C15 Did I Harass You?

Harlan pulled the blanket over her and covered her with it. He then turned around and took off his suit before answering, "That depends on your ability."

Darren was annoyed and retorted, "She's sleeping on your bed, not mine."

"..." Harlan pinched his forehead and said, "Alright, let's go back and sleep."

Darren turned around and looked at the person on the bed reluctantly. "Then you have to keep Auntie here."

When they left, he closed the door for them.

His daddy and aunt were sleeping on the same bed. Would he be able to be an elder brother tomorrow?

The cool breeze of the early summer night blew through the curtains, making the room feel more comfortable.

Renee seemed to have sensed the chill and pulled her head into the blanket.

She was not sleeping very soundly, and her long eyebrows were knitted.

Harlan sat on the sofa, his dark eyes even more silent than the endless night.

When he found out that she was the second young lady of the Haver family and the young mistress of the Troup family, who stole his brother-in-law and forced his sister to leave the country, he felt that she was the best candidate for his wife.

It was impossible for him to sit on Mrs. Carrell's position without any tricks and schemes. He did not need a decorative vase.

Even so, Darren would not give her a chance to hurt him.

At least, that was what he thought at the beginning.

However, after interacting with her for a few times, he felt that she was different from the rumors.

Although he was thick-skinned, he was not vicious.

He just felt that Mrs. Carrell was very suitable for the title.

There was no reason.

Harlan walked to the bedside and reached out his hand to smooth her eyebrows. His long fingers stopped on her slightly opened lips.

There were some things that once eaten, it would sink deep into the bone marrow.

He didn't want to let go.

It was a strange feeling.

After a long time, the man's voice almost drowned in the heavy night, "Good night, Mrs. Carrell."

...

The glaring sunlight shone through the light curtains into the room. Renee rubbed her eyes that were in pain from the strong light and stretched her body. She sat up and realized that this was not her room.

The fragmented memories from last night flashed in her mind.

The last clear scene was actually …

Renee raised her head and looked at the person sitting on the sofa. She almost bit her own tongue.

The man was dressed in casual clothes. Under the short sleeves, his arms were strong and his body was mostly buried in the soft cushion behind him. His fingertips were flipping through the documents on his legs, and the papers made a rustling sound.

It was obviously a lazy posture, but it did not weaken his powerful aura at all.

It was natural and casual.

The golden light enveloped his body, making him look like a god that had walked out from ancient times.

He was handsome and cold.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, Harlan's hand paused for a moment. He raised his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Did I wake you up?"

Renee came back to her senses and blushed. "Then... Thank you for what happened last night."

"Are you talking about bringing me back, or..." Before she could finish her sentence, Harlan suddenly stopped and looked at her with a meaningful gaze.

Renee gritted her teeth. It was over. Although her memories were a little blurry, it seemed that she did something that she shouldn't have done.

She asked tentatively, "Mr. Carrell, did I... violate you?"

The man pondered for a moment as if he was thinking about the meaning of the word. After a moment, he replied with certainty, "Yes."

Renee's face instantly turned pale. She grabbed her messy hair, opened the blanket, and ran to the sofa opposite him barefoot. Her bright eyes looked around as if she was thinking of a countermeasure.

Harlan looked at her feet that were not wearing shoes and closed the documents in his hand. "Miss Haver, I have never been a casual person."

Renee's mouth twitched. It was the first time they met, yet she was already asking for a divorce and marrying him. It was not casual at all.

After a long while, she finally made a decision after thinking about it.

"I will take responsibility."

"Hmm?" There was an imperceptible rise in Harlan's voice.

Renee's expression was serious, but she did not seem to be forced. She asked, "Mr. Carrell, do you still mean what you said? You want me to divorce you and marry you."

"Of course."

Renee took a deep breath and said, "Alright, I promise you."

Harlan asked, "What happened?"

Renee didn't just agree to his request because he kissed her last night.

Renee didn't expect the man to see through her thoughts with just a few words. In any case, this marriage was to help each other, so she didn't have anything to hide from him.

"Actually, the reason why I did that last night was because I drank some alcohol. They wanted me to divorce. Besides, I have a lot of things to do. Mr. Carrell, you said before that being Mrs. Carrell is much better than being Mrs. Scarlett. Can I say that your power is above the Troup family's?"

The Troup family was the most powerful backer of Carlton. If she wanted to deal with him, she would have to face the Troup family directly.

Therefore, she needed a stronger backer.

The man nodded and said, "Sure."

Hearing his answer, Renee was even more sure of her thoughts, "Mr. Carrell, although my request is somewhat unreasonable, I still hope that this marriage is just a formality. We each take what we need. You can use me to complete what you want, and I can also use Mrs. Carrell's name to complete my goal."

This marriage could have a conspiracy, a scheme, and a use.

But there would be no feelings.

Harlan knew what she was thinking. His slender fingers tapped lightly on his thighs. After a short period of thought, he said, "Alright."

There was still a long way to go, so there was no need to rush.

Renee stood up and said, "Alright, I'll go back and deal with some matters first. I'll contact you later."

...

When Renee went downstairs, she happened to see Darren eating breakfast. The latter saw her and waved his hand happily. "Auntie, good morning."

She walked over and kissed him on the cheek. "Good morning, little baby." As she spoke, she gently rubbed his hair. "Auntie has something urgent to take care of. I'll come back to see you later."

Darren nodded obediently and handed her a sandwich on the table. "Auntie, be careful on the road."

"Thank you, baby."

Renee took the sandwich and walked out of the room.

After she left, Harlan walked downstairs and looked at Jared, who was waiting at the door. "Send her over."

"Yes."

The little bun ran over and reached out his hand to him. "Hug."

Harlan leaned over and held him in his arms.

Unless he was in a good mood, the little guy would not take the initiative to hug him.

Darren's face was filled with the joy of a child. His eyes were filled with stars. "Auntie said she'll come to see me later."

Harlan raised his eyebrows. "So?"