CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

The bodyguard tilted his head in her direction before slowly nodding. “He’s upstairs, Young Madame.”

Now, even the bodyguards had trained themselves to address Emmett as Justin rather than his birth name.

She smiled, holding the bag in her hand as she went upstairs. “Justin,” she called out. There was a certain skip to her steps as she strode down the corridor. Obviously, whatever happened a few hours ago had set her in a good mood.

She gazed at the different doors surrounding her. Which room was he in again? She turned her head to see a majestic double-doored room waiting for her at the other end of the hall. Her lips pursed as she moved towards it.

She did come from that room yesterday morning, so that was obviously Justin’s room.

Now that she thought about it, even the doorway itself made it seem like the Master bedroom. No matter how hard she looked at it, it was the only room that stood out among the rest. So what was “Justin” doing there?

Did they really have such a good relationship that Emmett had lent him the Master bedroom? Was this another arrangement that they had concocted? It was weird. Or was there another Master bedroom that she wasn’t aware of?

Shaking her head, Alyssa knocked on the door. This wasn’t the time to think of this any further. Soon, his voice sounded from the other end of the room, “What is it?”

His voice was cold, colder than what he’d normally use when they talk.

“It’s me. I brought you some tea.” Alyssa said

In the room, Emmett had taken off his shirt, checking at the wound. The afternoon light shone through the windows, surrounding over his fit frame as he displayed the stitches in all its glory. His fingers trailed down his skin.

That time, after he had asked Alyssa to take the bullet out for him, he headed to a private hospital for a check-up. After all, his life was a reminder of his mother’s sacrifices, and he wouldn’t allow that to be left forgotten. Death was the last thing he’d yield to.

The only reason he even asked her to help him retrieve the bullet was that there was no other choice. Getting to the hospital would’ve triggered risk of severe blood loss, by which he may not be able to survive.

Although his wound had healed up, it still left a scar.

Upon hearing her calls, he wore his shirt and opened the door. He saw her standing by the doorway with a bag in her hands. “Yes?”

Alyssa raised her head to look up at him. Unlike most of their previous encounters, her face was clean and white–free from any spots or blemishes. She didn’t look bothered as she passed him the afternoon tea. “I brought it back for you as a thank-you.”

He didn’t need to look inside the bag to know that it was take-out from Golden Fountain Club.

Taking it, he asked, “Did everything go well?”

“It went well. Thank you,” she said sincerely, unable to hide the smile that had bloomed into her lips. Her eyes were bright and beautiful, and it could render anyone silent.

Emmett had seen many other beautiful women around him, especially as he had created a clubhouse himself. But none of them could move his heart as much as she could. Feeling his throat start to close up, he struggled to say, “Okay.”

he closed the door

of wind bashing her across the face. Her eyebrows knitted together. “Why do I feel like

as she was about

knew, she

them stated a certain dish

he have just said it out loud? After all, they had just met about half a minute ago, didn’t they? Would it really hurt him

wasn’t really surprised. Rich people had always been known to spend money, even her siblings

she couldn’t afford to pay her

realized that rich people

…

to go to the kitchen to see if there was any food left in the fridge to make all the

bodyguards taking out the food from the fridge one by one. They didn’t seem to pay

at the plastic bags beside them. “Why are you taking them

greeting before explaining, “These are the food that was delivered yesterday at noon. That’s why we need to change and refill it

you mean we have to change them?

the vegetables still looked pretty

bodyguards looked at each other. “We

that they were serious,

assumed that the bodyguards were just adding a few vegetables every day, just to

sure to make a lot of

be thrown away. Even the thought

know how many people would die for those veggies?” She murmured to herself,

too extravagant, she couldn’t help but relent. After all, Emmett must’ve liked this kind of

she heard noises

another dish, so she stepped out of the kitchen for a while to take a look. With every step

were two men

Xavier and Arthur!

wasn’t strange, after all they all knew each

sharp eyes, so he saw Alyssa

was sick, he had already exposed his true nature. That was why he had already dropped the glasses and aloof nature. After all, for him, the CEO

like

probably the most

Xavier seemed much less intimidating to her now, as they had gotten to know each other

out, upon taking a closer look at the woman

lawyer simply raised his eyebrows in smugness as a mockingly innocent smile threaded across

That bastard!

was extremely

they had been arguing all day about Alyssa’s looks. That was why Xavier offered to go to Emmett’s villa to see what he