Her Secret Mate
Chapter 5 The Trap

Her face was full of fear. When she was about to speak, her lips had been swept by a cold feeling. Her voice was messy and she was unable to speak.

At the same time, her hand was pressed down by the man, unable to move. She could only keep kicking but her struggle was to no avail.

She twisted her ankle.

'What the hell is he doing?' The point was not only that what he was doing was inappropriate, but also she had married his elder brother!

'Did he have any sense of shame?' She gave him an angry bite.

In pain, Jeremy let go of her, but soon he looked as usual. He loosened his grip on her red and swollen lips, slowly moved, closed to her ear and gently asked, "You are spicy enough. Don't you recognize me." With a red face, she managed to let out a breath. She asked furiously, "Why do I have to know you?"

'What a ridiculous man?! Did he think that everyone in the world should know him?' Arrogant!

"Oh, really?"

They were more than just acquaintances.

Jeremy frowned and snorted, looking at the cute and cold lips of the woman. He just wanted to kiss her again.

Hearing that, Fiona burst into an uproar. She was quite sure of that. When the whole Ling family, including Jeremy, arrived at the Ling family to pick her up, they also mentioned the name of the young master of the Fu family.

But now

She felt like weeping but had no tears. What a coincidence that she bumped into this man?

Not only was she bullied by her family, but also by this man who came into her life suddenly. She couldn't help but sob, with crystal tears in her eyes, pitifully. "Are you crying?"

Jeremy let go of her and lied down beside her.

She seized the chance to beat Jeremy hard on the chest and roared angrily: "You are such a playboy. I will call the police."

She covered her mouth to stop him from being so fearless. Her mouth had been swollen because of his kiss.

"Don't cry. Do you know who you married?"

'Wasn't it obvious?'

But when the man took out two marriage certificates from his trouser pockets Fiona gazed firmly at the man's photos, she felt that the sky was falling. How could it

She stretched out her hands and rubbed her eyes, carefully staring at the name on the marriage certificate.

Her eyes were going to be blind.

It was clearly written on the marriage certificate that it was a true marriage certificate, with the name of Jeremy!

She was not Caspar's wife, but Jeremy's!

She was confused and her head was buzzing. It was hard for her to accept the fact in a short time.

"What happened?" She asked nervously.

With a smile on his face, Jeremy put away his marriage certificates and stood up, pretending to be free and easy, looking at her in a calm voice, "If you don't want me to do that to you, I will stop then. I'm just kidding. Come on, I'll take you to meet someone later."

'Didn't do something improper? But was she bitten by a dog just now? Whom should she meet?'

She noticed that his eyes were red. Following his gaze, she found that two buttons of her shirt had fallen off and the exposed parts were snow-white.

She was so scared that she covered herself with her hands and her face was very red.

"Don't look at me!"

Where's the mask? She looked around and found it on the bedside. She hastily put it on.

She tried to replace a way to convince herself that he might not see it with the dim light in the bedroom?

"Fine, I won't look. The clothes are in the wardrobe. Take them by yourself. If you don't have any strength, I can help you." Holding his hands, Jeremy saw what she was doing and smiled slightly.

After Jeremy finished speaking, she found that it was still early. Curling up in a corner of the bed, she waved her hand and rebuked, "get out. I can do it myself."

Jeremy sighed and closed the door.

After keeping silent for a few seconds, she tiptoed to the door, pressed her ear against the door and wasn't relieved until she made sure that there was no one else outside.

Hanging her heart, she opened the wardrobe. A dazzling variety of designer brands came into her sight.

She thought that she could only see the famous brands from novels all her life, but now all of them were lying in the closet.

She picked up a dress and showed it on her body to see if it fitted her well, and it is so.

She look at other clothes. Without exception, all of them were her size.

Jeremy had sharp eyes. He could see through what size she was wearing. Were these clothes prepared for her or for another woman?

What if it was for her? She didn't dare to think about it anymore, feeling like she was in a trap. ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