Chapter 248

Chapter 248

Although she wasn’t a genius, she wasn’t stupid either.

Brendan was silent. He placed a hand on her shoulders and spun her around, “Naomi, don’t play dumb.”

Naomi turned away from him yet again. She couldn’t even be bothered to look at him, let alone scold him.

What an asshole!

She would really be dumb if she wrote this

When Brendan saw that Naomi ignored him after hearing his words, he briefly looked down at her before getting out of bed and turning the lights on.

He said, “Naomi, are you sure you won’t write the contract?”

Her eyes felt uncomfortable in the bright lights.

She got up and asked impatiently, “Brendan, what’s wrong with you? Who’s going to write that thing for you in the middle of the night? Also, are you a three–year–old child? You think I’m automatically legally bound once I write it?”

Brendan gazed down at her. He ignored what she said. Instead, he pulled at the ribbon holding his robe together and asked, “Are you sure you won’t write it?”

Naomi’s eyes skimmed across his shapely waist, abs, and pectorals.

The lethal euphoria she’d felt just now rushed over her once again, Naomi gulped and pulled her blanket tighter around her. She asked, “What do you want to do?”

They’d already been at it for so long.

Brendan cracked his neck and said softly, “Perhaps I wasn’t passionate enough just now. I haven’t made you feel good enough to decide on spending the rest of your life with me. So, I think a repeat performance is necessary.”

Naomi was dumbfounded. She felt her scalp prickle.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that her legs had already turned to jelly. She had no strength. If Brendan went for a few more rounds, she could confirm that she’d be unable to even leave the bed.

They looked at each other for a while before Brendan cleared his throat. Naomi immediately climbed out of bed and said, “Alright, I’ll write it for you.”

“Get me a pen and some paper! Naomi got out of bed without slippers, screaming for stationery.

Behind her, Brendan smiled lightly. However, he suppressed his smile quickly. He walked to the table and got her a pen and a piece of paper.

Naomi took the pen and paper Brendan offered her. She looked up at him and asked, “How do you want to write this? Perhaps you write it, and I’ll sign?”

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Brendan leaned on the table and instructed, “Write what I say.”

He continued, “This is a contractual guarantee. I, Naomi Goodwin, make the guarantee to Brendan Ludwig that my marriage to him is of my own volition. I have no ulterior motives. For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, I will never leave Brendan Ludwig. Forever…”

Brendan hadn’t finished reciting the first paragraph before Naomi glared at him.

Did he have no shame? Other than a poorly fitted ring, he’d given her nothing when they’d gotten married. How did he have the guts to make her write a contract like this?

Brendan said nothing in response to Naomi’s disdainful gaze. He merely loosened the ribbon of his robe.

Naomi said nothing more. She lowered her head and faithfully penned what he’d said.

Satisfied, Brendan tightened the ribbon around his waist. Once she finished the first paragraph, he continued, “I hereby make a guarantee to Brendan Ludwig that I won’t make any excuses or find reasons to file a divorce. I will never even mention the word ‘divorce‘, especially after we have children.

“If I break any of these terms…” He paused and continued, “I will never receive pleasure or reach climax.”

Naomi slammed her pen on the table and looked toward Brendan again.

She said, “Brendan, you’re a good–for–nothing, evil asshole. No wonder everyone criticizes you behind your back. Your mother is right. You’ve inherited all the evil genes in the Ludwig family.”

Naomi thought that he would say that she would get struck by lightning if she broke the terms of the contract. If he was cruel, perhaps he’d say she’d never be able to win a case.

In the end, this man was ruthless enough to curse her with the inability to feel pleasure or climax. What an

evil man!

She wasn’t going to write something so insulting.

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