Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

With a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, Charlie cast her a glance. "What do you think?" How was she supposed to guess that?

Sure, she had some idea of Samuel's skill level, but she was utterly clueless about Charlie's.

If only she hadn't shown off last time during the match with Ban, she wouldn't be fretting like this, especially with Charlie withholding the result. Was he trying to drive her crazy? As she walked along, she clung onto Charlie's arm, swaying it back and forth. "I don't know. Just tell me, please?"

Charlie only chuckled lowly, not giving anything away.

Even after they got into the car, Nancy's playful whining did not elicit the answer she wanted.

"Hmph!" She pouted, pretending to be angry as she leaned against the car door. Her amber eyes rolling in exasperation, she said, "Fine, don't tell me, because I don't care."

Just then, her phone chirped with a new message. It was a message from Luna.

"Nancy, check Twitter. Samuel Wright actually apologized and admitted he's a loser. The comments below are hilarious..."

Nancy immediately opened Twitter.

Given Samuel's fame, a single tweet from him wouldn't usually cause much of a stir. But this time, he'd tagged Vivian. Thanks to Nancy's two spectacular performances, Vivian's popularity had soared, and Samuel's tweet instantly topped the trending list.

The sincerity in Samuel's apology was palpable. He detailed the events of the previous day, admitted his mistake of underestimating women, praised Vivian's skills, and ended with, "As a man, I shouldn't have given a woman such a hard time. Young Master Firth made me realize I am a loser."

Luna had mentioned the hilarious comments, so after reading the tweet, Nancy eagerly scrolled down to see the comments.

"Huh, a stern lesson from Young Master Firth' indeed. You are definitely a loser!"

"I feel sorry for you. How's your self-esteem holding up?"

"I wonder, loser? On... bed?"

"Tsk, tsk. Not only did you are a loser, but you're also weak. Buddy, cheer up."

"Am I the only one seeing Young Master Firth defending his wife? Vivian was insulted, and he stepped up, beating the offender at his own game without breaking a sweat Young Master Firth, you're awesome!"

"Ah! Young Master Firth is so manly! I'm so jealous of Vivian!"

"I wish I had a husband like that!"

Nancy couldn't read anymore, her face flushing a bright red.

Defending his wife?

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Even though the netizens were talking about Vivian, only she knew that she was the Vivian they were referring to.

She put her phone away and turned

to look at Charlie, a shy glint in her

amber eyes. In her heart, no one. could replace Charlie, his handsome face making her heart flutter

Just seeing him made her want to giggle...

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"Hehe..." She scooted closer to him, her hands once again wrapping around his arm, her face upturned, her eyes squinting into crescents as she beamed at him. "So, you won, hub? You're amazing!"