Married with the Hapa Billionaire

Married with the Hapa Billionaire

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Introduction

Meet Sophia, an everyday white-collar worker, and Remington, a formidable Hapa billionaire. Their story unfolds in the rugged beauty of Yellowstone National Park, where Sophia's heroism saves Remington's father from a perilous situation. Initially aloof, Remington reluctantly consents to a year-long contract marriage with Sophia. What would happen next?

Chapter 1

"I know, you want it too," Connor stood in front of Sophia, holding a cup of coffee. He tilted his head, wearing a smug smile on his face, as if implying something. "I can smell it, your desire," Connor took a half step closer, sniffing strongly with his nose, while leaning in to examine Sophia's skirt.

This man in front of her was Lilly's husband. Sophia knows it, so she tried to suppress her disgust. Lilly was a fragile woman, one of Sophia’s best friends. Sophia didn't want to hurt her. "Connor, I have to remind you that Lilly is your wife, and she is taking care of your family."

Connor interrupted her words, directing his attention to the coffee mug while glancing around.

"That useless woman at home only asks me for money. Besides taking care of the children, she's incapable of doing nothing else. She has no ambitions. Sophia, you're different, I can feel it, you are a passionate woman. Most importantly, you're single, and I've had a crush on you for a long time. Come on, let me taste your flavor."

Suddenly, the man embraced her, exerting great force and pushing Sophia onto the office desk.

"Hold on!" Sophia pressed her hand softly against Connor's chest, which gave him great pleasure. "Tell me, which position do you want to try?"

Sophia smiled, her hand sliding slowly down Connor's chest towards his groin. "Connor, you are such a man with..." Connor closed his eyes in contentment.

"...My ass."

Sophia grabbed it forcefully, causing Connor to scream in pain and immediately drop to his knees.

Not satisfied yet, Sophia grabbed the desk lamp nearby and mercilessly beat her friend's husband.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

"Yeah? I'm not done yet!"

Sophia kicked Connor, who was lying on the ground like a worm, and walked away.

Sophia decided to get married as soon as possible.

This morning, Sophia arrived at the Marriage License Bureau when someone called out to her from behind. "Sophia?" Turning around, a tall and handsome man stood before her.

She wasn't entirely sure, "Mr. Waverley?" Remington nodded. Sophia and Remington had been introduced through Remington's father, Charles. In fact, they had been chatting on messages for three months.

Well, it was more like exchanging a few sentences in those three months. When they met in person, Sophia never expected Remington to be so incredibly attractive. If he were in the entertainment industry, he would definitely be a male god. Moreover, he exuded an extraordinary aura all around him.

However, Sophia had never been interested in good-looking men, so her gaze upon him seemed somewhat lackluster. At this moment, Remington lifted his lips, "Actually, I'm not really in favor of this marriage, nor did I plan to get married so soon."

Sophia suddenly didn't know what to do. Not get married? Does that mean she would remain single again? She quickly proceeded to convince him, "Mr. Waverley, I heard it that you have two houses in Opulence, a small business, and some savings."

"But all of these are your pre-marital assets, so in order to avoid property disputes after marriage, I specifically drafted this prenuptial agreement."

"I don't want any of your two houses or savings."

"Additionally, I also partnered with someone to open a small company, and our income is relatively stable. If your business isn't doing well, I can also help you financially."

"Or if you have any other demands, feel free to mention them. As long as it doesn't involve me committing crimes, I can agree to it." She handed over the prenuptial agreement, but Remington didn't take it.

Looking at her, his gaze deep and unfathomable, it was impossible to discern his thoughts. "In this case, aren't you at a disadvantage?"

"There's no disadvantage," Sophia answered firmly, "Those were your pre-marital assets to begin with. I never intended to rely on a man for financial support, nor did I want to take advantage of a man. Besides, a good marriage should be based on mutual support and equality."

So independent?!

