Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

56 Is this care? Why?

Staying there was far better than staying around Alpha Chaos, damn it!

While Pink was almost snapping in rage, Jeslyn was scrutinizing her from afar. She could see the pink-haired lady more clearly than before. Her figure and murderous air reminds her too much of Pink, but she had never seen Pink in this manner before.

And also, where there’s Pink, there should be Yellow. She learned in prison that the both of them are inseparable. So, seeing a blue-haired lady instead of Yellow, killed the little excitement that was sprouting in her heart.

Jeslyn sighed and returned her gaze to the blue-haired lady who had just gotten to them.

The lady bowed to little Valen and Jeslyn before she grabbed the well-built guard up from the floor. The guard tried to resist as an ominous feeling gripped his heart. However, the lady was way more powerful than he is.

The guard might look big, but his strength couldn’t compare to Blue’s.

She dragged him to the edge of the pool and sent a powerful kick to the back of his knee.

The guard stumbled forward and fell inside the pool with a ‘splash!’

Jeslyn didn’t understand what was going on, however, Valen did. He flattened his lips into a thin line while staring at the two struggling in the water.

Blue was pushing the guard’s head down the water while the guard was resisting her.

Jeslyn soon realized what was going on when she saw the guard’s reaction every time he managed to raise his head from the pool.

She is killing him!

Jeslyn jolted from the

Blue paid no

stop it!!”

with her hand waving at them.

held her head with both hands

“Ahhh!”

to rescue her, but her weight was too much, so both Valen and Jeslyn fell on the chair with Valen’s

didn’t scream nor cried, however, the pain he felt in his hand was severe and he even felt his bone

hazel iris rolled in and only her white

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picked up Jeslyn into her

She ordered in a wicked tone before she turned with Jeslyn in her arms and

entered the house before he slowly lowered his eyes to his

turned pale. He bit harder on his

forming on his wrist and was swollen

shut his watering red eyes as lines of tears fell

hurts like hell, but from the time he could remember, he was told to never show his pain and must not cry because it would make

pain from such a tender age until pain was

the pain he was feeling was to become a little demon. When he feels pain, instead of crying, he

roared after blinking away the tears that were threatening to fall again.

look like someone who was crying a while ago, nor did it look like someone in distress, but rather, he

pointed toward his lounge

of a

“Little -”