Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend

Chapter 424: He Guesses Right

Stefan’s voice came slowly from behind, low and deep as usual.

Riya stood there with her back straight, froze.

His words were ringing in her head.

But she did not turn around to look at him.

These colorful decorations looked incompatible with the room.

Even more incompatible with the man behind her.

She could somewhat imagine how ugly Stefan’s expression would be when he was doing this.

He was not a man who was good at making girls happy.

He usually had that cold, emotionless face.

Riya had never fantasized about Stefan making a proposal or loving someone. It just didn’t sound like his thing.

Looking at the stuff on the ground, Riya lowered her head and said indifferently, "How much longer will it take?"

Stefan was stunned for a moment. After thinking carefully, he said, "It should take a few more hours. You said that you wouldn’t be back tonight."

He thought that a night should be enough for him to watch the decorative videos and set up the place.

He didn’t expect her to come back all of a sudden.

Riya turned around and looked at Stefan expressionlessly. "Go on then."

Then she was about to leave.

Seeing this, Stefan stopped her with anger, "Where are you going?"

Are you still going to move out of here?> he thought.

Stefan pursed his lips into a straight line and stared at the woman in front of him, his entire body tense.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Riya’s face. She hid her hands behind her back and clasped them tightly.

Still maintaining her composure, she said, "I’m going to sleep in the guest room tonight. So I won’t disturb you."

"So, you can continue to do it. You can do it the whole night, I don’t mind." she

thought.

Hearing that she did not want to leave, Stefan felt relieved.

However, he still stared at her and asked, "Are you angry?"

Riya snorted and said, "Why would I be angry? You and that woman..."

"I went there to buy the ring for you, not for her. I just met her at the door." He wanted to give her a surprise, but now it was all out of business. Riya glared at him and whispered, "I didn’t ask you this."

Stefan thought, "How can I not explain when you are angry at me?"

"Do it then. I’m tired. I’ll go sleep."

After saying that, she pointed at the wrist held by Stefan and then pointed at the guest room opposite her. She coughed awkwardly and said, "I’ll sleep there."

Stefan nodded and slowly let go.

Riya calmly walked past him and entered the guest room.

Before closing the door, she coughed and asked, "Can it be done in one night?"

Stefan nodded and confirmed, "Sure."

Riya nodded in satisfaction and said, "Goodnight." then she closed the door in front of him.

In the guest room, Riya was thrilled.

She walked around the messy room and finally sat on the bed.

"Stefan wants to propose to me. What should I do? How can I answer him?" she asked herself.

As she spoke, she blushed. She rushed into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water.

However, it was still very hot after washing.

She started to walk around the room uneasily. Finally, she took out her phone and video called Hilla.

As soon as the screen lit up, Riya said, unable to control herself, "Stefan wants to propose to me."

Hilla had just laid down. Hearing the news, she immediately sat up from the bed, which shocked Halle beside her.

Hilla turned back to check Halle.

Seeing that Halle was alright, Hilla returned to Riya.

"What did you say?"

"Stefan wants to propose to me."

"You agreed?"

Hilla asked subconsciously. But when she saw Riya’s face, she realized it didn’t look like the case.

Riya blushed, losing her previous imposing manner. She whispered, "He hasn’t asked me yet. How can I agree to it?"

"Oh, so you’re planning to agree." Hilla thought.

Hilla chuckled silently.

Then she said, "Weren’t you arguing today? So what’s about the ring? I guess it was a misunderstanding."

She knew that if it wasn’t a misunderstanding. Riya wouldn’t have been like this.

As she expected, Riya nodded with a blush.

She slowly said, "That ring was for me. He was going to propose to me."

Hilla noticed Riya’s face turned red in a second.

She was looking downward in shyness.

Hilla heaved a sigh of relief and thought, "As long as they didn’t break up." They were no longer teenagers. They should settle down.

"So Mr. Key already told you. But why hasn’t he proposed to you yet?"

"Or did you refuse?" Hilla thought.

"He, he is not ready yet."

Riya’s voice was gentle, with women’s unique shyness.

As she spoke, her voice seemed to tremble.

Looking at Riya’s smile, Hilla wanted to laugh, but she held back.

Then she said to Riya, "Have a good rest and wait for him to get ready."

"But, I can’t sleep."

Riya frowned and looked at Hilla. "Tell me, if he had prepared for a night, would he be too tired tomorrow?"

If Stefan fell asleep the next day, wouldn’t he forget? Hilla was stunned for a moment. "I don’t think he would."

"His future wife is in the opposite room. How can he fall asleep tomorrow?" Hilla

thought.

Riya pursed her lips, looking kind of awkward.

"Hilla, I just checked. I am really pregnant."

When she was in the bathroom, she checked it again. And she was indeed pregnant.

It had only been half a year since the last time. She didn’t know if she could do it this time.

"And If I had agreed, wouldn’t he think that I had agreed to his request just because I was pregnant?"

"What if people think I forced him to marry me using the child?" Riya thought. Hilla hesitated for a moment and said seriously, "I think Mr. Key wouldn’t care."

What Stefan cared about was whether Riya would agree or not. He wouldn’t care why she agreed.

He had been waiting for so many years, and the result was what Stefan was asking for now.

"I was thinking if I agreed, are we going to get married immediately? Isn’t this a bit too hasty? What if I find out in the future that I don’t like him, or he doesn’t like me..."

Before Riya could finish, Hilla could not help but laugh.

Riya frowned. "What are you laughing at?"

"I’m laughing at how cute you are. You like it, but you don’t want to admit it. To put it bluntly, you like him, but you lack the sense of security."

