I remembered I did not bite him that hard, yet the mark left.

'Fine, since he doesn't want to use the ointment, I won't insist.' She turned to leave.

Valentin casually stretched out his legs.