Oh No! The Pure Romance Turned Steamy!

[For hell’s sake. The channel showed nothing but mosaic for a full day and night. I thought the system crashed.][Please. Ever since the heroine ran off crying, I stopped watching. You aren’t saying they actually did it… right?][No no no. My pure male lead is ruined.][Forget it. I give up. The chemistry is too good. My imagination is running wild.]I sat up, baring my teeth in pain.Someone had already changed me into clean pajamas.Even so, they could not hide the glaring marks all across my neck.I cursed Brian a thousand times in my head.I turned my head. A sticky note was stuck to the lamp on the nightstand.[Meeting. Back soon.]Short and to the point, as always.Exactly like when he signed our contract marriage. He had said only, “No marriage certificate. Fake marriage for three years. Everything else is up to you.”My family was close to bankruptcy at the time, and his terms solved every concern I had.He needed a wife to deal with family pressure.The Lewis fam

[Alright everyone, I am officially putting my morals on hold. Forget the original couple. From now on, if there is anything steamy, I am consuming it. No crumbs left behind.][I don't like pure romance stories! Give me something special!][HAHAHAHA! What are you talking about?!][Great! It's a hot couple! We're saved!][How did the plot turn out like this? Whatever! I'm going to enjoy it first!]The next morning, I stared at the mirror with two dark circles and swollen lips.A wave of anger surged through me.I warned myself silently, ‘If I ever believe Brian Janson’s sweet talk again, I am a fool.’“Morning, darling.”The culprit had no shame at all. He kissed my neck softly and squeezed toothpaste onto my brush.This kind of domestic sweetness still felt unfamiliar.Almost as if we had been happily married for years.But the anxiety in my chest kept reminding me of reality.I splashed cold water on my face, steadied myself on the sink, and looked at him in the mirror.“M

The man flicked the water from his palms and turned to look at her.Quincy let out a shocked cry. “She hit you?”Brian said nothing.“A woman that vicious… why would you ever marry her?”“Brian, can you please divorce her?”Tears streamed down her small, delicate face as she pleaded.The irritation in Brian’s eyes finally broke through completely.“Did you hit your head that hard when you fell?”On Sunday afternoon, Quincy came to see me.I pushed a cup of coffee toward her. “What do you want?”She sat across from me in a pure-white dress, swinging her feet and staring around my seventeenth-floor office with blatant ridicule.“So this is the position you climbed into because of Brian?“You gold diggers really can’t wait, can you?”I blinked, genuinely surprised.I could not believe these words came out of the supposed soft and sweet heroine’s mouth.The audience freaked out too:[Wait… Her persona fell apart?][Isn’t Quincy supposed to be gentle and kind? Why does she

Out of basic decency, I still told Brian to stop the car.I leaned out and asked, “Do you need a ride home?”Quincy froze. When she saw it was us, she suddenly stopped resisting.She didn’t answer my question.Instead, she gave Brian one long look… then wrapped her arms around the punk’s neck and kissed him hard.The idiot was thrilled, immediately thinking she had agreed to go with him.The two of them made out like no one else existed.When they finally came up for air, Quincy slumped weakly against him, breathing heavily. Her sultry gaze, however, was pointed straight at Brian out of spite.“Brian, I’m going with HIM tonight.”Brian didn’t say a word.Quincy assumed he was jealous, and her expression grew smug.“Well, you’re the one who chose to ignore me. What right do you have to—”Her voice was cut short.“Move the car,” Brian said coolly.“Don’t block the road.”---The whole drive home, I couldn’t stop thinking.The relationship between Brian and Quincy was clea

She actually thought she was being kind when she wrapped an arm around me and said, “Brian, you’re my favorite student in this class. I know things at home aren’t easy for you. If you ever want to call me Mom, I wouldn’t mind.”I laughed.I couldn’t help it.I was laughing at how stupid she was.Plenty of people tried to curry favor with me growing up, but this was the first idiot who didn’t know where the line was.I complained about her to my childhood friend, Henry. He nearly collapsed on my shoulder, laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe.“Brian, you have no idea, do you? That Rachel? Your dad recommended her. He sent my dad a whole crate of vintage wine. She’s trying to be your new mommy!”Henry’s father was the principal of that elite elementary school.One time, when we went to the principal’s office to build Legos, I found that woman’s résumé.I memorized her information, reported her to the education bureau, and she was fired in no time.She left the city with her tail