Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

Chapter 473



Chapter 473

473 Preparation for public appearance

Rex sneered. “You are hiding secrets from me, your boss, aren’t you? Don’t forget I have Manager’s contact.” @

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“How about I tell my future sister–in–law that you’re cheating with her ex–manager?” Jeslyn curled up her lips.

“Y–you! Brother, your wife wants to ruin my relationship. Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“She doesn’t need to do anything.” Maverick put down Jeslyn’s cup and carried her in his hands. “We are done eating,” He said and left the table.

“Wooo! Brother, the sun is still up! There’ll be too much sweat running down your bodies!!” Rex

teased.

“Let us worry about that,” Maverick retorted.

“She’s pregnant! Don’t put another!!” Rex wouldn’t give up. There’s a special joy in making fun of his brother.

“Not a bad idea,” Maverick added before stepping out of the dining’s threshold.

“Damn it! I need to go spy on those two.”

Just as Rex was about to stand up, Valen held his trousers and tugged it down, prompting him to look

down.

“What are you trying to do?” the boy asked.

“What is it to you?”

“They are my parents. Mom is tired from pregnancy and Dad is taking her to sleep. Why do you want to bother them?” the child raised a brow.

“Eh? Look at you, so naive. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk… come closer, let me tell you what’s about to happen in that

room-”

“Brother!” Kim and Piper yelled at once.

Rex looked at them and beamed. “He’s still gonna know,” he winked.

“Know what? Tell me, I’m interested-” he bolted to his feet and yelled. “Does Dad want to hurt my mum again?!” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Ah, ah, ah! Calm down, little one. It’s not as bad as you think… You know what, I just remembered I haven’t finished my work. See you…!” Rex ran away after causing trouble.

Everyone else laughed. Pink called Valen with a smile and asked, “Why don’t we go to the practice room and see how far your martial arts skills have improved?”

Valen eagerly nodded and pushed Pink’s wheelchair out of the dining room.

Kimberly excused herself, leaving Brian and Piper alone to talk.

Immediately everyone left, the two pounced on each other in a make–out section. They were so hungry for each other that the noises they made as they kissed attested to that.

Maya, who had no idea what was happening, decided to enter the dining room to take out the dishes. However, what she met those two doing, got blood running to her cheeks. She ran back out, her chest heaving up and down.

Inside Matt’s office.

The doctor was stitching a cut on Inspector Fin’s back while they talked.

“From what you’ve said, It is clear that the rainborite stone can cure viruses, which means we can be cured too. That’s impressive,” Inspector Fin nodded.

“Right. I noticed while monitoring Damien, the stone has energy that is absorbed and after that, it turns to powder. The energy from it is the cure,” Matt emphasized.

“Got that. I never thought something so phenomenal could occur for real. I thought it could only happen in anime cultivation movies.” Inspector Fin was amused.

“I hope you don’t come here, bearing another injury. I see no point in being a cop if you can’t fight.” The topic took a nosedive too quickly.

“How about you stop nagging? Aren’t you a doctor? If you can’t treat patients anymore, you should submit your resignation letter to the board,” Inspector Fin fired back.

“I’m saying it for your good. Any injury you sustain from now on shall be handled by the hospital.” He clipped the last thread and dropped the scissors, then took a bandage.

“Why? Are you dying?”

“I wish I was. My wife is pregnant and she wants a wedding”

Inspector Fin gasped and was about to turn in excitement, but was pulled back by Matt, who glared dangerously at him.

“Will you behave and let me wrap this up?”

Inspector Fin did as told. He waited patiently until his wound was bandaged before he got up and carried Matt up from his legs and

from his legs and spun him around.

“Finally! Hahaha…”

“Put me down, that looks gay!” his face contorted into a scowl, causing Fin to laugh even more but the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

“You foolish man. Your stitches have opened!” Matt glared at the blood stain on the white bandage dress.

“I got excited,” Fin chuckled.

“You all are troublesome, it seems I really need to retire.” He hissed and started cutting the bandage

open.

For the next few days, the group were preparing for a baby shower and a wedding. The joy at this time was like a fantasy that none of them believed would ever happen so soon.

While the others were doing the preparation, Jeslyn was preparing for her public appearance that would be taking place the next day,coincidentally, it was Fearless Entertainment’s 6th anniversary. A perfect setting for a public appearance.

By the next morning, everything was in place. According to her Manager, she shouldn’t apply make–up or wear something too extravagant. Her reason was so that her fans would believe she was indeed having a hard time and truly needed the rest they cut off. In other words, her appearance was to make her fans feel guilty for bothering her.

Jeslyn wore a simple black gown, accompanied by low heels. Her hair was a bit messy and her face was touched with a bit of makeup to make her look like a sad person.

“Are you ready?” Maverick asked as he entered her room.

“Yes,” she smiled.

Unlike usual, he was wearing a white shirt with a few loose buttons on beige pants. Although he looked cool, his sex appeal was suppressed.

With the wife looking unhappy, and the husband tuning down his charms, it was enough to tell observant people that something wasn’t right.

Just like Manager Kate expected, the moment they got out of the car, the reporter and fans who were waiting outside the event centre, gasped.

They looked cute together as always but the air around them felt strange. The man was holding his wife close to himself, while the woman was looking nervous and trying to shy away from the cameras.


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