Chapter 33 Sleep Together
Anderson led Clarissa to the servants and said in a deep voice, "Let me introduce her to you. This is my wife, Clarissa. From now on, she will be the hostess of this house. You must respect her as you respect me. Do you understand?"
The servants replied in unison, "Yes!"
Only then did Anderson nod his head in satisfaction. He held Clarissa's hand and walked inside.
Clarissa was a little confused.
She hadn't come to sense yet. Why did she went to Estdal Manor with Anderson?
When she entered the bedroom, she finally came to sense and pulled him in a hurry.
"Well, I... came here..."
"From now on, you'll live here."
Anderson looked at her seriously.
Clarissa's heart skipped a beat.
Only then did she really believe that he was not kidding, and he really wanted to marry her.
Anderson raised his hand and called a maid. In a deep voice, he said, "Pattie, take Mrs. Jordan to get familiar with the environment here."
The maid who was called Pattie stepped forward happily and said, "Okay. Mrs. Jordan, please come with me."
Clarissa glanced at Anderson. He was untying his tie, as if he was planning to wash up.
She pursed her lips and did not say anything. Then she turned around and followed Pattie.
Estdal Manor was very large and it was a detached villa. There was a large garden outside and there were all kinds of exotic flowers and trees in the garden.
Behind the villa was a green lawn, and there was a swimming pool next to the garden. Ripples quivered across the surface of the clean pool under the golden sunlight, and it was like a heaven of peace and happiness.
Clarissa walked around outside, and then Pattie took her to see the entire villa.
Only did then she find that Anderson had already prepared several rooms for her.
They used the same bedroom, but study and cloakroom were separated.
Her study and cloakroom were on the third floor. There were many books in the study. She was surprised to find that most of the books were her favorite.
Among them, there were even some only existing copies that she hadn't found for a long time!
The cloakroom was more than 100 square meters. The bags and clothes inside were all of the latest styles.
Her favorite designer was Amy, and almost all the clothes designed by Amy could be found in the wardrobe .
Clarissa felt so surprised and happy.
Anderson... was so rich!
But it proved that he had long made up his mind to let her move in.
She lowered her head slightly and thought about it. She did not know how long Anderson had planned this.
The decoration here was so exquisite. Wasn't it too fast to decorate the room in three days?
With doubts, Clarissa went back to the bedroom on the second floor.
Anderson was taking a bath. With her arms crossed, she walked around the bedroom. She found that compared to the luxurious style of the entire villa, the furnishings in the bedroom were really rather simple.
The color inside was simple black, white and gray. There was a large French window on the western side. Outside the French window was a large balcony, and under which was a trimmed green lawn.
There was a black bookshelf against the wall, on which most of the books were financial magazines, as well as some car magazines.
In addition to these, there were a few knick-knacks and trophies on the bookshelf. There was a photo on one of the trophies.
It was a reward for a basketball competition that Anderson had received. In the photo, his hair was short and he was smiling languidly, but his dark eyes were so shrewd. Clarissa could even feel the keenness in his eyes through the photo.
She smiled and looked at the name below the trophy carefully.
The champion of the basketball match of DE Art University?
Had he ever studied there?
Clarissa was slightly surprised.
When she went abroad five years ago, she was introduced by an old friend of her mother and studied in this university.
She didn't expect that she could be so fated with Anderson!
Clarissa didn't think too much. At this moment, there was the sound of the bathroom door opening behind her.
Anderson walked out.
He didn't wear any clothes, and there was only a bath towel around his waist. Crystal water drops ran down his chest, and he looked extremely sexy.
Under the messy short hair, his eyes were so deep and intense, attracting her so much.
Clarissa's face froze, and she instantly felt a little awkward.
She even felt that the air became tense.
She blinked her eyes and didn't know where to look.
Seeing this, Anderson immediately walked to her.
He held a towel in his hand. As he wiped his wet hair, he picked up the trophy that she had been staring at.
"Are you looking at this?"
"Ah? Yes."
Clarissa answered uneasily.
Anderson acted as if he didn't notice her nervousness. He put down the trophy and said lightly, "I got it when I was a visiting professor in that country. It's not a big prize, but the experience is very interesting."
Clarissa was a little surprised.
"Professor?"
Anderson raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing."
Well! She forgot that Anderson was so successful. How could he go to study in that university?
He had taken over the Jordan Group when he was in his early twenties. Big shots in the business world all regarded him as a talent. It was not surprising that the university would invite him to be a visiting professor.
Anderson took a deep look at her and asked, "You know about this university?"
Clarissa nodded.
"I used to study there five years ago."
Anderson smiled.
"We're really fated."
His eyes were brooding and gloomy, and the expression in his eyes was complicated. Clarissa could not understand the expression in his eyes.
However, she didn't think too much. Then, she heard his deep voice.
"Do you want to take a shower?"
Clarissa was somewhat unaccustomed to the new environment. When she thought that Anderson had just used the bathroom, she felt uncomfortable if she had to take a shower there.
However, she was too embarrassed to say that she wanted to take a bath in the guest room, so she could only shake her head.
"How about wiping my hair for me?"
Anderson handed the towel to Clarissa.
Clarissa was stunned, but she didn't refuse.
She took the towel and wiped his hair gently after he sat down on the sofa.
His hair was short, but it wasn't particularly hard. When she ran her fingers through his hair, she had a strange feeling.
Clarissa forced herself not to think too much. Since she had already accepted the fact that she had married Anderson, and she had also truly enjoyed the benefits that he gave her, she should try to get used to the life of living with him.
After a while, Anderson's hair was half dried.
Anderson used an electric hair drier to dry his hair. When he saw her standing there all the time, he was amused.
He walked over, held her hand and put her down on the bed.
Clarissa was a little stunned. When she saw him raising her leg, she shrank back unconsciously.
"What are you doing?"
Anderson's eyes were intense as he smiled faintly.
"Mrs. Jordan, don't you feel tired after a busy day and night?"
Clarissa was really tired indeed.
She nodded.
"Then why don't you sleep?"
"Right now?"
"Yes, you can take a nap first. I'll wake you up when you should get up."
In a daze, Clarissa's shoes were taken off by Anderson. When she came to sense, she had been pressed on the bed.
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