Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom
Chapter 163

163 I'm not lying

"Ms. Rossa, are you into a relationship?" He asked.

"Don't care about my personal life too much." Jeslyn replied.

Mr. Stanley spun her around but before he could grab her, someone else did.

"I would like a dance with this elegant lady," Judge said with a half smile. Stanley wanted to protest but when he saw Celestine shake her head, he left his dance partner and took another. After all, the dance floor was filled with people and the moment the guys spun the girls around, dancing partners could be exchanged.

Jeslyn also wanted to protest but somehow, she caught sight of Maverick sitting at a dark corner. He seemed to have been watching her.

So, he's stalking me now?

Jeslyn didn't say anything and directly placed a hand on Judge's shoulder as a form of acceptance. Judge wrapped a hand around her waist and held her other hand with his left hand, then they started to dance to the cool music.

"I'm Judge, what's your name, pretty?"

"Not important," Jeslyn responded.

"It is important. But don't worry, you'll tell me in a while."

Jeslyn rolled her eyes and they continued to dance slowly. Soon, the music changed to something more seductive and provocative.

Jeslyn, Celestine, Lolita, and Ruben, plus the clients and a few other people on the dance floor frowned at the changed music. Something was wrong. They were also dancing, so they stopped and turned to look around. Only Jeslyn and Judge were still dancing.

Jeslyn was trying to peel herself away from the bastard that was taking advantage of her but she was too weak to free herself.

Maverick was staring at them and she could see him, likewise feeling his piercing stare at her exposed

back.

Thinking of his betrayal, Jeslyn let herself go and started to go with the music.

Maverick's gaze turned sinister as dark energy shrouded him. His hold on the glass cup tightened as he watched that filthy guy seduce his wife on stage.

"Clack," the glass shattered and the shards pierced into his palm, yet Maverick didn't notice.

As if touching his wife's exposed beautiful skin wasn't bad enough, he saw Judge leaning closer to Jeslyn, wanting to kiss her. Maverick narrowed his eyes and started to caress the black and gold gun on the table in front of him.

Good thing that just when Judge was about to kiss Jeslyn, she pushed him away and landed a slap on his face before she ran away from the stage.

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Maverick's eyes lingered on Judge who was holding his cheek and looking at Jeslyn's running back. He got up with his gun and headed towards the restroom.

Jeslyn was seen in the restroom crying her eyes out while scrubbing her hands even though they had turned red. She wanted to punish Maverick. She wanted to see revenge but she ended up hurting herself

even more.

"Rossa, what's going on?" Lolita rushed inside the restroom to see Jeslyn crying.

"I'm fine," Jeslyn wiped her tears before opening her purse to bring out her powder.

"You don't look fine. Who hurt you?"

"Lolita, I'm ok. Please I need some space," Jeslyn's voice was hard and it was void of cheerfulness.

Lolita immediately understood that something was wrong but she couldn't probe at this moment, so she left.

Jeslyn spent a long time applying and ruining her make up until she finally made one that could be managed.

Jeslyn left the restroom and to her shock, Maverick was resting his back on the wall, waiting for her.

Jeslyn looked around her, there was no other road. The only way back was to walk past Maverick but was that possible?

Jeslyn braced herself and started to walk towards him.

With every step she took toward him, her heart drum fiercer against her ribcage. He was just staring at her without blinking and his expression cannot even be read.

Jeslyn continued to walk forward while her heels made clicking sounds.

Just a few more steps to walk past him. Good thing he didn't stop her. Jeslyn walked past with a few steps and finally let out the breath she was holding. The suspense in her heart just now almost made her faint.

However, before she could turn a corner, she felt her hand yanked as she was roughly pulled. Her naked back was pushed against the cold tiled wall and Jeslyn let out a small shrill in fright. Looking at him, it was of course, her husband. His face was cold and he appeared to be angry. Jeslyn was also angry, so she turned her face away.

"Rossa, do you want to tempt me?"

"Only you get to tempt me but I can't do the same? Mr. Maverick Lu, he's waiting for me."

"He's dead..."

"He's not, stop lyin..."

Before Jeslyn could finish, Maverick stretched his hand to his right and pulled the trigger without looking at the target. His eyes were focused on Jeslyn's watering eyes. "Bang!"

The deafening sound of gunshot jolted Jeslyn's mind from her fantasies and she looked in the direction Maverick shot at. Someone was lying there in a pool of blood.

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"Now, I'm not lying, Maverick said coldly.

"Ahhh! How could you?!" Jeslyn screamed and glared at him.

"You are my wife and should be respected." He loomed over her, sending sparks into her body. That statement was a tranquilizer to Jeslyn's anger.

"Where did he touch you?" Maverick narrowed his eyes at Jeslyn and started to scrutinize her body. She rolled her eyes and wanted to walk away but he seized her and pinned her to the wall again. His bleeding hand was placed above her head to block her exit.

"Don't get me angry, Rossa."

"Why will you get angry, Mr. Maverick Lu? I haven't even done what you did."

"You want to sleep with another man and get pregnant for him?" Although his face didn't show emotions, the depth of his eyes held so much danger that Jeslyn's heart turned cold. However, she was firm on her decision.