Faux Vows, True Desires

"Lucy..."

"Don't you dare call me Lucy, you've got no right to call me Lucy. Piss off!"

Lucinda made a move to smack him with a broom again.

Scared, George quickly picked up his bank card and bolted for his car. Once in the car, he probably felt safe enough to roll down the window and say to Lucinda, "Lucy, your fake husband is a straight-up broke ass. I saw him earlier, riding a bike that's worse than my old one. Apart from a pretty face, he's got nothing on me. Lucy, I'm ready to help you pay off your debts, buy you a big house to live in, a car to drive, and give you..."

A broom came flying through the car window, smacking him square in the face.

After a few hits, George squirmed out of his car, dodged Lucinda's swings, and only when she pulled out the broom, he got back into the car, not daring to say anything. He drove off like the devil was after him. Lucinda was really showing some grit. He liked this fiery spirit!

"Ptui!"

Lucinda spat in the direction George had fled. Holding her broom, she stormed back into the shop. The customers in the shop all watched her, some even gave her a thumbs up, thinking she was a real badass Lucinda didn't want to be this fierce, but George was just asking for it. He had dumped her for his career, marrying his boss' niece, and now that he had some change to his name, he wanted to keep Lucinda as a lover.

What the hell did he take Lucinda for?

"Did you chase him away?" Cecilia poured a glass of water and handed it to Lucinda.

"Yeah, that jerk, if he dares to show up again, I'll smack him every time."

"After you've beaten him up, I doubt he'll dare to show up anytime soon. Didn't your contract husband come by earlier?"

sat at the cashier's table, "Stefan brought me some evening gowns. He has a social event tonight and asked me to do him

but couldn't put her finger on

dreamed he would have such a high position at Ascend Global, second only to the CEO. I

got your marriage certificate. It's not a hire, You're legally married, for real! "Lucy, play with fire,

say something but didn't

get burned! But she wasn't playing with fire. She and Stefan had an agreement. She was hiring him as a husband to fool her

had a contract. Hmm, it wouldn't cause any

quickly. The sun sank into the sea, the dark net of

nightlife in Pinehurst

rarely worn high heels, put on a light makeup, and carried a delicate purse, which was quite expensive. It's a gift from her brother, and she

business cocktail party, so she decided to use all

her husband with dedication and responsibility, and she also had to do her duty and play the role of his date

a beautiful sight, and passers-by couldn't help but take a second look. Someone even

distance. He sped up and soon his bike was parked in front of Lucinda. He looked at her with dark eyes. She was stunningly beautiful at the moment, ethereal; her manner was no less than that of the daughters of the wealthy families. For a moment, Stefan wanted to change his mind and not take her

moved quickly and elegantly sat on

a beautiful woman in an evening

take

use, Stefan, I don't mind people looking at me weirdly." Lucinda laughed, "If we weren't in a rush, we could leisurely bike there, enjoy the street view, feel the evening breeze, it would be a

the evening breeze and

she had more time to hold onto his waist. This was

"Lucy, hold me tight."