Remington was somewhat surprised. His deep gaze grew heavy, and when he looked at her, there was a barely detectable hint of admiration in his eyes. Before coming, he had done some investigation. The true reason for Sophia's acquaintance with his father, just as his father had said, was that they had only met by chance seven years ago in Yellowstone Park, and then encountered a wolf attack, becoming friends in adversity. Sophia had absolutely no idea about what his father had said.

When Sophia was still very worried, afraid that he wouldn't go with her to get the marriage certificate, he decisively said, "I agree to get married and obtain a certificate. But there is a problem that must be explained beforehand."

"Go ahead," Sophia listened attentively.

Remington spoke plainly, "Do you need me to satisfy your sexual needs?"

"Wait, what?" In fact, Sophia heard clearly, but she was a little confused about how to answer such a straightforward question. It was awkward for a moment.

Remington continued, "It is said that women flower at thirty, and Miss Sophia is already twenty-eight. You must have needs in that regard. However, I cannot sleep with a woman without emotions and therefore cannot fulfill your needs. So, please think carefully before making a decision about getting married and obtaining a certificate."

Suddenly, Sophia didn't feel so awkward anymore. After all, they were both adults, and he was so straightforward. Did it seem like she was twenty-eight and had a strong need in that aspect? Suddenly, she felt a little unhappy and declared, "Mr. Waverley, I cannot sleep with a man without emotions either. You can rest assured that I just want to solve some current troubles and find someone to live with. I have no other intentions."

"That saves a lot of trouble," Remington was very satisfied with her response and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go inside and get the certificate."

"Wait!" Sophia called out to him as he started walking and handed something in her hand to him, "A prenuptial agreement, you better take it. It will save you a lot of trouble."

Remington glanced at the agreement and decisively accepted it. He would divorce her after a year. The properties and assets involved in Waverley House were too numerous. This prenuptial agreement which she voluntarily drafted, could indeed save him a lot of trouble.

The two went to get the certificate together. Sophia followed Remington at his side. Her 1.65 meter stature seemed a bit petite compared to him, and walking together felt awkward. She deliberately created some distance, and only then did Sophia feel more at ease.

From meeting to taking photos for the certificate, the whole process took less than ten minutes. Sophia became a married person. She didn't have any other thoughts, she just wanted to quickly tell her best friend that she was married. She carefully and quickly put the marriage certificate in her bag and said, "Mr. Waverley, I have something else to attend to, I'll contact you later."

Before finishing her words, she had already taken a few steps away. Her slim figure disappeared into the busy crowd.

Unable to see her anymore, Remington continued to stare in that direction, slightly furrowing his brow. "Just leaving?”

She was completely different from those doll faces that used to fervently pursue him. Was Sophia only interested in getting a marriage certificate by marrying him? This makes Remington feel like it's convenient, at least he won't be bothered by her.

After receiving the marriage certificate, Remington went back to work.

Charles has no opinion about his son and daughter-in-law separating after just receiving the certificate, there's nothing to say. This was already within his expectations. After all, he forcefully bound two young people with no feelings together. Charles took the marriage certificate from his son's hand, with an obvious smile on his face.

Remington hadn't seen this kind of smile from his father for a long time. Since his mother passed away seven years ago, his father had never genuinely smiled like this before, that was the first time.

Maybe this daughter-in-law of his is very satisfactory to him.

"Congratulations! I’ve married the daughter-in-law of your choice," Remington thought that as long as his father was happy, it was enough.

Charles closed the marriage certificate, "Remington, remember the promise you made to me, move to Sophia's place tonight."

"Don't worry," Remington stood in front of his father, "Also, please remember our one-year agreement. If I can't fall in love with Sophia within a year, I have the right to divorce her, and you're not allowed to pressure me into getting married again."

After handing the marriage certificate back to him, Charles smiled.

"Remington, let's make a bet. I bet that within three months, you will fall in love with Sophia, do you believe it?"

"Three months?" Remington slightly hooked his lips, with a hint of sarcasm, "Just an ordinary woman, aren't you overestimating her?"

Charles smiled meaningfully, "Well, let's wait and see."

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