Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 17

Jessica went upstairs cautiously. She saw Oliver coming out of the study on the second floor.

"I'm back." She spoke in a low voice. Jessica didn't expect to bump into Oliver.

Oliver glanced at her and entered the bedroom without saying anything.

"I'm away on business this afternoon. Sorry."

She tried to defuse the tension over here, otherwise, both of them would feel uncomfortable in the room.

"On business or on other men?" Oliver said coldly.

Jessica widened her eyes, staring at Oliver and listening carefully to every word he said.

'He must have seen Lambert who sent me back, but he was his brother.'

"What do you mean? Make it clear."

"Not answering the phone. Sent home by another man at midnight. What's not clear? You have to remember that you are still my wife."

Oliver was annoyed. He actually didn't mind who sent Jessica home. He just felt upset that the one was his own brother, who seemed to have a close relationship with his sister-in-law.

Jessica felt aggrieved for his words. "Since you think I'm your wife, wouldn't you be worried if you couldn't reach me and I didn't come home late at night?"

"I didn't do anything wrong."

Seeing Oliver's cold face, Jessica wanted to remain silent.

"I'll sleep in the guest room from now on," Jessica said and turned to leave.

"Stop right there," Oliver's cold voice sounded from behind.

"What do you want?"

"As my wife, you should know that you need to help me release my lust." Oliver grabbed Jessica and pushed her onto the bed.

"Are you crazy?" Jessica was scared.

"Crazy?" Oliver snorted. "Didn't you beg me to do it before? Don't pretend to be innocent. You are just a slut."

Oliver felt regretful after he said those words. He really didn't mean that.

Jessica struggled to sit up, but Oliver grabbed her by the collar again. The man approached her, seeming to find other evidence. Looking at her tear-filled eyes and aggrieved face, the man stopped.

There was something unclear in his eyes. Jessica didn't know what he was thinking but was afraid that he would do something to her. She just wanted to disengage from him now, so she said, "Since you think I'm a slut, don't touch me. I'm just your nominal wife. You can date any other woman if you want ."

He hated people who had an affair. When he was a child, he had seen everything his father had done to his mother. He didn't believe in love. When his grandfather asked him to get married, he agreed, for he knew that he wouldn't fall in love with anyone.

He never thought of cheating because it was against what he had committed.

Jessica's words irritated Oliver, so he forced himself on her. "I'm not like you."

Oliver roughly unzipped her jeans and ripped off her clothes.

Jessica struggled to get rid of him. "Oliver, please, not today."

"I was trapped in the hotel storage room tonight and almost died. Your brother saved me, but it was late, so I asked him to get me home. Can't you at least let me explain first?" Jessica sobbed.

Hearing her words, Oliver loosened his grip on her collar. Seeing his stopped action, she quickly withdrew and walked into the bedroom.

She turned on the tap, and squatted on the floor, bursting into tears.

The woman's cries were still heard despite the bathroom was soundproof, which completely broke Oliver. He took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it.

'Oliver, look what you have done. She is your woman now!' Oliver thought in his mind.

Sitting on the balcony, he took a puff. The white smoke blurred his handsome face. He was complaining about how silly Jessica was that getting herself into trouble in just a business trip.

After a shower, Jessica came out and saw Oliver looking at his phone on the sofa. "I've run a bath for you. Go take a shower."

She rarely said anything considerate to him. Probably it was because he let her go just now.

The next day, when Jessica got up, she found that the man beside her had already left.

After washing up, she picked clothes in the cloakroom. She had thought of wearing randomly, but on second thought, she gave up.

She was so embarrassed yesterday. There must be so many people laughing at her. Catherine was against her at work. Last night, she was trapped in the storage. She didn't know if it was intentional. If someone deliberately held her back, she wouldn't surrender, otherwise she would be bullied again.

She put on the latest Chanel dark dress with high-heeled shoes. At last, she specially wore exquisite makeup.

The makeup brought out Jessica's coolness.

She arrived at the office early, finished the work, and cleared the desk.

Seeing Jessica in her own seat, Catherine was taken aback after entering the office.

'Impossible.'

She was well aware that usually there was no one in the yard of the storage room.

Jessica seemed fine. "Good morning, Catherine."

Catherine felt kind of guilty but worried.

'Is she insane? Why did she act like nothing ever happened? What is she gonna do?'

She pretended to be calm. "Morning. I had something emergent yesterday, so I left early. I called you but you didn't answer. Is everything all right?"

It was she who had her pack gifts in the storage room. She could tell Jessica directly in the storage, but she didn't.

It was easy to know that she set Jessica up. Fortunately, Jessica had no evidence.

"I'm good." Jessica replied with a smile.

Suddenly, Jessica's phone rang. It was Simon and he asked her to go to the president's office.

Jessica didn't see Oliver when waking up in the morning. She was wondering why he suddenly wanted to see her, after all, she was the misfit in the office.

This time, Jessica learned her lesson from the last time. After she was allowed to go in, she pushed the door open.

When Simon saw Jessica coming, he nodded to Oliver and left.

Oliver was reading the documents, so Jessica sat down on the sofa. She noticed that the decoration style of this office was similar to his bedroom, extremely simple.

The man said indifferently, without looking up, "What happened yesterday?"

"I accidentally locked the door of the storage room and had no phone on me. So I was trapped there."

The man's hand paused, "Why didn't you follow Catherine?"

Oliver knew that Jessica couldn't go on a business trip alone. She was still a newcomer.

"Catherine left in advance."

"You should learn to be smart."

"Got it, boss." Jessica then left.

Oliver looked at her back meaningfully.

'She is really strange today.'

After Simon told him what had happened to her, he called her into the office, trying to show his care to this woman, as the identity of a boss. But when he saw that she acted indifferently, he changed the subject.

'Stupid, terrible asshole!'

Walking out of the president's office, Jessica complained silently.