Daddy, I Want Mummy...
Chapter 16's

All the characters, incidents, and settings in this story are fictional. Similarities to certain stories, both plot and characters are just coincidental and unintentional.

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"You watch too much TV." Christopher answered coldly.

Rachel was also shocked by her own speculation. "Do I have to believe that you love me? My mind can't digest it"

Inevitably Christopher pinched Rachel's tiny face. "Why is your reaction too calm? When other women heard me say I was going to marry her, they couldn't wait to jump in. As far as you know, you keep avoiding it."

"Do you think I would believe that the richest man in America would suddenly fall in love with me? The novel wasn't written like this, okay?"

"You mean reject my proposal?"

"Do I have a reason to say, yes?"

Christopher approached Rachel with a smile. "I'm asking you for the first time, and you don't want to marry me?"

"Hehe." Rachel sneered and looked at Christopher with neuropathic eyes.

Christopher felt that he was really not interested in this woman. "Woman, after marrying me, your honor and reputation have been saved. What else do you have to think? Besides, after marrying me, you can avenge those two whores. You can kill three birds with one stone, but you reject me. ."

"You're investigating me?!"

"You still need to investigate the matter?"

"It's my business, I'll finish it myself."

"It's not just your business!"

Rachel looked at Christopher for some reason she felt a little hesitant. "How can you deceive the media with your previous power? How do you think you speak when faced with the media? The media says that you are a quiet person and always avoid women like snakes and scorpions. But, you in front of me in the media are very different."

"Do I need to be quiet about the woman I love?"

"You can go!" Rachel immediately rolled her eyes.

Christopher smiled and said, "Who will accompany you acting with your parents if I leave? Do you think they won't know about the post?"

Rachel fell silent, she did not speak a word.

Christopher raised Rachel's chin. "Have a marriage certificate with me and I'll help you solve the problem."

Rachel hit Christopher in the hand. "That's impossible!"

Christopher squinted at her and suddenly smiled revealing a row of white teeth. "I'm asking you, just in your honor. Even if you don't agree, I'll still give you the marriage certificate."

Rachel suddenly widened her eyes. "What do you mean?"

Can he get their own license?

Does the Civil Affairs Bureau do such business?

Christopher took out two dark red books from his coat pocket making Rachel's eyes startle.

Rachel suddenly felt breathless amidst the gusts of wind.

His hands trembled as he picked up one of the small books. When he saw the photo and the name in it, he was instantly frightened.

Moments later, a roar echoed on the shore.

"Christopher, why don't you just die ?!"

Christopher calmly looked at the little lady who was hitting it a little strong, and actually looked really amazing and beautiful.

Rachel did not expect that she would marry like that.

It's too scary that the Civil Affairs Bureau can even agree.

Why did he not know that marriage certificates could also be handled in his absence?

Or do the rich have such privileges?

Rachel flipped through the marriage book twice, but she did not expect the marriage certificate to be fake.

So, he prepared to tear it off with his hands.

Christopher reminded him coldly, "If you tear these two books apart, I can still print them. Don't waste your energy."

Rachel wanted to throw the marriage book straight into Christopher's face, but he wasn't brave enough, so he just threw it to his chest and said with a sad face, "Christopher, what do you think of me? Can't I change it? With so many women in the world that you can provoke, why do you want to provoke me?! "

"So, am I wrong?"

Christopher agreed.

At that time, Rachel desperately wanted to strangle Christopher's neck.

Christopher patted his back trying to calm him down but continued to add fuel to his anger. "Don't be angry, we're married, and there will be more time to be angry in the future. Don't be angry just yet. It's not worth it!"

Rachel reciprocates by stepping on Christopher's foot with her high heels, then quickly gets into his car and leaves.

Christopher pranced to shake the sand on his shoes and he watched as his Maserati was gone.

Rachel leaves Christopher's car on the main road downtown, then takes a taxi to get home.

He couldn't believe it, he could give Christopher a little trouble.

When she got home, her mother was cooking lunch.

When her mother heard the door open, she stuck her head out and saw that it was Rachel. He wondered, "Why did you come home so soon?"

"Because of today's strike."

"Why?"

Rachel kicked her shoes and lay bored on the sofa pretending to be dead.

Amelie came out with a spatula. "Darling, you've been looking bad recently. Is there a problem?"

"Nothing."

Amelie still can't believe it. He sat down on the sofa and gently touched Rachel's forehead. "Does this have anything to do with Christopher?"

Rachel silently turned to look at her mother.

She felt her mother's IQ suddenly increased by a few steps.

Amelie sees Rachel's reaction and knows that her guess is correct. He said, "I bought a lot of magazines about the Christopher company. After reading a few magazines, I found out that she was really a very interesting person, and there was no harm in you liking her. I'm just worried that you'll like it and then you could get molested. Your father and I have spoiled you for years, not to have you persecuted after you were married. If you find an ordinary family to marry, if you and your husband quarrel because your husband did something bad to you, your father and I can bring him a kitchen knife to cut off his head. But if you marry into a family like the Morgan family, and you've been persecuted. How can we help you?"

Rachel's heart was warm when she heard her mother's words.

She hugged Amelie and said, "Mom, don't worry too much. I'm not a submissive, I'm your daughter, and no one else can bully me."

"Forget it. You look smart at the beginning, but in fact you are as stupid as anything. You are too gullible and have been cheated by liars several times and can still be fooled."

"Mom, can you please not embarrass me?"

"NO!" Amelie wanted to say something else, and a hissing sound came out from the kitchen.

“Aduh, sumpku.” Amelie said while carrying a spatula and immediately rushed to the kitchen.

Rachel was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

At that moment, his phone shook.

He pulled out his phone and looked at it. He saw a foreign number there.

One message from her Whatsap, Rachel glanced at the message and almost wanted to throw away her phone.

The message was boldly written: "I'm Christopher Morgan, if my number isn't saved, that's fine. I still have 10,000 ways to get you to save my number willingly."

Rachel fell silent for a few seconds and finally replied "Okay".

Christopher sent a message. "My parents are going to your house this afternoon. Get ready to dress up pretty."

Rachel, quickly replied to him. "What else do you want to do?"

"They're going to your house to propose to you." He retaliated.

"Fuck up!" Rachel was really upset.

"If I go, you'll definitely look like a woman who's getting a divorce." Christopher hasn't finished teasing her.

Rachel angrily sent a bloody emoji. Christopher giggles at reading his message across there.

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