After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 705 Calm down, I'm not a good man

"Okay, as long as you don't regret it, I respect your choice."

Anthony took the pen, signed his name, and carefully put away the marriage agreement.

Mavis got up again and said cautiously, "Then I'll leave first. When we need to get the certificate, you can call me at any time."

"Do you still want to go back to that small apartment?" Anthony raised his blue eyes. His voice was slightly playful, "It won't take long to get the certificate. Go early tomorrow morning. You will live here tonight. Get used to the future life in advance. I will sleep in the bed. You sleep on the sofa."

Although it was a bit presumptuous to live in the same room as the first time she came to his house, sleeping on the sofa was no problem.

But...

"Will we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning? Will it be too soon? Although my mother is from Crana, my nationality is Teflayria, and my ID ... is also in Teflayria.'

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Anthony lit another cigarette, "I don't like to procrastinate. The sooner the better. You don't have to worry about the ID card. I have sent people to Teflayria, and the people will be back tomorrow with your ID card."

Mavis suddenly realized, "It seems that you have already guessed that I will agree to sign the agreement?"

"Sooner or later."

Mavis was silent.

She didn't know how the people sent by Anthony will negotiate with her family. If they rashly knew that she was going to get married, what will be the reaction?

The smell of tobacco in the room was getting stronger and Mavis walked over and took the cigarette from his mouth.

"Mr. Callahan, stop smoking. Cigarette is not a good thing. If you smoke too much, you will hurt your body, not to mention it's so late."

Anthony narrowed his eyes coldly, staring at her and feeling a little unhappily.

"You start to take care of me before we get the certificate?"

"Uh..." Mavis was embarrassed for a while, and was frightened by his sullen eyes, "I, I just got used to it in advance. After all, when we go out to play a loving couple in the future, I always have to... study it so that I won't be a bad actor to shame on you."

Anthony withdrew his cold eyes, didn't say anything, and didn't mean to light another cigarette.

Mavis breathed a sigh of relief, bent down slowly, and put the cigarette into the ashtray to snuff it out.

Anthony stared coldly, ignoring her slender waist in front of him.

Village girl?

Why didn't she look innocent at all?

"What!"

With the exclamation, Mavis' waist was embraced by a pair of big palms heavily.

By the time she reacted, she was already sitting in Anthony's arms, "Mr. Callahan?"

Anthony's face was expressionless. His eyes looked stubborn, and he pinched her chin, "Be calm, I'm not a good man. In the future, I just want to be peaceful. I don't want to show you my crazy dog side, understand?"

His strength was not light at all, and Mavis frowned in pain, feeling like her jaw was about to shatter.

"I understand."

She didn't understand. After spending an hour together tonight, she found that Anthony was uncertain and moody.

He will be inexplicably angry, and suddenly accuse her of being restless.

Were she restless? She just snuffed out a cigarette butt.

Was it going too far?

In just a few minutes, Mavis was pondering all the reasons why he might be angry, and was overwhelmed by the aura on his body.

"Can you... let me go? It really hurts."

Anthony let go of her coldly. With a light push, she fell weightlessly onto the carpet, at his feet.

He got up, slowly unbuttoned the gold buttons of his suit, and stared at her condescendingly.

He was like an unattainable handsome man.

"The changing room is on the right side of the door, and the bathroom is on the left side of the door. Take a shower to get rid of the alcohol on your body." "Okay...Okay." Mavis responded, and then she remembered a shameful thing later, "But, my clothes are all in the apartment, and I... have no clothes to change tonight..."

Anthony was still undressing. The white shirt outlined his perfect waist and looming abs.

He didn't answer Mavis' words, but spun around to the changing room.

Mavis rubbed her aching chin and sat on the carpet without moving.

A minute later, Anthony came out of the changing room and tossed her a brand new silk white shirt and a bathrobe.

"Wear this for one night."

Mavis was a little shy about actually wearing his clothes.

An hour later, she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

The ceiling light in the bedroom had been turned off, and only a warm and dimly yellow bedside lamp was turned on. Anthony was lying on his side on the bed. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

He was asleep, quietly.

A small table lamp added a touch of warmth to the whole room.

Mavis looked at his sleeping side face from a distance, and suddenly felt that if she could get along with him like this in the next year, and watch him rest every day, it would be pretty good. That was enough.

She walked over lightly, carefully picked up the quilt, and wanted to cover it for Anthony.

Her wrist was suddenly stopped, and it was tightly clamped.

Mavis shuddered.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Anthony open his eyes, staring coldly at her with azure blue pupils.

"I'm awake. Don't approach me at night. This time it's a warning. Next time, I may break your wrist."

"I... I just want to help you cover up with the quilt..." Her face turned pale. Under his sharp scrutiny, she changed her words abruptly, "I know, I won't in the future."

Anthony then let go, rolled over and continued to sleep.

Mavis took a deep breath, wrapped her bathrobe tightly, and returned to the small sofa, curled up and slept all night.

The next morning.

Years of experience from Security Agency training camp made Anthony get up early to wash up.

He walked to the sofa and saw Mavis shrunk into a small ball. Her hands and feet exposed outside, and were icy cold. She slept all night without a quilt?

She was really big-hearted, and she was not afraid of catching a cold.

The quilt was in the dressing room. She didn't know how to take it by herself?

Facing such a stupid woman, Anthony shook his head, went to the changing room to get a quilt and covered her himself.

Mavis snorted and quickly wrapped the quilt tightly, revealing only her small head.

This look was soft.

Anthony glanced at her a few times, then turned away without lingering.

The door opened from the inside, and the butler Dylan was already standing at the door, smiling at him attentively, "Mr., did you sleep well last night? Did you have a good night with that lady?" Anthony showed no expression, and with a light hum, he was tying up his suit cufflinks.

"I want to go out. Don't let people go in to disturb her. If she wakes up early, don't let her leave the room. I will be back before 9 o'clock. Let the kitchen make a separate breakfast later. I will pick it up in person when I come back."

"Okay sir."

Dylan looked at his retreating back with relief and couldn't stop laughing.

The head of the family was really considerate, and it seemed that he was ready to marry.

Anthony was going to Lyre Spiti.

Molly was going to kindergarten and he had to send her, rain or shine.