CHAPTER 180: CHAPTER 180: YOU DON’T WANT TO MARRY ME

No one has ever been able to throw him into such disarray in an instant, yet a single tear from Seraphina Sinclair could leave him flustered.

Her reaction caused the tears in Seraphina Sinclair’s eyes to pour out like rain. She cried and threw herself into his arms, chokingly saying, "Desmond Fairchild, why, why are you so good to me?"

"I’m not good enough to you." Desmond Fairchild held her tightly in his arms, not feeling that he was as good to Seraphina Sinclair as he could be.

If he were truly good, she wouldn’t have wanted to leave before.

"Ever since I was a child, other than my dad, you’re the first person to care if I’m hungry or not." As Seraphina Sinclair spoke, her tears streamed down even more fiercely.

In the past, aside from her parents, no one cared if she was warm or had enough to eat. Her friends cared for her, but no one paid attention to these small details.

Desmond Fairchild truly took care of her in the most meticulous way. She couldn’t understand what she had done to deserve such a great man. She always felt that as a divorced woman, she was unworthy of him.

The more she thought this way, the more sorrowful Seraphina Sinclair felt in her heart.

She wished she could leave all her best for the man she loved and not...

"Silly girl, maybe I haven’t been a good enough husband. This is my first time being in love too, and there are many things I don’t understand. It should be the same for you. I can’t guarantee I’ll do my best, but I’ll surely do better in the future." Desmond Fairchild held Seraphina Sinclair’s tear-streaked face, seriously speaking to her.

"But I don’t deserve it." Seraphina Sinclair bit her red lips, tears once again sliding down her face.

Facing Desmond Fairchild, she always felt she was a step below him, always felt she wasn’t worthy of him, which is why she resisted his approach before.

"Seraphina, there’s no such thing as deserving or not. I know you care a lot about your past, but the past isn’t your fault. And isn’t your most beautiful things mine too? Our future is still long; you have to believe you’re more fitting for me than anyone else." Desmond Fairchild understood Seraphina Sinclair’s feelings, gently stroking her face with eyes full of tenderness.

She had been through so much, none of it her fault.

He only regretted not meeting her sooner; had he appeared earlier, perhaps she would have suffered less.

Unfortunately, time cannot go back, so now all he can do is treat her so well that she forgets all those past pains.

"Desmond Fairchild, let’s get married." Seraphina Sinclair sobbed, but her expression was earnest.

God knows how long Desmond Fairchild had waited for this day. He stared at Seraphina Sinclair incredulously, "Are you serious?"

Seraphina Sinclair nodded firmly, "Yes, I want to marry you."

She didn’t want to wait another second, and in this instant, she wanted madly to marry this man.

"Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear those words from you?" Desmond Fairchild was so happy he didn’t know what to say. "If we’re getting married, we have to announce it to the media and prepare a wedding, so it looks like we’ll be busy for a while."

But Seraphina Sinclair shook her head, "I don’t want a grand ceremony. Let’s just register officially, is that okay with you?"

She wanted to marry Desmond Fairchild but didn’t want to announce it to the world.

"Why?" Desmond Fairchild didn’t think it was a bad idea; he just wanted to hear her reason.

Of course, he wanted the whole world to know Seraphina Sinclair was his, but if Seraphina didn’t want that, he could only comply with her.

Still, he wanted to know why she wanted to keep it private.

Their relationship had already been buzzing in the media, with everyone already considering her the wife of the president of Cloudsea Group, so suddenly announcing a marriage wouldn’t be abrupt.

Therefore, he was curious about why Seraphina Sinclair wanted a private marriage.

"I always feel unworthy of you." Seraphina Sinclair wiped her tears, hesitating, "I really want to marry you at this moment, but many people know about my past. I don’t want my past to tarnish your life through our marriage, so I..."

She had thought Desmond Fairchild would understand her if she said this, but instead, they watched his face darken from the moment she started speaking.

"Desmond Fairchild, what’s wrong?" Seraphina Sinclair noticed the air pressure around them drop significantly, looking up at Desmond Fairchild and finding those dark, intense eyes full of accumulated anger, as if he’d choke her if she dared say one more word.

Desmond Fairchild remained silent, his deep eyes boring into her like dead pools.

She nervously scooted back a bit, softly asking, "What’s wrong with you? Why are you silent?"

The more she retreated, the more Desmond Fairchild leaned in, his towering figure looming over her, his deep black eyes chillingly serene.

"Desmond Fairchild..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her red lips were captured by an angry kiss.

Unlike the previous kisses, this time, Desmond Fairchild’s kiss came fiercely with anger. He seized her chattering little mouth, biting down hard on her lips, making Seraphina Sinclair cry out in pain.

She struggled to break free from Desmond Fairchild’s hold, glaring at him unhappily, "Desmond Fairchild, what are you doing out of nowhere!"

Reaching up to touch her lips, she could feel a faint taste of blood.

Is this man part dog? Why’d he bite her?

"This is punishment." Desmond Fairchild pinched her delicate chin, leaning down to kiss her lips again, softly licking away the bloodstain from the corner of her mouth.

Seraphina Sinclair pushed him away again, her temper rising as well, "What did I do wrong for you to bite me? Do you know how much that hurt?"

"Do you know how much what you said hurt me here?" Desmond Fairchild guided Seraphina Sinclair’s hand to rest on his chest, "Can you feel its pain?"

Seraphina Sinclair was stunned, her slightly parted red lips showing her current confusion.

Desmond Fairchild knew she didn’t understand, his thin lips forming words softly, "Seraphina, when you can let it all go, we can talk about marriage again."

"You don’t want to marry me?" Seraphina Sinclair’s mind was in a panic, asking reflexively.

"I want to marry you, but I don’t want to marry this version of you who lacks confidence in herself." Desmond Fairchild stroked her head, softening his tone, "You’re no less than anyone else, and you don’t need to feel inferior. You’re the leader of Kevin, you have the status and strength to match me, understand?"

"But I was once married before. If we do get married, I fear you won’t withstand the social scrutiny." Seraphina Sinclair knew the internet world too well, anxiously withdrawing her hand.

If their marriage were announced, surely gossip reporters and financial news would write about it, and how they portray it would be anyone’s guess.

Originally, the union of Kevin and Cloudsea Group should bring significant benefits to both companies. But her past scandals could very easily drag Cloudsea Group down, drag Desmond Fairchild down.