Chapter 340


    Harold and Isabe are divorced? He''s on his way to me now?


    Marilyn was unsure if she should be ted or feel guilty.


    She couldn''t stop her heart from racing, but her logic told her that Isabe didn''t divorce Harold


    because of the God of War.


    Isabe once told Marilyn that the God of War was her idol. However, she was aware that this figure


    was ultimately unattainable, so she only had admiration and respect for him rather than any desire to


    make him her own.


    On the contrary, Harold was a living being who could be Isabe''s personal hero.


    Marilyn knew that Isabe had fallen in love with her contract husband, but she still couldn''t help but


    eagerly anticipate Harold''s arrival.


    He divorced Be and is here to stop me from marrying Bobby! Oh, how romantic is that? What should


    I do?


    Suddenly, Marilyn''s eyes turned red.


    Right then, the door was pushed open. Taken aback, Marilyn scrambled to delete Isabe''s voice


    message.


    s, the more anxious she was, the harder it was to get things done.


    Bobby, who was quite plump, strode into the room wearing a traditional outfit. Seeing Marilyn''s anxiety,


    he instinctively grabbed her phone from her.


    Isabe''s voice message had yet to be deleted.


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    “Give me back my phone!” Marilyn demanded as her expression changed drastically.


    She had barely taken one step forward when Bobby knocked her onto the bed.


    He then yed Isabe''s voice message.


    Marilyn''s face turned as pale as a sheet.


    “You b*tch! How dare you cheat on me?”


    Bobby''s face contorted with rage upon hearing Isabe''s voice message. Without another thought, he


    lashed out at Marilyn, delivering a hard, stinging p.


    p! Marilyn was sent careening onto the bed, her bodynding in an awkward heap as her left cheek


    swelled immediately.


    “B*tch, listen carefully! From today onward, you''ll be mine. If I discover you cheating on me again, I''ll


    make the Schmidt family pay the price. Change out of your wedding dress and don this traditional attire


    along with the apanying headgear. Get ready to disembark the ship,” Bobby ordered.


    With that, he marched out of the room with Marilyn''s phone in his hand and mmed the door behind


    him.


    Marilyn felt a wave of hopelessness wash over her as she sat alone in her room, her face sore from


    being struck.


    “He''lle save me!” Marilyn muttered as she held her cheek.


    Without a word, she changed out of her ivory white wedding dress into the red traditional attire.


    The Jackson family owned and operated a hugely sessful shipping enterprise, and their influence


    extended far beyond the corporate world.


    It was a joyous asion. If the date hadn''t been changed suddenly, ny percent of the bigshots in


    Chanaea would show up at the wedding, let alone influential beings from all over the world.


    Even though the wedding had been unexpectedly brought forward, the influential people in the area still


    managed to attend it.


    Fortunately, the Jackson residence was huge and grand enough to amodate all the guests.


    The bridal procession arrived at around half past one.


    In order to adhere to the ancient customs and to keep bad fortune at bay, the bride was not allowed to


    come into the house before the appointed hour.


    Marilyn had a red cloth draped over her head as she waited outside the door for the appointed hour. An


    elderly woman stood nearby, holding a red umbre over Marilyn''s head.