Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

In shock, Nancy slowly turned around and frowned at him, "What are you doing?"

Charlie lazily leaned against the headboard. His deep gaze swept over her, "Your Aunt Flo isn't visiting."

It was true that Nancy's Aunt Flo wasn't visiting. She said that yesterday just to avoid having sex with him. It was a well-known secret. Why did he have to bring it up? "You're right," Nancy replied.

She was displeased, "But so what? We both know that I'm not Vivian. So if you want to do it, do it yourself. I won't help you!"

After saying that, Nancy ignored him and turned to leave.

"Maid Heather is grandfather's informer. Do you want grandfather to know that we're already sleeping in separate rooms right after getting married?"

Nancy's foot, which had just stepped out, suddenly froze in mid-air.

"If you dare to worry my grandfather, Nancy, your father can go to hell!"

Nancy remained silent.

Fine!

He was ruthless!

After her foot landed on the ground, instead of going back to the bed, Nancy walked towards the wardrobe. She took out a bedsheet and walked over to the sofa. After hanging Charlie's suit jacket on the nearby coat rack, she lay down on the sofa.

Staring at the ceiling, Nancy bit her lip forcefully, "From now on, I'll sleep here. When it's necessary to act along with you, I will. But here, I'm Nancy, not Vivian. It doesn't matter whether you like Vivian and want to provoke her with me, or if you truly don't like women and prefer men, I don't care."

Nancy wasn't Vivian. She wouldn't believe hearsay. She only believed what her eyes saw.

From last night, when Charlie followed Vivian's agent on Facebook, Nancy felt that Vivian had a position in his heart.

Today he obtained the marriage certificate with her only to please his grandfather.

She was willing to be a substitute and cooperate in all his performances, but she couldn't be used in the process.

After saying that, she turned over, with her back facing Charlie.

Charlie watched her back and narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't bother her any longer. He turned and laid on the bed.

Half a month later.

After school, Nancy stood in front of the Firth family's mansion, preparing to push open the gate. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a speeding sports car and turned her head in alarm. Then she saw a white Maserati rushing towards her with a "zoom." She just glanced at it without thinking much, pushed open the gate. When she was about to enter, she heard the sound of urgent braking. Afterwards, she heard a man's voice beside her, "Nancy!" "Hmm?"

Nancy turned her head again and saw Charlie getting down from the Maserati.

He casually tossed a car key towards Nancy, "As of this moment, it's yours."NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"What?"

Nancy quickly reached out and caught the key. Looking down at the car key in her hand, she didn't know what to do.

When she mentioned that she wanted a Maserati sports car, although Charlie agreed, she thought he was just saying it. But unexpectedly, he bought it for her!

Turning her head to look at the sleek and stylish supercar, Nancy blinked in surprise, "Is it really for me?"

Charlie put one hand in his pocket. A slight smile tugged at the corners of his thin lips, "What I, Charlie, said would naturally counts."

Well...

Nancy forcefully bit her lip, but she still couldn't believe it, "Are you sure this is for me and not for Vivian?"

Charlie's lips, which were initially slightly curved, suddenly pursed tightly.