Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 39 Did You Two Have a Date or Something?

Galatea's cheeks flushed with Cormac's misunderstanding, and she hurriedly reminded Alaric, "You better clear things up with your friend, so he doesn't get the wrong idea." "Don't worry about him," Alaric said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"All right, if you're ready, let's begin," said Galatea, reaching for an acupuncture needle.

When Galatea looked at him, what struck her most visually wasn't the washboard abs on his chest but the glaring scar near his heart - a startling mark.

"Is that the scar you got during that mission?" she asked, her voice tinged with horror. The scar itself was frightening. She could only imagine the pain he went through getting it.

"I have plenty of other scars. Do you want to see them?" Alaric teased, noting the intrigued look in Galatea's eyes. He began to unbuckle his belt nonchalantly.

Galatea hastily reached out to stop him, irritation clear in her voice. "What are you doing? Who said I wanted to see them?"

'Shameless!'

"You want a helping hand, but you don't have the guts," Alaric scoffed with scorn, straightening his belt. "If you had just admitted from the start that you wanted to get close to my son to get ahead, maybe I would have married you to get rid of Orion-instead of this fake relationship."

His insinuation was pointed, taunting her for her tactical error - they were entangled in a faux romance, not entwined in a false marriage. 'Did she now wish otherwise?'

Lately, Galatea Hartley's fortunes had seemingly plummeted. A cascade of setbacks plagued her, ranging from medical mishaps to relentless online harassment. The drama involving the Nash family felt endless. To top it off, even Mrs. Marigold's portrait had mysteriously disappeared.

Despite her somber mood, Alaric's latest witty remark elicited a genuine laugh from her - a sincere, spontaneous chuckle.

"Alaric, I really owe you one," Galatea thanked him earnestly. "I've encountered countless patients throughout my years as a doctor, but your 'condition' is the only one that could bring me such joy." 'What did she mean by that?'

Alaric eyed her coldly.

a contract," she suggested with an air of nonchalance. "The contract would clarify that we're just pretending to be a couple, with a firm resolution not to marry. "As soon as Orion loses interest in you for good, we'll terminate the arrangement. And if

unwavering determination was one aspect while her bold audacity

physical therapy or not?" demanded Alaric, his tone commanding. "My time is precious. You

to start the session. Despite their grievances, Galatea was meticulous and cautious in her work as

her phone rang-it was Elisa. Not wanting to delay the session, Galatea answered and put the call on speaker mode. "Mom,

was providing therapy to Alaric outside her normal working

a house call. You guys go ahead and eat.

date, are you? Is Mr. Knight right there

"Mom, Harry, and I are okay with you, remarrying. There's no need to lie

"I'm not lying."

care of my mom. And if you guys are busy tonight, there's no need to send

'What is she implying?'

hung up, leaving

to say anything?" Galatea scolded

was there, so I answered. What's the problem? Isn't that the

Galatea fell silent.

she's been pushing for me to marry you. And now, her intentions couldn't be more obvious."

with her when I get

Alaric. Back in America, no shortage of suitors had pursued her, yet Elisa had not developed a liking for any

I find that odd. Your husband passed away under normal circumstances. Why have you never mentioned a word about him to your child?" he asked out of curiosity. Galatea paused at the question, her sewing needle stilled in mid-air, but it wasn't long before

said it yourself. We are merely pretending to be a couple. I'm under no obligation

was almost certain

your secrets with me, but if you've fabricated your past or your resume to