The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day Chapter 278: She Doesn’t Know Who She Married

Henry Stanton let out a long sigh, his mind filled with endless frustration.

He really shouldn’t have brought that crazy woman back!

She completely embarrassed him!

Fortunately, once Stella Monroe left, the back garden finally returned to its tranquility.

Henry Stanton clasped his hands together, apologizing to the mourning guests: "Everyone, I’m truly sorry. Stella is overwheld with grief and not thinking straight, making a fool of herself in front of all of you."

The crowd looked at each other, one after another, shaking their heads and saying, "It’s nothing, it’s nothing, it’s understandable."

"Please have Mrs. Stanton take care of her health. Losing a child can lead to another, but if her health deteriorates, it won’t be good."

"Please take care of yourself too..."

The comforting words from the people gradually cald Henry Stanton’s mood down.

Evan Hughes hesitated for a mont, but still stepped forward and pulled Henry Stanton aside, saying, "Damon, Stella’s state is really not right. You should find a good doctor for her. How can this continue?"

Henry Stanton nodded: "I will find a doctor for her."

"Speaking of doctors..." Evan Hughes gave a thumbs-up, saying: "Your Sumr’s dical skills are incredible. Last night, I almost had a stroke and left this world, but she saved ."

Henry Stanton was taken aback, asking in shock: "Sumr knows dicine?"

Evan Hughes looked at Henry Stanton with a face full of shock and asked, "You, as her father, don’t know your own daughter is a prodigy in dicine?"

"This... how is that possible?" Henry Stanton’s brain montarily froze.

Wasn’t Sumr raised in the countryside? Where did she learn dicine?

Evan Hughes saw that Henry Stanton was completely unaware and felt even more shocked.

He imdiately excitedly recounted the events of last night to Henry Stanton, leaving him astounded.

After Evan Hughes finished speaking, he patted Henry Stanton’s shoulder with envy, saying: "Your daughter is truly a treasure, you have to treat her well! Don’t treat her like Clarissa, you must take good care of her."

Henry Stanton nodded blankly, it took him a while to regain his composure.

But his first reaction wasn’t amusent, it was wariness.

Since Sumr has such profound dical skills, how could he, as her father, not know?

Was Sumr deliberately hiding it from him? Why would she hide it from him?

Could it be that, like Stella Monroe, Sumr has ulterior motives too?

Or perhaps, right from the beginning, she returned with an agenda?

The more Henry Stanton thought, the colder his back felt, his eyes grew as dark as twilight, and he seed to be enveloped in a low pressure.

Perhaps... he really needs to understand his daughter more deeply.

Henry Stanton clenched his fists, his eyes narrowing tightly, flickers of cold light fluttering in his eyes, as if at the coldest point atop an iceberg.

Having just received the marriage certificate and stepped out of the civil affairs bureau, Sumr Monroe suddenly sneezed: "Achoo..."

She rubbed her nose, feeling an ominous premonition.

"Caught a cold?" Damian Knight frowned, looking at her, the worry in his eyes evident.

Sumr Monroe shook her head, suddenly rembering she left her coat in the civil affairs bureau.

"I think I left my coat inside, I’ll go get it."

Sumr Monroe was about to turn around when Damian Knight placed his hand on her shoulder and said: "You get in the car first, I’ll fetch it for you. I’ll take you out for lunch later. Your house must be quite a ss right now, you probably won’t eat much if you go back."

Sumr Monroe nodded: "Okay."

She paused and added: "I don’t want to eat dumplings..."

Having eaten dumplings for several consecutive als, just thinking about them made her feel a bit nauseous.

Damian Knight chuckled helplessly and said: "Do you think on our wedding day, I’ll just take you to eat dumplings? Sumr, you seem not to know who you married yet."