All Chapters of Mr. Roosevelt's Pampered Pawn Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Matthew looked down at the woman in his arms. His face looked even more lugubrious than usual. He wanted to open her skull and look at her brain. Isn't she a law student? Why is she dumb? Lifting her chin using three of his fingers, he spoke slowly with a low voice while keeping his annoyance at bay. "Did our contract say we are going to keep our marriage secret?" Considering her health he couldn't bear to scold or berate her. While they were in a contract marriage, still, she was his lawful wife. He must take care of her as he didn’t want to look for another pawn to marry. It would complicate things even more if another woman was involved. This time he would make sure that before this marriage was over, everything would be in its place as he had planned. "No, but since we got married in secret you want this marriage kept hidden." Her lawyer's instinct kicked up, defending her case. "I have no intention in keeping this marriage secret, my little wife." He has his reasons why he

Norman's wrinkles got even deeper as he narrowed his eyes and frowned. This grandson of his was getting more and more out of hand. He could no longer control him. "Bring her home tonight. I want to meet my granddaughter-in - law." Norman couldn't do anything but to compromise at this time. When Matthew was still working at the family's company, Matthew had to bend to his will. With force he managed to persuade Matthew to get engaged with Monalisa but after five years Monalisa broke free from the engagement. Monalisa went to Hollywood when the opportunity of making a name in the film industry was presented to her. She had no qualm when she called off her engagement with Matthew. Monalisa was a whimsical woman and Matthew accommodating her capricious attitude was a testament of his great love for her. He thought that Matthew learned to love Monalisa as he pampered and spoiled Monalisa for the five years they have been together. However, it's been three months since the engagement wa

“What’s the matter here? Why are you all surrounding Kirsten’s desk?” Anthony’s low voice filled the air and all at once they turned their heads to look at Anthony. Standing tall a meter away from them, was a handsome man, sending some of the single ladies a giddy feeling while looking at him. “Er, Mr. Dumont, we are asking Kirsten who –” Kirsten interjected and said, “It’s lunch time, you better go. We have only one hour lunch break.” Everybody knew that Anthony didn’t want tardiness so they dispersed and rushed outside to grab some lunch. Having been able to dodge the question about Matthew, she sighed in relief at the thought that she didn’t have to make another lie. At one glance, Anthony recognized the paperbag that was seated on top of Kirsten's desk. He understood why the staff surrounded her. "You have a very rich admirer this time," Anthony teased her. It wasn't new for Anthony to see Kirsten receive gifts and lunches from admirers. Kirsten was the campus belle.

A frown marred her stunning visage following the mention of Matthew’s ex - fiancee. Almost immediately, realization hit her so hard. Matthew had successfully crawled in and penetrated her heart. She had fallen to his caring side. Outside, he looked like a cold and unfeeling man. But he was a warm and good man. Countless of times that she saw how caring he was to her. Gemma always teased her that Matthew treated her like the queen of his heart. Her impenetrable heart that couldn’t be conquered by men’s besieging love, now invaded and conquered by her dear husband. Too confident that none would be able to invade her heart, she didn’t fortify her guard. And now, he resides in the castle of her heart. What if it was only her who fell in love? What would she do if her love story was another story of one sided love? Will she be able to take the pain and live with it? Seeing Kirsten was lost for words, Donna glared at Callum and said, seething, “Can you not talk about that woman here?

"Grandpa, we will be heading home." Sounding natural and no pretense in her, Norman could not suppress the twitching of his lips. The gush of cold autumn breeze greeted them as they came out, making Kirsten's teeth chatter and body tremble. Reflexively she hugged her body to cope up with the biting cold. Suddenly, she felt something draped over her shoulders. And warmth surrounded her chasing away the coldness. Lifting up her head, smiling, she said in a soft voice, "Thanks." Matthew as taciturn ever, uttered no word and slithered his arm around her torso, leading her to the waiting vehicle. Complete silence pervaded the car while it traversed the road as both Kirsten and Matthew were absorbed in their own thoughts. "We've arrived sir," Tony's voice tore through the silence in the car. Kirsten blinked her eyes as if she was woken up from sleep. ‘How long did I zone out?’ Kirsten asked. Matthew stepped out of the car and then he held out his hand for Kirsten as she pre