My Sexy Little Wife's
Chapter 47: Is She That Camp Girl?

Adrian takes Naomi's hand out of the salon. Bruno had already stepped up and waited in front. He was always quick to open the back door of the car when he saw his master approaching. Looks like Adrian's sharp plot earlier managed to resuscitate the man. Evidently, now he lowered his head in order not to look at Naomi. 

"Please, Mr ... Ms. .. hehehe ...."

At least smile. Master is in ferocious fashion. Inner Bruno

The car had left the famous salon and was traveling at moderate speed. Adrian never took his hand off Naomi. For some reason, he felt uncomfortable if he did not hold Naomi's little fingers.

“If at the party mom says something, don't care,” Adrian said suddenly. 

“Good.”

"And never stay away from me."

Naomi stared at Adrian. Then back to the road. Naomi never cared about her mother-in-law or Erica. All is considered to be the wind. After all, his life depends only on Adrian. Not to Erica or to her. 

In just twenty minutes, the car had entered the courtyard of a luxury hotel. Adrian could see Naomi looking at the tall building in amazement. 

“Looks like mom is very dear to Miss Erica. Birthday parties are this fancy.” Naomi muttered to herself, but Adrian could hear her even vaguely. 

"Do you want a birthday party like this?"

"No! It feels too childish."

Adrian chuckles. "But if you want, I can make a party more luxurious than this for you."

Not want. If I had that kind of money, I would use it to pay off my purchase debt from Madam Leova.

The car stopped, followed by the arrival of a man who immediately opened the car door. Adrian went down first, then reached out to Naomi. 

Adrian's gaze swept around, like it was making sure of something. Then embrace Naomi walking along. Along the way into the ballroom, there were many guests lining up while showing invitation cards.

Adrian took Naomi through the dense queue.

"Welcome, Mr. .. please come in." A woman bowed respectfully by pointing her hand at a large door.

As usual, Adrian who installed a cool style only replied with a nod of the head.

As soon as they entered the room, all the attention was on them. Adrian Marx who had closed the meetings of his personal life managed to attract people's curiosity. Especially now that he had come in the company of a young woman.

He could see there were many guests whispering to each other, some were just staring in awe. But of course he doesn't care.

"No need to look at it that way. Just act normal" he whispered as he watched Naomi stare back and forth.

Why do I feel bad? I feel like everyone is looking at me with a thorn in his hand.

The young woman who was struggling in Adrian's arms was like hypnotizing him.

“Bu, did I see wrong? Is the one who came with Adrian really Naomi?” 

“Come, Erica. But it seems like it is indeed him.” Mom sharpened her eyesight to make sure. Both eyes were immediately rounded when able to recognize through the wedding ring embedded in the woman's finger. 

A look of annoyance was immediately evident in his face. “True, she's the village woman. But why can she be that beautiful?” 

Erica pursed her lips to hear a compliment from her mother. “Why did Mom even praise him?” 

“Mothers don't praise, just say what I see. He's different, right?” 

Erica looked at Naomi who walked gracefully with Adrian's arm. Uncontrollably, her brain compares Naomi's appearance tonight to her. 

Naomi tightened her grip on Adrian's arm. With a look down because since entering the room almost everyone was staring at him. 

Adrian who realizes Naomi's awkwardness immediately embraces her waist. Walk through tables filled with guests.

"Happy birthday, Erica. Your gift from us is outside."

Erica's eyes sparkled at Adrian's words. Of course, the man always gave a special and expensive gift.

"Thank you, Adrian. You're very kind to me." With a smile, Erica embraced the arms of mother. As if to show that she is the mother's favorite daughter. Naomi is a dirty dust that is not considered.

"Oh yes, Naomi thank you for taking your time. Enjoy the party" he said kindly, which Naomi could unfortunately read was a pretense.

"Thank you."

"I've asked them to provide a special table for you. There" he said, pointing to a table not far from him, which still looked empty.

Well, if there's Mr. Adrian he'll be like an angel. His acting is perfect.

Adrian was just about to take Naomi to the available table, when the woman froze and was glued to a point. Even now Naomi's face began to pale.

She clasped Naomi's hand as she felt the woman begin to tremble.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

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