Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

He certainly liked Vivian, but he couldn't resist kissing her. He was so greedy that he wanted both women to be his. What a jerk! "Pervert?"

Charlie frowned. His slender fingers suddenly grasped Nancy's chin and forcefully turned her face towards his own. He stared straight at Nancy's eyes as he said word by word, "Nancy, your name is on my marriage certificate. It's only fair for me to kiss and even sleep with you!"

Uh...

Only then did Nancy remember that fact. Without Charlie reminding her, she would have forgotten it.

She blinked her eyes rapidly, a smile forming on her pretty face, "Mr. Firth, are you free tomorrow?"

Charlie had an instinct that there was a trap in Nancy's words. He asked suspiciously, "What?"

Nancy's eyes curved as she smiled brightly, "If you are free tomorrow, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau again and get divorced."

Divorce!?

Charlie's cold face suddenly turned serious. He let go of Nancy's chin forcefully, "Nancy, don't even think about reducing me to second-hands!"

Nancy was too surprised to moan in pain, "What do you mean?"

"Pfft..." It was too hilarious for Tom to hold back. He laughed aloud, "Mrs. Firth, whether men or women, one will be seen as a second-hand after getting divorced. Mr. Firth is too proud to accept that."

Nancy, "......"

He was too proud?

He was simply too arrogant!

She gently tugged at Charlie's sleeve and shook it lightly, "Mr. Firth, you're so handsome and capable. Plus, you're rich. Even if you're a divorced man, you would still be the most popular one. Come on, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow." Charlie forcefully pulled out his sleeve, completely ignoring Nancy.

Nancy kept staring at Charlie's

handsome face. The word "second-hand" kept on echoing in her mind, making her burst into laughter.

It was the first time that she had seen such a proud man. She was laughing her head off. If other people knew that the proud Mr. Firth from the super-rich family of City Nustin was afraid of being "a second-hand", many would be amused. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Her laughter lifted Charlie's spirits.

Just then, Tom stopped the car and respectfully said, "Mr. Firth, we've arrived."

"Great."

Charlie opened the car door and stepped out, then he bent down and extended his hand towards Nancy, "Come."

Nancy glanced at his slender and fair hand, smiled slightly, and placed her hand on his.

After she got out of the car, Charlie bent his arm. Getting the hint, Nancy smiled and hooked her arm with his.

But after a few steps, the smile on her face faded. She asked, "Didn't you say you were taking me to have fun? Is this the place?"

Charlie frowned and looked at her sideways, "Why? You don't like it?"

"It is not only I don't like it here. This place disgusts me!"

Nancy raised her hand, pointing angrily at the neon lights of the clubhouse, her face flushed with anger.

"Mr. Firth, you're truly a remarkable

person. You actually brought your wife to a nightclub to find

prostitutes. If someone caught you and Vivian in such a filthy place, it'd make quite the scandalous headline tomorrow, wouldn't it?

The two neon words on the building Nancy was pointing at lit up - "Night Colorsss"

Such an erotic and evocative name...