Marriage Beyond Redemption

Chapter 194

Chapter 194 He Gave Helena Enough Dignity.

Every time Helena flaunts her affection now, it is something Peyton never had in the past.

Nolan showered Peyton with utmost love, but gave Helena enough dignity.

When Helena was surrounded by the crowd, Peyton quietly left.

The afternoon sun was scorching, and it shone so brightly on the

souvenirs.

In the picture, two cartoon men and women wearing wedding dresses were holding hands tightly and cuddling together. They were kissing under the dancing cherry blossoms, which was very romantic.

In fact, Peyton also thought about the wedding and even personally designed several versions of the wedding favors.

When Peyton eagerly showed it to Nolan, Nolan lowered his eyelashes and didn’t seem too happy.

He touched Peyton’s head lightly and said, “Sorry, Peytie, I didn’t plan to have a wedding, so no wedding favors…”

“Why?” Peyton asked cautiously.

“You knew my identity. I couldn’t arrange the wedding.”

A sentence shattered Peyton’s illusion.

When Peyton recalled her trip around the world, she remembered the masked man who saved her when she fell into the sea, wearing a

bloody–scented military uniform.

Yes, Nolan had other identities, and Peyton never dared to ask more.

Peyton understood Nolan and then said, “Okay, it’s fine. After all, I married you, not the ceremony.”

“Sorry, Peytie. Give me a few years. Once I have completely settled the score with our enemies, I will make sure everyone knows you are my

wife.”

Peyton touched the letter N. She thought that she had never waited for Nolan, while Helena did.

Peyton opened the gift box and inside were neatly arranged imported chocolates, a bottle of high–end perfume, and everlasting flowers.

Helena was generous.

Soon, the engagement gift of Helena and Nolan was posted online, attracting a wave of envy from netizens. They all praised Helena for her generosity.

Looking at the news on the hot search, Peyton chuckled and thought, “Helena is not low–key at all. She wants everyone to know her identity.

“Unlike me, I begged Nolan for a long time before he agreed to take wedding photos.”

Peyton unwrapped a piece of chocolate and let it slowly melt in her mouth, but she found it bitter.

Peyton wondered why the chocolate, which should have been sweet, tasted so bitter.

Peyton threw the remaining things into the trash can, thinking about how to find out Spencer’s information.

She was thinking when someone threw a stack of planning proposals

in front of her.

Iris boasted, “Mr. Dalton asked you to deliver the proposal.”

Iris looked proudly at Peyton and said, “Mr. Dalton must have found out about your situation. I warn you, think carefully before speaking, don’t let our hard work go to waste.”

Peyton immediately said without any politeness, “If I were you, I would speak with a better attitude, otherwise… I can’t guarantee that I won’t say something wrong in front of Mr. Dalton, and we might all end up in hell together.” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“You! Peyton!”

Peyton got up and took the plan, and then, with a cunning smile, said, “By the way, I’m back for a milkshake, three sugars, room temperature, thank you.”

This was the request Iris made when Peyton first came to the company. At that time, Peyton thought they were colleagues, so she didn’t mind.

However, since they had already fallen out, Peyton no longer wanted to maintain even a superficial relationship with them. She left with the plan in her hands.

Iris and everyone were very worried. “Will Mr. Dalton be implicated because of her situation?”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Dalton is not someone who can’t distinguish right from wrong. He wants to teach Peyton a lesson, and the plan is just a side-effect. Mr. Dalton won’t blame us hardworking people because of her anger.”

Peyton came to Nolan’s office several times, so she was very familiar with the route. She politely knocked on the door.

Peyton heard a voice coming from inside. “Come in.”

Peyton slowly pushed the door open and then saw Nolan leaning back in a chair, his eyes tightly closed, looking exhausted.

Peyton keenly noticed that Nolan’s hand on the table was wrapped in a circle of white gauze.

Peyton wondered, “Was he injured?”