A Crazy One-night Stand

Chapter 25: Let’s Register Our Marriage Tomorrow

Wilson got off the car with Alina. He entered a password in a digital lock at the apartment's entrance.

The gate opened and Wilson stepped in. Alina immediately followed him.

After entering the gate, there were several elevators. One of them looked different from the rest. Wilson

went straight to it and entered another string of passwords. The elevator doors opened.

Alina gaped in surprise as she looked at the private elevator that she had never seen before. Wilson

urged her, "Come in!"

"Oh, alright!" Alina immediately responded and stepped into the elevator.

When she stepped into the elevator, Alina looked around in wonder. The design of the elevator was

simple yet grand. There was a built-in TV inside the elevator that was playing the news.

The elevator went straight to the 66th floor. When the elevator door opened, it opened up into the

apartment's living room.

Alina was once again astonished. Even though she wasn't an architect, as a landscape designer, she

had seen countless buildings and designs. However, she had never seen such a unique and luxurious

design where the elevator is directly attached to the apartment.

"Go take a shower." Wilson had already sat down in front of the sofa. He took out a remote control and

turned on the TV.

Hearing that, Alina became anxious. Wasn't someone going to send her clothes later? She didn't have

any clothes with her now. What did she have to wear after she took a shower? Did she have to put her

torn gown back on? Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

She clenched her fists. Alina decided to shamelessly borrow some clothes from Wilson, at least a clean

shirt would do. Then she heard Wilson say, "There is a new bathrobe in the shower. Wear that first, and

Simon will send clothes later. Except for the room on the far left, you can choose any other room."

"Thank you!" Alina thanked him again and hurried to take a shower.

Alina took a shower and dried her hair. When she came out, she saw Wilson still sitting on the sofa. He

was watching the financial channel.

Seeing that Alina was wearing the bathrobe as she walked out, he asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"I'm fine!" She replied awkwardly. They had an encounter in the past, and right now, they were both

alone in the apartment.

"Come here and sit for a while!" Wilson said.

Alina came over and sat on another sofa next to Wilson.

Wilson poured her a glass of warm water and asked, "In addition to what we had discussed at the

restaurant, do you have any other requirements for our marriage?"

The question was so unexpected that it caught Alina by surprise. She was stunned for a moment, then

she shook her head. "No, I don't have any other requirements!" She thought, "Should I really get

married to him? We live in two totally different worlds!"

Wilson nodded. "Do you have time tomorrow?"

Alina thought for a while and replied, "Tomorrow I will be at the hospital taking care of Mike!"

"Apart from that?"

"I'd have to go back home for a while!"

"Alright, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau first tomorrow morning to register our marriage, and then I

will accompany you back home before taking you to the hospital!" Wilson said casually as if it was not a

big deal for him to get married. In fact, it was true. If the bride was not Rosalie Baker, then marriage

didn't mean anything to Wilson.

Alina felt like a bomb was dropped on her. She said anxiously, "Aren't we proceeding too quickly?"

Wilson looked up at Alina. "Do you regret it? Or, are you afraid?"

"No, no!" Alina tried to explain that she was not ready yet.

Wilson assured her, "I have someone in my heart, so do you. The person in my heart will never come

back to life again, but you could still meet the person whom you love. I am at a disadvantage here with

this marriage arrangement."

Alina's eyes widened and she looked at Wilson in surprise. Turned out that he knew everything. Wilson

knew that she agreed to marry him was not because she needed him to take responsibility, but to avoid

getting hurt again. At the very least, they won't hurt each other.

Wilson continued, "Since we don't love each other, we won't hurt each other. We can get along like

friends or even relatives. So, don't feel stressed! Go to sleep!"

"Okay." Alina suddenly stood up and fled upstairs. She randomly picked a room and closed the door

behind her. After locking the door, she lay on the bed with her hands wrapped around her chest.

Staring at the chandelier above her head, her mind swirled in confusion and hesitation.