Hilla thought,

But how can you possibly stop liking him if you are so afraid of losing him as a friend?>

...

Riya frowned. She didn’t think she lacked a sense of security.

She thought she just lacked self-trust.

After hearing what Hilla said, Riya didn’t speak. She faced the phone, looking kind of lost.

"Since we’ll know the answer tomorrow, then I will wait for your good news." After Hilla finished speaking, she quickly hung up the video.

Looking at the blackened screen, Riya frowned slightly and murmured, "What are you talking about?"

Lying on the bed in frustration, Riya touched her flat belly.

She asked herself if she should say yes when Stefan proposed to her tomorrow.

So annoying!>

Riya rolled up from the bed and sat up, then turned around and entered the bathroom.

"Whatever, I’ll take a shower first," she told herself.

The other room sounded quiet. Riya put on her bathroom, her body slightly wet.

She carefully laid on the door but did not hear a single sound.

Is he still decorating the venue for the proposal? Should I go out to take a look now? No, I should go to sleep.>

Riya quickly returned to the bed and wrapped herself tightly with the quilt.

She was pregnant now, and she had to rest well.

"Riya, you have to remember that pregnant women can’t stay up late. What Stefan does has nothing to do with you. He is just the father of the child in your belly. Don’t think about it, Forget it."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, I want to sleep."

After hypnotizing herself for more than an hour, she found that she was even more energetic instead of being sleepy.

She was sensitive even to the slightest movement outside.

Stefan was driving her crazy.

Outside the window, darkness had invaded. And the winter added to its bleakness.

The trees were bald, and there was no sign of wind passing by.

"It should be cold outside. Stefan should be still awake." she thought.

She had just seen the room full of decorations, and she knew how troublesome it would be to handle it alone.

Stefan had always been cold and indifferent. The word "romantic" really could not be associated with him.

When thinking of Stefan standing in the pink room and proposing to her seriously, Riya burst out laughing.

"Stefan is kind of interesting." she thought.

She took a deep breath and asked herself, "Since when did I pay so much attention to someone?"

She had always treated Stefan like a brother. She thought she could have fallen in love with anyone but him.

"Stefan was like a brother. When did I catch feeling about him?"

But then again, she felt that something was wrong.

I clearly didn’t!>

In the middle of the winter night, even if the air conditioner was on and there were heavy quilts. It could still be cold.

Riya sat on the bed and stared at the door in a daze.

Riya did not expect that she would suffer from insomnia for the entire night because of a proposal that had yet to arrive.

The sky brightened.

Riya looked at the lightened sky outside and sighed weakly.

She was pregnant, she shouldn’t have stayed up all night.

She should have been exhausted, but she suddenly became spirited when she heard the faint sound coming from the opposite side.

She quickly rushed out of bed and entered the bathroom.

When everything was dressed up, Riya looked at her delicate self in the mirror. She did not look tired for lacking sleep.

She nodded in satisfaction. "Very good!"

I won’t be happy or sad for an object.>

After giving herself enough spirits, Riya walked to the door and slowly opened it.

The door of the opposite bedroom was closed. It was unknown if the person inside had come out or was inside.

Riya hesitantly walked to the door, her outstretched hand stopping in mid-air. "You’re awake."

At the stairs, Stefan’s voice broke her fantasy.

She quickly reached back her hand that was hanging in the air and hid it behind her back.

She turned to look at the man at the stairs and pursed her lips. "Yes, I slept early last night, so I woke up a little early."

She never woke up so early.

Stefan nodded, his gaze sweeping over her.

Riya was wearing a pearl-white dress, looking like a holy Princess.

Her delicate makeup covered the fact that she had insomnia. But the high heels under her feet somehow revealed her uneasiness.

She had planned to dress like this for only a short while, she would take them off after the proposal was finished.

Stefan looked at her and frowned. "Going out?"

At this moment, Riya looked like she was attending an important banquet. Stefan couldn’t help looking at her.

"No, I’m not going out."

Riya quickly replied, her hands hidden behind her back, stirring restlessly. she thought.

"Let’s have breakfast first," Stefan spoke indifferently.

But Riya couldn’t help frowning.

How can I do that?> Riya thought.

"I just cooked breakfast. Don’t wait until it gets cold."

He then turned around and went downstairs.

Riya thought,

You won’t starve to death anyway.>

Staring at Stefan’s back, Riya gritted her teeth, turned around, and looked at the bedroom door wistfully.

Since the room wouldn’t suddenly run away, she decided to eat first.

Although reluctant, she followed Stefan downstairs and sat down at the dining table.

Stefan didn’t say anything while serving her breakfast.

Riya muffled, "Are you ready?"

She couldn’t eat anything now and wanted to vomit when she saw it. Stefan nodded and responded, "Yes, everything is ready."

After that, he lowered his head and started to eat his sandwiches.

He was somewhat nervous.

Riya looked at the silent man, her brows furrowed.

She has dressed so carefully. She had sprayed perfume, which would be ruined by the smell of food soon. She was afraid the upcoming kiss wouldn’t be a perfect one.

She poked at the breakfast, not having any appetite.

"Don’t you like it?"

Stefan raised his head and was slightly stunned when he saw the food in Riya’s bowl was already beyond recognition.

Riya let out a terrifying smile.

"I like it!"

Then she took a fierce bite of the sandwich.

Stefan was stunned for a few seconds. Before he could speak, Riya rushed to the bathroom.

Then he heard her clenching.

Stefan frowned.

He was thinking that taking such a big bite would easily make her nauseous.

He guessed right.