Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

Lela stationed her girls around the vicinity to keep an eye out for whenever Jeslyn left the house alone, but they couldn’t kidnap her because she always had tons of guards and cars escorting her everywhere. She was even more protected than a president.

While Lela was thinking of how her first night with Jeslyn would be like, the door burst open and before she could see who it was, gunshots blocked her sight.

Pink entered with two guns and without a word, she gunned down all of Lela’s minions in seconds.

No one expected that an attack would happen, so they weren’t ready. Some had their guns placed on the table, while others had their guns on the chairs. Worst of all, their guns weren’t ready to be fired.

Before Lela could pick up her gun and crack it, Pink was already pointing one gun to her head, and the other was pointed at Lela’s right–hand lady.

"What do you think you are doing?" Lela asked coolly. She didn’t believe that Pink would kill her. Killing her meant a great battle would ensue between the Yu and Lu factions.

"Bang!" Pink killed the right–hand lady who was trying to pick up a gun.

Now, left with only Lela, Pink walked to sit on the sofa opposite her with her gun still pointed, of course.

"Collecting debts." Pink finally answered.

"You know you can’t kill me." Lela smiled.

"Oh, you can but I can’t?"

"It wasn’t meant to kill you... only wanted to–"

"Announce your release from prison," Pink answered sarcastically.

Who announces their release from jail with a shoulder missile? Pink’s car clearly informed her that she was the target. Now that Lela was near death’s door, she is trying to buy her way out with deceptive lies. Too bad, she’s not having this conversation with a senseless person.

"Pink don’t be like this. We’ve come a long way."

"As enemies."

"Ok, I’m sorry for everything. I promise, after today, I won’t bother you anymore. After all, my Master has been weakened and there’s no way he’d be returning to glory. Please allow me to take Jeslyn away. We’ll go far away from here and never come across you anymore." Lela was sincere in her apology. She feels that Jeslyn wouldn’t like this kind of dangerous life and was ready to leave everything to be with the woman she loves...

Hell, her mistake.

Pink, who hardly laughs, suddenly lowered her gun and laughed out loud. The next thing, she raised the gun again, catching Lela by surprise, "bang!" She fired a gunshot into her right shoulder.

"Grrrrrr" Lela growled in pain. She looked at the cold-faced Pink who had the determination to kill her and her heart stirred. "Have you lost your mind!" Lela barked as she pressed her palm tightly on the bleeding spot.

"Probably."

"Bang!"

"Uhm!" Lela moaned with gritted teeth. "Wh– what is wrong with you!"

"Clearing the path for my daughter."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Until she breathed her last, Lela didn’t know why she died. She also has no idea who Pink’s daughter was.

After killing the possible threat to Jeslyn’s happiness, Pink rested her back soullessly on the couch and took the bottle of alcohol on the table. She gulped down a mouthful of drink before she got up and left.

...

The next few days were peaceful in the mansion until Monday slowly crawled in; the day Valen would be going to school.

The child stood on his feet and watched as Jeslyn ran around to get things ready for his convenience in school.

"Child, don’t make trouble, and don’t fight in school."

"Hmm" he replied sluggishly.

"Obey your teachers and... mmm...what else?"

"You have told me these things countless times already." He retorted begrudgingly.

"That’s right. We should get going before you get late. I’ll drop you off." Jeslyn smiled and kissed his forehead.

Valen snorted and started to walk forward. Seeing the way he was walking gallantly Jeslyn couldn’t help but shake her head. This boy, his legs had long gotten better but he refused to get off the wheelchair because she made mention of him starting school, that was what caused their fight last week.

She knows that the child is angry and doesn’t want to go to school but he has to. Private tutoring would deprive him of many things at this age.

Getting to the front of the school, Jeslyn watched him get down with two guards. However, he refused to take another step forward and just stood in his spot.

"Valen, others are going in, you should go too," Jeslyn said through the wound-down-tilted window.

"Aren’t others going in with their parents?" He snorted and sneered.

Jeslyn chuckled. "I’ll only get down from this car on the condition that you’ll throw away that mischievous thought in your mind. You must promise not to cause trouble in school or make the principal put a call across to the house."

Valen gritted his teeth and then responded. "Fine," however, in his mind, there was another scheme brewing. She said he can’t cause trouble but never said he can’t instigate others to cause trouble.

With his straight face, Jeslyn thought she had won. Unbeknownst to her, she just created a silent disaster for the peaceful school.

She got down after wearing a face cap and mask. Holding Valen’s hand, they walked in the direction of the large bar gate that had heavy security guards with big guns.

Some children were already crying because they didn’t want to go to school, while others had blank or happy looks on their faces. Those who looked pompous couldn’t be separated from the types of students entering the school.

Once at the gate, a teacher would step out and take the student from their parents.

Jeslyn watched as Valen entered the huge school compound without looking back at her. She sighed while waiting there until his silhouette disappeared before she turned back and returned to the car.

"Ma’am, your phone has been ringing." The chauffeur said.

"Oh, thank you," Jeslyn replied before taking her phone out of her purse to see who called. It was Lolita.

Calling back, Lolita’s booming voice forced her to shift the phone away from her ear.