A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire

The second day after she made up her mind, Tanner, the man who gave her such a huge headache, came to Gracelynn's house. When Eliza opened the door and saw him, her mind went blank. She wanted to shut the door at once.

Tanner raised his hands and blocked it. He relied on his superior strength and stopped Eliza from closing the door in his face.

Since she could not close the door, Eliza could only force out a stiff smile, she tried to speak to the man who was blocking the door. "Tanner, it's not convenient for me to speak right now. Do you want to come again another day?"

Just how did he find Gracelynn's house... The next second, she thought that her question was incredibly naive. It was way too easy for Tanner to find anyone in San Francisco...

Tanner lowered his gaze, staring at Eliza deeply with his dark and deep gaze which felt like it could pierce through her soul. He could see through her lies at once.

Eliza could feel her heart turn weak, and she could not help but blush.

Tanner suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted Eliza's chin. His drooping eyes were greatly attractive, and she dared not look at him any further. She hurriedly looked away in panic. "Did you apply ointment?"

His words were so vague, it took Eliza some time to realize that he was asking her about the palm print on her face.

Marco slapped her hard the day before. Her face was swollen for a night and he could still see the mark left by the slap. She busied herself helping out at Gracelynn's place, so she did not have time to apply any medicine.

However, she had no intention of telling the overbearing man in front of her the truth, so she fluttered her eyelashes and lied, “I did.”

Right after Eliza said that she felt the fingers on her chin tightening, and she felt a little bit of pain. His eyes were dark as he interrogated, "Did you really apply it?"

Eliza's heart trembled violently. She did not know whether she was frightened or not, but she could not answer for the time being.

Tanner's eyes flashed with a hint of indulgence and helplessness. His fingertips instinctively brushed across her red cheek.

Eliza suddenly felt that the part of her skin which he was touching to be scorching hot. She could not help but take a step back and look away stiffly. Tanner took the opportunity to enter the room through the gap between her and the door. He looked around and commented, "It looks pretty clean."

Eliza was stunned for a while, she widened her eyes. She did not even invite him in. How could he be so shameless? Tanner put down the briefcase and tilted his head slightly. He seemed natural yet forceful as he said, "Come here." Eliza took a step forward subconsciously, but then, she immediately stopped. Why should she listen to him? "Why are you here? Just let me know, I... I still have to go out later." Eliza wanted to send him away as soon as possible. Tanner turned around and looked at her. His eyes were filled with palpitating emotions. Eliza's heart suddenly trembled.

Luckily, he only looked at her for a few seconds before he looked away. He took out some documents that were in black and white from his briefcase and placed them neatly on the tea table. He spoke in a calm yet unquestionable tone, "This is the marriage agreement. Sign it."

Eliza was stunned for quite a while and she could not react. She had not even divorced Michael, yet he was already asking her to sign a marriage agreement?

Wait, no. The point was that she could not... No, she did not want to marry him!

Eliza turned away. Her little face was filled with stubbornness.

"Tanner, you are my sister's boyfriend. I won't marry you." After pausing for a while, she added, "Never, not in this life!"

Tanner frowned, his aura was extremely oppressive. His face sank, and the terrifying aura that he gave off was even more suffocating.

Eliza's heart was beating fast, her breathing was unnatural.

"I told you, you are just her substitute." His words were so cold and sharp that it felt like a frozen knife stabbing into Eliza's heart.

Eliza clenched her fists hard. She gnashed her teeth and said, "Tanner, you b*stard! How can you ask me to be my sister's substitute so arbitrarily? I won't do it. I will not marry you. Get out! I don't want to see you!"

After she finished scolding him, the entire house fell silent.

Tanner glared at her fiercely as if he was about to swallow her alive.

Eliza was a little scared by his look. She wanted nothing more than to retreat.

The man got up at the same time. His tall and straight body strode towards Eliza. A strong sense of hostility could be felt from him.

Eliza broke out in a cold sweat. She felt like a rabbit that had been targeted by a fierce wolf. It looked like she was about to be eaten by this beast-like man.

She was scared out of her wits, instinct told to her to run. Run far, far away...

Suddenly, her waist was grabbed as Tanner's strong arms trapped her tightly. He picked up the delicate woman easily.

Eliza's legs kicked about as she struggled to break free. "What are you doing, Tanner? Let me go... Ah!"

Her vision started to spin until finally she was firmly pressed under Tanner's body.

Their chests bumped, their noses touched, and their breathing intertwined.

It was an extremely ambiguous distance, but it also made Eliza feel frightened and uneasy.