Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Charlie, with a weighty glance, looked at Vivian who had taken his arm. A meaningful smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Of course, I should treat my wife well. Otherwise, if she feels bullied, she might look for comfort in the arms of another man. I wouldn't want to be betrayed, now would I?" Vivian's smile froze instantly, her contact-lensed eyes trembling slightly. She studied Charlie's expression carefully, trying to discern if he was joking or if he knew something.

But all she could read from Charlie's face was a smile, as if his words were merely a joke.

"Ha...ha..."

She laughed awkwardly, quickly averting her gaze and avoiding Charlie's eyes. "Why, how could I ever do such a thing?"

"Right!"

Alexander joined the conversation, a mocking smile crossing his face. "How could our respectable Vivian ever fool around with a wild man?"

He chuckled to himself. He was, after all, that 'wild man' who had taken Vivian's virginity.

He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, feeling a sense of superiority. In his eyes, Charlie was nothing more than a joke, and the satisfaction and vanity he experienced were unmatched.

It was a first for Alexander to feel such satisfaction and vanity over a woman.

After all, who in the country would dare to covet Charlie's woman?

Vivian shot Alexander a furious glare. His insinuating tone was clearly designed to sow discord and cause misunderstandings between her and Charlie.

"Ha...ha..."

Director Grant, sensing the tension building, quickly stepped forward to break the ice. "Young Master Firth, it's a pleasure to have you here today. You must join us for a drink!" "Yes, indeed..."

The others, who had been waiting for an opportunity to cozy up to Charlie, echoed in agreement.

"Young Master Firth, it's an honor to have you here. We must all share a drink with you today!"

"We'll make sure it's a celebration!"

Charlie let out a low chuckle. "I'm sorry, everyone. But I'm actually allergic to alcohol. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink with you."

Alcohol allergies aren't uncommon. A small percentage of people are naturally allergic to alcohol.

Whether Charlie was actually allergic or simply making an excuse didn't matter. Who could question him, given his status?

If he said he was allergic to alcohol, then that was that!

Everyone laughed and flattered, "That's alright, Young Master Firth. You can have tea instead."

"Or juice, or any other beverage is fine, too."

"No need."

Charlie cut them off, his warm hand

patted Vivian's back lightly.

"Although I'm allergic to alcohol Vivian isn't. She can hold her liquor really well. Let her drink on my behalf."

Vivian's eyes widened in shock. She looked at Charlie incredulously. "Me?"

Charlie glanced at her, his deep eyes narrowing slightly. He whispered, "What, you used to drink when we went out together. What's the problem now?" Damn Nancy!

Vivian cursed Nancy in her heart. She was far from being able to hold her liquor. She had already had quite a few drinks and was starting to feel tipsy. Nancy was going to be the death of her!

"Ha...ha, I can do it. Of course I can."

Vivian forced

let Charliesmile, trying not to

let Charlie see her discomfort. After a few rounds of drinks with Director Grant and the others, she began to feel dizzy. Excusing herself to Charlie, she grabbed her phone and rushed to the restroom. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

After a

miserablof vomiting, she sat

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on the toilet, sending a

message to Luna. "Luna, I can't take it anymore. Please send Nancy over right away!"