Bring Your A Game, Mr
Chapter 973

Chapter 973

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt arms wrapping around her waist.

She tensed up in response. The very next second, Jamie had her in his arms with a smile on his face.

At this moment, she knew what his answer was.

All her nervousness and insecurities instantly vanished as she finally felt relieved.

They both stared at each other, much like a loving couple, and that made Jamie shy.

His cheeks started to flush. He made an effort to restrain his emotions, but the corners of his lips continued to curl upward involuntarily.

"You're right. Boss was the one who disappeared for the past seven years, but I was the one who suffered the side effects. I became timid and indecisive, which is unlike how a man should act. From now on, you are the head of our family and have the say in everything. I love you, Narissa Cuber, and I want you to be mine!"

Hearing that, Narissa could feel her cheeks burning and her heart racing. "Hurry up and take me inside now, dummy! They will be getting off work later!"

"Oh, right! We have to get the marriage certificate!"

The two of them hurriedly ran in, but they were chased out shortly after.

Jamie frustratedly rubbed the back of his head as he grumbled, "Why is an appointment required even for marriage? And there is so much documentation to be prepared! That will take a long time..."

Narissa, too, had no idea of the extensive procedures to follow. With a smile on her face, she shrugged her shoulders and responded, "It's my fault for dragging you here without checking. Well, I have no experience of getting married. Please bear with me." At that, Jamie whirled around and looked at her in a daze. Wow. Such a polite attitude from her!

Then, he took a deep breath and moved closer to her. Holding her face in his palms, he gave her a passionate kiss on the lips.

This was Narissa's first time experiencing a kiss. She stared at him with her eyes wide open and reflexively held her breath as she clenched her fists which were hanging by the sides of her body.

It was only when Jamie's breathing became labored did he reluctantly step back, but his intense focus on Narissa did not waver.

"So, this is how it feels to be with a beloved."

"How are you feeling?" Narissa inquired while attempting to appear composed.

"Blessed. I can die with no regrets now!" Jamie joked.

"You do know how to sweet-talk, huh? It seems to me that you are merely pretending to be silly so that I can take the initiative. Such a cunning plan of yours!"

"Regardless of who took the initiative, I've already stamped my seal on you! You are my wife now even without the marriage certificate!"

It was genuinely wonderful to feel blessed. After only a few minutes of feeling this way, Jamie decided that he would never want to let go of what he currently had.

Narissa, on the other hand, shyly pushed him away. "Sir, without the certificate, please keep a distance from me. Otherwise, I'm going to sue you for getting too close to me!" That amused Jamie. "How could you change your attitude so fast?"

"None of your business," Narissa muttered arrogantly.

Jamie narrowed his eyes in response, and an idea cropped up in his mind. The next second, he bent down, picked her up, and placed her on his shoulders.

"Let's see how you're going to sue me now!"

They played around for a while before regaining their composure.

Then, the both of them headed to the Griffith Residence.

Their relationship would never have worked out without Elise. Hence, even though they had not obtained their marriage certificate yet, they wanted to first share their good news with Elise. Just as the both of them walked into the Griffith Residence hand in hand, they ran into Paul, who came out to look for food.

Paul's expression immediately changed when he saw their interlocked hands. He then deliberately approached them and stared sternly at their hands.

"What is the meaning of this?" he questioned with a pretentious smile on his face.

The smile that Jamie originally had on his face became stiff the moment he saw Paul.

However, Narissa did not like to beat around the bush. "We are married," she answered candidly. This would be known to everyone sooner or later, so she would rather be honest from the start.

Hearing that, Paul stood up straight and stared at Jamie with an indifferent expression. His eyes filled with viciousness as he said, "You do know that Narissa is my fiancée, right? What a b*stard you are! My sister suffered so badly all because of you and now, you're enticing my fiancée?! How on earth do you even consider yourself to be human?!"

Jamie was being scolded so embarrassingly that he couldn't lift his head, and his hand which was holding Narissa's seemed to loosen a little.

Indeed, he was so preoccupied with his happiness that he had forgotten about Paul and Alicia.

It was extremely cruel to break the news of his marriage to Narissa to them; it was like rubbing salt in their wounds.

Narissa, however, had a different opinion.

She held Jamie's even more firmly as she righteously made her stand clear. "Let's get this straight, alright? I have never agreed to be your fiancée! Jamie is not Alicia's boyfriend either. Both of us are unmarried, so what's wrong with us getting married to each other?" "You just can't!" Paul lost his cool and roared, "I told Gale that I will marry you before I fell into the sea, and that makes you my fiancée! What right does Jamie have to seek happiness now after doing such harm to my sister?"

Paul approached Jamie and continued to condemn while pointing at Jamie's nose, "You are nothing more than a scum, a sanctimonious hypocrite! You have to do justice to my sister!"

Such a huge commotion alerted the Griffiths on the upper floor.

All four of them stood by the stairs' railing, watching silently.

Jamie felt guilty as his conscience began to eat him up amid Paul's allegations.

He was so overwhelmed by the guilt that he felt himself at a dead end. Initially a man of unbreakable spirit, he was now only able to hunch his back and did not even dare to stand up straight or assert himself. Narissa, on the other hand, was furious seeing such a cowardly look on his face.

She immediately pulled out her phone, unlocked it, and scrolled through before throwing it onto the couch next to Paul.

"I have proof that Gale bribed the helper and arranged for the thugs to humiliate Alicia. You can see for yourself. Gale was the main culprit for everything! Jamie can choose to wash his hands off everything, but he did not. It is all because of his kindness. But that doesn't mean you can keep using this matter to emotionally blackmail him and endlessly take advantage of his vulnerability to hurt him! Does he have to love Alicia just because she loves him? If that's the case, can I ask you to die just because I hate you? Who do you think you are to expect the entire world to pamper you and do everything according to your wishes? If you think our helping hands to the Heidelbergs now is what we're supposed to do because we owe you, you can get lost!"

Narissa's every word shook Paul's heart. Without saying a word, he silently took the phone and examined all the evidence it held.

He had previously believed that Alicia's unfortunate incident was an act of impulse and hence, Jamie was not to be forgiven.

But it turned out now that it was Gale's trap all along! He devised every step to destroy Alicia's purity and innocence.

He is such a monster! How could he bring himself to do this?

The phone remained firmly clutched in Paul's hand. Agony and anger piled up in his heart, leading him to only one thought-to kill Gale.

Jamie took a look at Narissa and finally gathered his courage as he said, "Whether you believe me or not, I have already sent someone to look for the best psychologist. Alicia is my friend and I won't leave her in the lurch. Don't blame Narissa; everything she said or did was all because of me. Hate me if you want to, but not her." Being a man, he would not leave his woman in the lead, carrying all of his burdens.

Paul did not say anything in response. Instead, he turned around and headed back to his room on the upper floor.

When he arrived at the steps, he abruptly came to a stop and muttered, "I'm sorry." He said it with his back to them before dashing into his room and locking himself inside.