CHAPTER 1: CHAPTER 1: RUSHING TO MARRY HERSELF OFF

Argent, in August, the weather is feverishly hot.

Civil Affairs Bureau, marriage registration service window.

Faye Turner held a pen, filling out the paperwork. Beside her stood a cool and aristocratic man, whose extraordinary cold demeanor made the staff glance at him several times.

"Adrian..." The girl suddenly paused with her pen, turned her gaze to him, "What’s your full name again?"

The staff couldn’t help but be surprised, "You two don’t know each other?"

The man ignored the amazement of others, took the pen from the girl’s hand, bent down and wrote his name on the line—Adrian Lancaster.

Signing, taking photos, stamping, obtaining the certificate, completing all procedures.

The two walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Adrian Lancaster furrowed his brows, his tone indifferent, "I’m marrying you because of Grandpa. What’s your reason for agreeing to this marriage?"

"For company in old age." Faye Turner answered without hesitation, "Given my family situation, no one is willing to marry me, I might as well end up lonely for the rest of my life."

Such an honest answer surprised the man, but he didn’t say much, "I’ll pick you up this afternoon to visit Grandpa."

He then handed her the keys and access card, "Aqua Flora Residences, Building 88, Unit 2801. Move in as soon as possible to live together."

The girl watched him speak with thin, parted lips, the words bereft of any warmth.

She just reached out to take them, and the man turned to leave.

Faye Turner glanced at that tall figure, also noticing the car not far away, but she didn’t realize it was a Lamborghini.

Even more clueless about Adrian Lancaster’s true identity, today was her first meeting with him.

Rushing into marriage with him was a means to save herself.

Actually, Faye Turner wasn’t very familiar with Grandpa Lancaster either, having met only twice. Somehow, Grandpa Lancaster became convinced about her.

The Lamborghini sped away, and Faye Turner came to her senses, casually hailing a taxi.

Sitting in the back seat, she felt heavy-hearted, her thoughts drifting far away...

"Vincent Turner! I’m utterly disappointed in you! Our son is soon taking his college entrance exam, how much did you lose in gambling? The creditors even went to his school! Not only affecting Milo’s studies, but he might also be expelled! His future is ruined!"

"All you do is yell all day! If you’re unhappy then divorce! There’s still time to go now! You’ll have custody of our son! You raise him, your responsibility!"

"Don’t think I haven’t tried! I’m enduring this for Milo! Once he gets into college, I’ll divorce immediately! I’d rather beg than expect a penny from you! I’m trying to give our son a complete family, yet he’s living so miserably... sob-sob..."

Her parents had another big fight this morning.

Mother broke down in despair after the creditors moved out the last remaining TV from their home.

None of this was stifling enough for Faye Turner, what truly suffocated her was overhearing a phone call last night...

Her gambler father was actually planning to sell her for 200,000 yuan!

Forcing her to marry a local thug!

That’s why Faye Turner hurriedly married herself off today, agreeing to Grandpa Lancaster’s request.

Grandpa Lancaster said his beloved grandson has a house, a car, a stable job, and no bad habits, hoping she’d consider it.

The taxi headed toward Fenmore Town...

Faye Turner regained her composure, took out her phone, and dialed her mother, "Mom, pack your things. I’m coming to get you now. From today, let’s move out and live together."

"Faye, don’t come back..."

But before her mother could finish speaking, a busy tone followed, clearly the phone had been snatched away.

"Mom! Hello? Mom!" Faye Turner panicked, clutching the phone, urging the driver to speed up.

Warm reminder: The pronunciation of the ’Yu’ in the male protagonist’s name matches perfectly with ’Yu’ in Jade. The pronunciation of ’Faye Turner’ matches exactly with ’Fairy Tale’, be sure not to mispronounce.