Contract Marriage: If You Don't Love Me, Get Divorced!

As Charles spoke, he directly attacked Lincoln. But Lincoln was a renowned warrior. Even Nathan Ross, the undefeated general of Beau, couldn't fend off his attacks. Let alone a noble prince.

With just one move, Lincoln pinned Charles down on the table. "I advise you to think carefully. You are not my match. If you act rashly again, it won't be good if you get hurt."

Lincoln released Charles, then sat back in his original seat. He dusted off his clothes and said, "Your Highness, you can think about it slowly. Starting tomorrow, I will take a concubine every other day. I've heard that many women in Gonzales are jealous of my wife's talents. As a man, I don't know how to torment women. So, I'll just bring all those jealous women into the Marquis Manor. My manor is big enough. There's plenty of time for you to think."

"Lincoln, you bastard!" Charles clenched his fists tightly. He hated that he didn't have the strength to kill the bastard in front of him.

"Bastard? I never said I wasn't. Your Highness, we'll be taking our leave," Lincoln said as he stood up.

He walked up to Bella and said, "Ms. Jenkins, you should advise His Highness. Otherwise, your future days won't be easy!"

Bella looked up at the man in front of her. No matter how she looked at him, he didn't seem like such a shameless scoundrel. But he was!

Bella then turned her gaze to Charles. "Your Highness, I know you've always stayed out of worldly affairs. So just follow your heart. I will take care of myself."

After speaking, Bella didn't care about Lincoln's expression and turned to leave.

Bella now understood Charles' feelings for her. But she was already Lincoln's wife. She couldn't give him anything and didn't want him to lose anything because of her.

Lincoln watched Bella's stubborn figure and then looked at Charles. "Your Highness, how about we make a bet? Let's see how long she can hold out."

Charles was so furious at the man in front of him that he couldn't speak. He glared at him, wishing he could take him down with him.

"Your Highness, getting angry is bad for your health. Hahaha..." Lincoln left with those words, laughing loudly as he went.

When Adrian entered, he saw his master trembling with anger. He quickly helped him to a chair. "Your Highness, Marquis Miller is just a scoundrel. Please don't harm your health by getting too upset."

Adrian had been standing outside and heard everything that had happened inside. He had been with Charles since childhood and naturally understood his feelings. He knew Charles must be furious. But how could the famous Marquis Miller be such a rogue?

"You can go. I'm fine," Charles didn't want to hear anything or see anyone right now.

"Yes," Adrian responded and retreated to stand guard outside the door.

Charles slammed his fist on the table in frustration. Bella had said he always stayed out of worldly affairs, but she was wrong. His indifference was because of her. He wasn't really indifferent. He had fought against the world for Bella, but he lost.

When Lincoln came out, Bella had already left. He quickly mounted his horse and chased after her. When he reached her, he grabbed her and swiftly rode back to the Marquis Manor.

Bella didn't want to ride the same horse with him. But after witnessing his skills firsthand, she knew any struggle would be useless, so she let him do as he wished.

When they arrived at the manor, Lincoln dismounted. He casually tossed the reins to the guard and walked straight through the gate without a glance at Bella, who was still on the horse.

Bella had never ridden a horse before and didn't know how to dismount. Finally, with the help of the guard, she managed to get down from the horse.

Bella went straight back to the Melody Courtyard. Even though she didn't care about others, her mood was still affected. She wasn't a fool. She clearly understood Lincoln's intentions.