Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

Chapter 158

158 Yellow’s story

“What? That’s ridiculous! When is this bullshit going to stop for crying out loud!” She angrily sat on the bed and threw the pillow aside.

“Soon,” Maverick said while sitting on a sofa.

Pink came around when she was asleep a few days ago and injected her the dose, so she’s good until next month.

“I was supposed to see my period or did it not come?”

“It came. I took care of it.”

Jeslyn’s lips twitched. “You… you…”

“Mn… you owe me,” he responded.

“Didn’t you feel disgusted?”

“Do you feel disgusted?” He returned the question.

“Sometimes.” She replied.

Maverick only looked at her and said nothing.

“Where is my phone?” Jeslyn looked around the bed but didn’t see her phone anywhere.

“Battery went dead. It’s charging.”

Jeslyn looked at him skeptically. “How so?” She didn’t use her phone from the minute they got to the network–less island and her battery was 100 percent.

“I used it,” he smiled.

Jeslyn wanted to ask more but that smile was a killer. Her words got stuck on her throat and she yelled.

“Stop smiling!”

Maverick smiled more, prompting Jeslyn to throw him a pillow.

Maverick didn’t catch it and allowed the pillow to hit his face. Seeing her smiling like she won a great battle, he slowly shook his head.

“Your teacher brought you some dresses.” Maverick pointed at her wardrobe.

“Oh, so the test should be starting…”

“Tuesday.” Maverick answered before she could finish.

Jeslyn got down and walked to the wardrobe. She opened it and brought out four long dresses and four shoes. She spread them on the bed and started to access the dresses to see which would look better.

She raised a blue dress and placed it on herself. “Does this look good?”

“Color is good, dress is bad.” Why would he allow his wife to wear something that was revealing her breast, stomach and back?

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Jeslyn nodded, “I don’t like it either. It’s too revealing

She picked up another dress- a red one.

“How about this?”

“Color is fine, dress is tacky.” Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Jeslyn chuckled. “Not tacky. It’s beautiful… just that the shoulder pads are too high and the slit is also very high…”

“Your breast will be on display and undies might be showing from the slit.” He concluded.

“Hahahaha…. Plum, that’s not true, ah. Well, just a little higher than this will indeed reveal my panties

my breast aren’t…”

but

“So, it’s tacky… ugly.”

“Hahahaha…fine, it is.”

Jeslyn placed it down and took a black dress. “How about this?”

Maverick stared at it for a long time. It’s a strapless trumpet gown. It’s not revealing.

“Nice,” he said.

“Hmm, I like it too but let’s see the white dress.” Jeslyn set the black dress aside and took the white one. It’s a backless spaghetti straight gown with a high slit. The material for making the dress is a little stretchy, so it would stick to the body and outlines a person’s figure.

Totally gorgeous but seeing the frown on Maverick’s face, Jeslyn immediately set it aside.

“The black dress it is.” She chuckled when she saw him relaxing. “Mr. Maverick, are you jealous?”

“Should I?”

“Of course, you have to. If you aren’t jealous, then it means you don’t love me.”

“There’s no reason to be jealous. You are married to me.” He said nonchalantly.

“Oh, impressive.” She smiled while trying on the shoes. In the end, she settled for black heels.

“You haven’t eaten,” Maverick reminded her.

“I’m actually not hungry. Besides, it’s late into the night. I would rather wait until morning.” Jeslyn responded while taking the dresses back to the wardrobe.

“Drink something then.”

“Ok,” she agreed.

The next day, Jeslyn got ready for class and gave Maverick a goodbye kiss. Inside the car that takes her to the class building, she decided to check her phone.

No calls. She checked her chatting apps and saw the messages left behind by Ruben and Lolita asking about her health.

She saw a reply which she believed wasn’t hers.

‘Rossa, how have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you for days now. What’s going on?‘

‘Look after yourself!

“Huh? Plum what sort of response is that? So cold.” Jeslyn sighed and shook her head.

It was even good that he replied to one message from Lolita. Ruben sent the most messages, yet Maverick didn’t reply to any.

Jeslyn ignored the messages and just when she was about to log out, a message popped up. She opened the unknown number and saw it was a message from Vera.

“Ah, this vixen. You’re still existing?” She murmured.

“Who do you want dead?” Yellow asked from the driver’s seat.

“No one, just wondering why some people were created. They annoy me.”

“Tell me who they are, I’ll help you get rid of them.”

“Hai, tch, don’t be too blood thirsty. We aren’t vampires.” She chastised Yellow.

“Your husband is way bloodthirstier than anyone can ever be.”

“I love him that way.” Jeslyn stuck out her tongue.

“Hahahaha… little bunny, are you sure?”

“What? Should I rather love you more?”

“I’m no gay, you pervert!”

“Oh, I heard you say you were. How many girls have you impregnated? What do you identified yourself as?…” Jeslyn started to make fun of Yellow while totally forgetting to read Vera’s messages.

“Hahahaha… I’m not Lela.” Yellow said.

“Who is Lela?”

“Your crush from prison…. Queen.”

“Ewwww! Don’t talk about that lady.”

“She almost had her way with you when you caught her doing things to some girl, didn’t she?”

“I said don’t talk about her, ah!”

“Hahahaha… good thing you had Pink and I with you. You would have long turned gay”

“I might have killed her by now.” Jeslyn disagreed.

“That’s plausible. One tends to be violent when they’ve been pushed to the wall. But do you think Queen is that careless? If she was such a weak person, Pink would have long killed her by now. She’s just as strong and cunny as Pink is.”

“Really? Wait, how strong is Pink?”

“Strong enough to be ranked number one in your husband’s faction.”

“Wow. Can you tell me more about Pink?”

Yellow sighed. “Pink is mysterious. No one knows much about her. We all know she’s as evil as your husband. I should instead tell you my story and how I met Pink.” “That’s good too. I’ll ask her in the future. So what’s your story?”