Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

244 Interrupting a loving moment

Jeslyn was sleeping when she felt a soft touch. She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. Her day was hectic and she was dead tired. What she needed the most at the moment was a good sleep. 1

She snuggled into Valen and held the child closer to herself.

Looking at the child that was occupying his space, Maverick clenched his jaw. He waited for a while before peeling Jeslyn away from Valen but the moment he did, Valen mumbled some inaudible words in his sleep and drew closer to Jeslyn again, making Maverick’s effort of separating them to be in vain. Maverick took a deep breath. He glanced at the two and suddenly curled his lips. He roughly picked up Jeslyn and headed to the door, leaving Valen alone to sleep on Jeslyn’s bed.

His intention was to join them in bed but since they didn’t want him in their midst, he’d gladly be the villain who separates him.

Walking along the corridor with Jeslyn in his arms, he lowered his face and kissed her on the forehead. “I missed you,” he whispered.

Jeslyn turned in his arms, her eyes opened slightly but when she perceived the masculine smell of her husband, she held tightly onto him like her life depended on it.

“Maverick?” she murmured as she tried to make sense of where she was.

“Mmm,” he responded.

her veins. “Maverick!” she called a little loudly. “Is this really you?” She touched his cheek

real!

are back!” She screamed.

you miss me?”

you so muc-” Before Jeslyn could finish her words, he sealed her lips with his as he fumbled with the lock on his

bathroom. After washing up, still wearing his pajamas, he headed to the door and left for the

Master, they greeted.

my mother?”

haven’t seen her this morning” Chef May

made an appointment… no, Jeslyn made an appointment with

familiar face, Code 10 speaking to another guard by

father is back. So in that case, Jeslyn must

about in the sitting room while darting his eyes to the stair landing every now and then, hoping that

thin. Just when he was about to lament again for the

dashed to the stairs, like someone who was fleeing

don’t need siblings, I don’t want a cute sister!” While his two little legs were helping him through the stairs, albeit, with little difficulty, Valen failed to see the stranger that just walked into the sitting room from the

cold and heartless person. His living room speaks volumes.” Damien voiced out as he took in Maverick’s sitting room. He sat on the couch and picked up

he saw Emilee. “Oh, she’s become more pretty. How

irrational is living in your enemy’s house,

are you afraid of?”