My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

Chapter 1408 Tied In Wedlock (Part One)

After getting the stamp on their marriage certificate, Luke and Michelle were finally tied in wedlock. Previously, their life was riddled with skirmishes, quarrels and insults, but Michelle was now Luke's wife. However, at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Michelle realized that she was the only one happy about it.

"Here are the keys to the house. Pack your things and move them there. But I can't help you. I have to go to work." Luke took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to Michelle. He gave out a faint snort, barely looking at her, and then turned around to leave.

"Okay," was Michelle's simple answer. She really didn't know what else to say. Luke had already told her that he could only give her a nominal marriage, and she'd better not try in vain to expect other things.

She didn't pack up that much. Except for some clothes and things she held memorable and dear, she didn't need to bring anything else.

It was said that the house was newly decorated as ordered by Edward. The ritzy and glitzy furniture suited his taste. Nothing in that house was cheap. Michelle felt embarrassed remembering how she refused his help rudely before. Now, she was concerned how to get along with him from here on.

Thinking that she would be living here with Luke afterwards, Michelle was of course secretly pleased. She didn't know whether she could be a good wife, but she would double her efforts anyway.

While hanging her clothes in the wardrobe, Michelle suddenly found that Luke had nothing but black suits and white shirts to wear. She frowned at the monotonous and dark colors and thought that her husband was too stereotypical of a bodyguard. She thought long and hard, tryin

ch about his real identity.

As a new wife, Michelle knew nothing about cooking. She grew up around gangs and adopted that kind of rough and always on the go kind of life. Surprisingly, Cynthia didn't know how to cook either. She hired cooks and didn't have to worry about everyday meals for her and her family. Michelle went to the kitchen because she thought she needed to learn about cooking. She couldn't be as good a cook as Leena now, but at least she needed to learn to cook something decent and fit to eat. It had been a common joke how some women got married and then fed their new husbands burnt rice, fried egg with sugar or soup with too much salt. There were other horrifying stories such as entire families needing to go to the hospital after eating what the new daughter-in-law made.

In this family, Daisy was always the last one to arrive. Although she looked cold on the outside, Michelle got to know that she was a lot nicer than the others who gave out a feeling of invisible pressure.

"So Michelle, have you adjusted to living there now?" Daisy in an olive-green army uniform looked bright, snappy and respectable.