Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

36 Caring for his sick wife

From morning till afternoon Jeslyn didn’t go downstairs to eat nor did she open her door to the maids that had been knocking.

Now it’s evening and she’s still inside and a maid is standing outside her door, banging and ringing the doorbell with urgency.

How many hours has it been that the guest she was warned to care for by the butler hasn’t eaten? She loves her job and doesn’t want to be fired.

Being under master Maverick means an automatic protective shield in this hell of a country, so the young maid was frightened by the thousands of bad thoughts running through her mind.

“Ring, ring, ring!”

“Knock, knock, knock!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Ma’am, please open the door!”

There’s a spare key with the butler however the man couldn’t be found in the large mansion. “Step back.”

The maid turned with a start at the cold voice. She hurriedly stepped out of the way and bowed her head to avoid looking at those cold eyes owned by the demonic man she was working for. When will this master learn to make a sound while walking? Every time, he walks around like he wasn’t stepping on the ground.

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the maid was thinking that, Maverick brought out a key card and slid it through the reader, and waited for it to beep green before he turned the knob and

messy hair and a red nose. Her gorgeous face looked pale with

his brows after feeling

to the

for a brief moment before he headed to

a white towel. He sat down beside Jeslyn and turned her from

Jeslyn didn’t stir in

water, squeezed the water out, and cleaned

repeated the process a few times before folding the towel and placing it on

glanced at his inconspicuous black watch before he stood up and returned the bowl

came back to sit beside the sleeping woman and glanced at her face one more time before he looked away

on the headboard with one long leg placed on the bed and the other left on the fluffy rug.

eyes closed and expression unreadable, he stepped

sound of his phone ringing made

in the direction of the phone and the murderous look in his eyes dissipated a little. When he closed and opened his eyes again, only the redness

to take his phone while looking at

the other party was saying without uttering a word before he took the phone off his ears and placed it back on the top

a maid pushed it open. She bowed to the man sitting on the bed before stepping aside for the doctor

young man that was no older than Maverick, with his hair dyed white, walked into

on the bed and started to open it while saying: “I thought you called me for your

ignored him and closed his eyes with his head resting

the group saying someone got married. With