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Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 89

Memories came to Amara’s mind. Because of her arrival, Felix's parents turned from a loving couple into enemies. They fought every day.

Every time Mrs. Watts saw Amara, she would curse her and her mother. Amara naturally became a “bitch”.

Amara witnessed the fierce fight between Mr. and Mrs. Watts. He was so angry and slapped Mrs. Watts in the face.

Felix's mother felt that she had been severely humiliated. She would smash things crazily.

When Amara was older, she finally understood why Mrs. Watts hated her so much. Her lifelong disability could not be changed. And Amara was all alone.

She also fully understood why other relatives didn't help her.

Because of their families, those who were deeply in love couldn’t be with each other. But later, they were so brave and worked so hard to be together again.

Amara remembered that her mother was ladylike. She was gentle and virtuous. She treated her husband with sincere consideration. No matter how late her husband came home from work, she will always make supper for him.

When Amara was a child, her father took care of his children.

Amara was raised at home like a princess. Her mother taught her lady etiquette and dressed her up beautifully. She always looked at Amara with a smile and said that Amara would become a very happy princess.

But so what?

The original happy life was gone forever.

Amara always didn't believe the rumors. Her parents loved her. But she witnessed everything with her own eyes. How could it be false?

Then her phone rang.

Felix called her again and again. He was very persistent. It seems that as long as Amara didn't answer, he would continue to call.

Perhaps Amara was tired of hearing the ringtone, she was finally willing to answer.

“Amara, where are you? It's raining.”

“At home.” Amara wiped the rain off her face.

“I'll see you there then. I'm worried.”

“Just forget it. Don't come, Felix. Don’t ruin my dignity.”

Felix didn't speak and didn't hang up.

Amara felt physically and mentally exhausted, so she hung up directly.

She remembered the dialogue between Felix and his mother. What he said deeply hurt her and made her look miserable.

Everyone said that she took the initiative to seduce Felix. In fact, that was not the case.

The waiter handed her a glass of juice. Later, she felt sick and dizzy. She came to Felix's room for help. Then they had sex.

Felix counted all the responsibilities on her.

When he was coming, he was calling Leila's name.

Amara was so depressed that she went abroad.

She escaped from reality and came to a place where no one knew her. She even once suffered from depression. Amara cried in the rainstorm, venting her sadness. Felix was standing behind her.

When she was abroad, getting older, she attracted many men, especially those with evil intention. If Felix hadn't been there protecting her, she would have been assaulted.

Felix's clothes were also drenched by the rain. He stared at the trembling and lonely girl in front of him. He heard her crying in pain and clenched his hands tightly.

He wanted to hold her in his arms and protect her.

Unfortunately, he could not.

***

Lorenzo arrived home.

Seeing that Jessica was tired, he carried her gently in his arms.

Her face was buried in his chest at the most comfortable position. She showed a satisfied smile.

Granny Mrs. Fletcher was too old to stay up so late. She had gone to bed early. Lorenzo returned to room with Jessica in his arms and carefully put her on bed.

Jessica opened her eyes slightly. She tried to get up. But she lost her balance and was about to fall.

“Be careful!”

Lorenzo appeared in time, quickly hugged her in his arms and couldn't help laughing.

Jessica looked at Lorenzo. He could easily catch her every time.

“You are so good looking.”

Jessica looked at him with a simple smile. She clumsily pulled his shirt and got into his clothes to feel his abdominal muscles.

“You have a really nice body.”

“You want to touch it?”

Seeing Jessica's ruddy face, Felix was getting so horny.

“Mr. Fletcher, you should be very good in bed. I know you must be looking forward to tonight.”

Lorenzo couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Jessica was really drunk.

“It's not easy to get me in bed. I'm not an ordinary person.”

“What?”

Jessica was confused.

“You are probably the best male prostitute, so you must be expensive.”

Jessica quickly rummaged her pocket and fumbled for a long time.

Finally, she found one yuan.

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