Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

Secondly, she had a one-night stand with a weird man. Even though she already told him, he didn’t feel disgusted.

Thirdly, he left his sick son, and his business just to bring her here to have fun but she ruined everything.

Maverick doesn’t deserve this treatment. She told herself and slowly started to walk towards him.

However before she took the third step, Maverick who was frying veggies stated without looking back.

"I thought I left an order."

"A wife doesn’t listen to orders."

Maverick turned his head to see her smiling. "You’re good at keeping it in." He uttered before turning his head back to the pan.

"I have to. I don’t want to be Karen..." she hugged him from behind and rested the side of her face on his back. "My husband does so much to make me happy and I haven’t done anything praise-worthy for him."

"I’m not complaining," he said without wasting another second.

"I am." She kissed his back, his robe was thin, almost revealing. "Plum, you deserve better." She swallowed. "I can feel I’m a bag of trouble."

From her weird nightmares and the enemies she has, she had come to the conclusion that her fortune wasn’t good.

"I’m worse," he turned off the heat of the stove and turned around to face her. "I’m a villain, yet you didn’t leave. Why?"

His chocolate brown eyes and her hazel pupil stared at each other as sparks flew around them.

If this was a cartoon, there would have been love shapes circling around their heads right now.

"Because..." She took a step and closed the distance. "You are my heaven... and have always been."

"Your heaven is filled with dangers and uncertainty that might drain you," he said.

Jeslyn drew circles around where she knew his nip was and said; "I approached my heaven without knowing what it entailed. Then after knowing..." She trailed her finger up to his face and stopped at his lips, "it showed me all the hidden treasures and I grabbed them all because I love treasures." Her hand came down to his treasure... "How can I leave this beautiful heaven?" She squeezed his bulge softly. "No matter the dangers, my Sugar plum won’t let me be aggrieved." She smiled as it grew bigger in her hand.

Maverick curled his lips into a smile. He was genuinely happy that her trust had reached this level. She doesn’t know all he’s capable of, which is why he is slowly showing her little by little who he truly is with his actions instead of saying it to her.

This woman has proven beyond doubt to be true to his feelings for her. Everything else has to be handled smoothly and cleanly from now on.

"Candy floss, are you ready to get punished?"

"If the punishment involves... tying my hands above my head and–" she smiled. "Not telling. Find out for yourself." She let go of his treasure and started to walk the other way to bypass him so she could serve the food but he pulled her by the arm and she bumped into his strong chest.

"Ouch... what are you... hey! put me down! Mr. Maverick, hold on, let’s talk! Wait!.... I’m sorry!"

Sitting on the black granite bench top, beside the kitchen sink, both of them stared at each other. Hearts beating wildly against rib cages. Desire circled around them. Love and lust tingled their sensitive parts.

"You need to experience another form of punishment." He told her but his voice was deeper now.

Jeslyn swallowed. She was anticipating it, at the same time, pleading in her heart for him to give her a lighter punishment.

"Em, sugar plum, how about I... ahem... guide you through it myself?"

"Scared?"

"N– no, no, but I’m... I... rumble!"

Maverick held in his laughter and Jeslyn looked down at her stomach. What an embarrassment!

"Ahem... food is ready." Maverick reminded her with a straight face.

Jeslyn glared at him knowing he was laughing at her. She jumped down from and hmphed before marching away, however...

"Pah,"

Jeslyn froze with eyes widened. Her hands flew to her butt and held them before she slowly turned her head to the back to see the perpetrator looking like he just did nothing.

"I’ll take the rice," he walked away after that.

Didn’t he just slap my butt cheek?! Why was he...

Jeslyn watched him walk away speechlessly. However, when he got to the door, he paused, turned to look at her, and smirked.

Jeslyn finally registered that he did that because she flirted with him and still broke the sweet atmosphere.

"Maverick! you perverted old man!!"

She took the remaining soup to the dining room unwillingly. She thought Maverick would do or say something after calling him a perverted old man but he didn’t.

While eating, she was stealing glances at him but the man was slowly eating his food without care.

She called him a perverted old man but he didn’t respond. Does that mean he won’t retaliate? That’s unlike Maverick. He always retaliates.

Jeslyn kept thinking until they finished eating and returned the plates to the kitchen. After about 10 minutes of eating and nothing still happened, Jeslyn decided to go wash the plates.

"Maybe he is considering the fact that I cried a lot last night." She smiled.

However, the minute she rinsed a plate and was about to keep it, he came behind her and gently brushed a finger down the back of her neck.

Jeslyn jumped in fright, "Ahh!"

"Clack!"The plate fell and shattered.

When she turned around, she saw her naked husband smirking at her.

"You needed the service of a pervert?" he asked.

Jeslyn subconsciously nodded. "This is what perverts do," she said with her eyes on his standing treasure.

Maverick lifted her off the ground and carried her to the kitchen counter and made her sit on it.

"Candy floss, you asked for it."

"I’ve been waiting, my Sugar plum."