Chapter 4

After hearing what I had to say, Ethan lowered his eyes, looking almost pitiful. "I never had a first love who passed away."

Ethan continued and said, "I showed you all this because I wanted to ask you something. After everything Sean has done, do you still want to marry him? If you don't, I'll marry you."

His words made me speechless to the point that I did not even notice Sean entering the fitting room.

A familiar embrace finally snapped me awake. "Honey."

His voice was so charming that it made my skin crawl. "Anita just came back to the country. I only came with her to try on wedding dresses. She was joking when she said she was my girlfriend."

I said coldly from inside his embrace. "She just came back, and she's already trying on the dress we reserved for our wedding?"

The size suited her even better than it suited me.

Not to mention...

In the wedding photos Ethan had shown me just now, Anita was wearing this exact dress.

I struggled, but Sean held me even tighter. "Jealous again?"

He chuckled next to my neck and said, "How about I buy you a purse?"

Another purse.

At first, I had not understood why Sean was so obsessed with buying me purses when I did not care much about luxury purses. Not until I saw Anita's social media today, where I learned she was the one who liked purses. In fact, she liked them so much that she had an entire wall of them.

Before I could speak again, another pair of arms pulled me closer. "If my wife wants anything, I'll buy it for her."

Sean frowned and gave Ethan a look, telling him that he could stop the act at a time like this. But Ethan simply held my waist even tighter as if he did not see it.

Feeling the strength of his hold, I calmed down too. "I believe you haven't forgotten about the one-month-long contract, Mr. Green? Right now, I'm Ethan's surrogate girlfriend."

Sean grabbed my arm, his roguish smile full of helplessness. "Saying things like that just to make me angry again? Fine, this one is my fault. You can be mad, alright? But we're getting married one month from now."

"Sean, who's getting married?" Anita had not even reached us before Sean abruptly let go of my hand in panic. Cold mockery filled my eyes as I looked at Sean, naturally holding her hand.

"Ethan is, of course." As Sean spoke, he kept giving Ethan frantic looks.

This time, Ethan could see him clearly. "That's right. Blossom and I are getting married in one week."

Hearing that, Sean secretly gave him another thumbs-up.

Good man!

But the hostility Anita showed me earlier still told me she had known about my relationship with Sean all along.

"Honey," Ethan called out to me. "This salon isn't good enough. I'll take you somewhere else."

After we left, he immediately let go of my hand and said, "Sorry. I saw Anita glaring at you, so I acted on impulse and decided on my own."

I could not help but laugh softly.

A bookworm who could not read the room?

Those eyes of his were clearly eagle eyes trained on sensing emotions. I then asked, "When you said we were getting married in one week, were you serious?"

Ethan swallowed and hurriedly shook his head. "That was out of line. I'm sorry."

I shook my head with a helpless laugh, then looked up at him seriously. "I'm going to get married as planned in one week, no matter who the groom is. Ethan, will you marry me?"

-

The answer was settled when Ethan appeared at our wedding as the groom.

The wedding was held on Eme Island, which had the largest lavender field in the world.

I did not make it a big deal, but Ethan seemed to want to invite the whole world.

He even sent Sean an invitation.

But three days had passed since the invitation went out, and Sean had not made a single move.

As the makeup artist worked on my hair and makeup, I scrolled through social media out of boredom and finally learned why. Over the past few days, Sean had been taking Anita around the world to make up for the honeymoon she had missed.

Coincidentally, they were also currently on Eme Island.

I shook my head with a faint smile and blocked Sean on every platform. Then, I got up and walked toward the altar where Ethan was waiting.

This time, I, the professional stand-in, was going to be unprofessional and make the act real.

"Honey, when the one-month contract expires, and Sean finds out you're married, what kind of expression do you think he'll have?" Ethan asked. "I wonder if he'll really lose his mind?"

I lowered my head and looked at the wedding ring on my finger. "Doesn't matter. From the moment I put on this ring, I have nothing to do with Sean anymore."