Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom
Chapter 100

100 Suspicious gown- S*xy old man

After understanding where he was coming from, Jeslyn laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. "I was really du mb." She didn't want to start giving excuses and blaming people for her mistakes, so she admitted to it.

Valen nodded slowly to whatever he thought. He stayed silent for a while before he asked in a low voice. "Did you cry?"

Jeslyn was taken aback. She didn't understand until she did. "Hahaha... of course not! Why would I because you told me the truth I was ignorant to? Because of my little sweet, sweet pie, I'll start all over again to train my voice so that you'll commend me in the future. Hahahaha..."

cry

Seeing her laughing so sweetly, Valen's heart was relieved and he also smiled before he initiated a hug with Jeslyn.

She froze in shock. Valen hugged her? Her hands slowly raised and she touched the child. He really hugged her!

Jeslyn was so excited that she returned the hug but it got so tight that the child was almost squashed.

"I'm sorry," the child whispered but loud enough for Jeslyn to hear.

Ever since she knew Valen, this was the first time he apologized without someone asking him. It made Jeslyn so emotional that she almost cried.

She pulled away and placed her hands on the child's shoulders. "Child, why are you sorry?"

Valen flattened his lips into a straight line. He didn't want to tell her that he was apologizing for criticizing her like that in the kitchen. The reason he blew up like that yesterday was that he saw her with his father.

Valen just realized that he tends to get really angry whenever he sees his father and Jeslyn together. For some reason, he wants to be the only man around Jeslyn.

Valen also couldn't tell her that he was apologizing for calling her du mb. To be honest, he wasn't the one who literally called her du mb, he was only repeating what he read, but since Jeslyn knocked him on the head, then it must be wrong, so he decided he had seen a perfect excuse.

"For calling you du mb," he finally said after a long time.

Jeslyn chuckled. "I know you a little to know that you don't hold back what you want to say unless you are about to tell a white lie. So, the reason you apologized isn't that you called me du mb..." Jeslyn paused and raised Valen's jaw with her fingers, forcing him to maintain eye contact with her.

"When you feel... no, when you know you have offended someone, don't make excuses or try to shy away from apologizing. It makes..." Jeslyn was stunned because Valen didn't let her finish before he nodded.

"I understand..." he replied while staring at Jeslyn's hazel eyes. "From now on, I'll be good," he

concluded.

Jeslyn couldn't describe her excitement. Valan wasn't the type to not fulfill his promises, so since he said he would, definitely he meant it.

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"Valen, child, I'm so excited right now, so for that, I'll be taking you out!" Jeslyn exclaimed.

Valen also smiled. He had long wanted to experience this kind of life but his condition and the family he belonged to, plus what Mulan had taught him made the child stop thinking about these 'minor' things. Jeslyn surveyed Valen. The child had been wearing either suits or black casuals. He needed a change.

of wardrobe.

"Let me go in and get changed. Jeslyn hurried towards her room like she was being chased.

Getting into her room, she went to her wardrobe. She scattered the luxurious clothes but couldn't replace what she was looking for.

"Where is that black dress?" She mumbled while searching around. She was not a fan of black dresses but it seems she has to start getting black clothes to match Valen's sometimes.

The only black dress she was seeing was the one she wore to the columbarium. She set that aside and continued to go through her wardrobe.

After rummaging through the wardrobe, she finally spotted a black dress, neatly folded inside her wardrobe. She pulled it out and opened the dress. Her brows furrowed because she couldn't remember buying herself something like this.

Checking the label, she realized it was a customized dress. "Did grandpa get me this?" She asked in doubt.

She didn't suspect anyone else because her grandfather used to get her dresses and leave them in her wardrobe without informing her. He said he loved the reaction she wore whenever she brought the dresses to him.

Jeslyn sighed and started to unzip the dress. She no longer doubted the gown because her grandfather had told her one time to get herself some black clothes but each time, she kicked against it. He must have sent it to her wardrobe without her knowledge.

After a while of putting on the flare knee-length gown with spaghetti straps, Jeslyn couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"Grandpa, you're such a s*xy old man, hahaha." She laughed. How could a 75-year-old man know so much about s*xy dresses?

"Grandma must have been a lucky woman," she smiled bitterly. If only they lived long together.

Jeslyn sat down to make herself up. She applied thick makeup on herself and did a thorough disguise. By the time she was done, she looked nothing like Jeslyn... or rather, there was still a little bit of Jeslyn left but it was just too little that it went unnoticed.

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After she was done, she took her black shades, picked up a black purse, and opened it to put shades in it, but realized the purse was empty. "Ah! No money..." she pouted pitifully and sighed dejectedly.

"Then how am I supposed to take Valen out?... I'm so mad right now!... Wait," she paused to think before a dubious smile crept onto her lips. "Pink should have a decent amount of money in her account..." she clicked her tongue playfully before rushing out of the room.

Getting to the sitting room Jeslyn asked Pink's whereabouts and was told she was outside the house.

Jeslyn rushed outside, leaving Valen to think about what had gotten into her.

"Older sister!" Jeslyn screamed.