บททั้งหมดของ My 18-Year-Old Contract Bride: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

“Where have you been sleeping these past few days?!” Her father thundered angrily.Arnold Thompson was greatly enraged.Several minutes ago, he was in the middle of an important meeting at the company, when his phone suddenly began to vibrate in his pocket. It was a call from his wife, and the woman knew not to call him when he was at work, unless it was about something serious. He’d picked the call, only for his wife to tell him that their daughter had not been staying in the school dormitory for the past two days. He’d been so furious that he immediately adjourned the meeting and headed straight home.Mia was extremely shocked at the man’s question. How did her dad find out so quickly?“Oh, you’re surprised right? You disgraceful child!” Arnold spat out furiously. All this girl did was bring shame to him and his name! Every damn time!Barbara, who’d just recovered from the shock of her husband hitting the girl, hastily shuffled across the floor, to his side. Vivian was also at h

Shawn lowered his upper body and hunched over the girl in such a way that his head came to the same level as hers. He looked sternly into her eyes in an imposing manner. He didn’t give a fuck why she was drinking this late at night—it was not his business—but this was his house. Plus, who gave her the permission to touch his belongings? Why did she tamper with his cellar?All of a sudden, “ah!” Mia gasped. “Max? Is that you? Max!”With a swift movement of her hands, she dug her fingers in Shawn’s hair. “You son of a ——” She fisted his hair in each hand and pulled at it ferociously. Then she began to display. “Damn Max! Bad guy!”“After everything—after so many years, how dare you?!”“You piece of sh—!” Mia yelled at the top of her lungs. She jumped to her feet at once and dragged Shawn by the hair, all over the place. “Aish!” The pull at his hair was so painful that Shawn couldn’t help but yell furiously.His fine hair… “Someone, come get this girl off of me!” He writhed in pa

Was this really the guy she had been in love with all her life? Really? How absurd. And sad. Mia neither turned around, nor did she say anything in response to Max. She simply walked away like she had intended to, leaving Max standing all by himself in an awkward posture. Max felt a dull pain surge in his heart as he watched the girl’s retreating figure. Once upon a time, he loved her with all of his might. But as time went on, he realized he didn’t love her as much… and he loved Martha more than he loved Mia. He had to follow where his heart led him. But what was this pain he was currently feeling? Well, it had to be that he was simply being concerned about Mia, as a friend. Yeah. That was it, friendship feelings. ***Mia walked into her classroom with a heavy load on her chest. Max was the least person she ever expected to hear those hurtful words from. And he even made her recall yesterday’s sad event. Sigh. Well, even her own father didn’t believe her…Despondently, she remo

Considering that those girls wore the same uniform as Mia, they deduced that they attended the same school as the girl. Back to the present."Boss?" There was urgency in Lucas' voice as he glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror, waiting impatiently for the man to give an order. Shawn's eyes didn't leave the girl even for a second. She was crying and writhing in pain—no one cared about her. Passersby simply walked past her, paying dear ears to her cries. Some people even took pictures and recorded videos of her. After a few seconds, he spoke, "go." Immediately, Lucas unbuckled the seatbelt strapped around him and dashed out of the car. Without wasting time, he rushed to Mia's side at once and carried her from the ground. She was swung over his shoulder and he quickly picked up her school bag too. Swiftly, Lucas opened the backseat's door with one hand and carefully placed the girl beside his stiff boss. He stepped into the driver's seat and sped off immediately. He knew

The ears of the maids perked up at this. They were eager to know what happened, but it seemed like the little madam had suffered memory loss."Young sir brought you back home." Madam Susan replied.Huh? The girl's eyebrows cocked upwards. Subconsciously, she glanced at her wrapped arm. Did that mean that the demi-god had something to do with it? A thin smile appeared on her face.Well, if that was the case, she was grateful. "Oh." She sincerely couldn't wait for him to come downstairs so that she'd thank him. The maids took their leave and the little madam began to eat, waiting impatiently for Shawn to come downstairs to have breakfast.But several minutes passed and the man never showed up. Even after she was done eating, he didn't appear--and hell, she took her time to eat to her full as it was the weekend and she didn't have to go to school.Huh? Why wasn't he coming? Her eyes darted across the room to the stairs landing. What could he possibly still be doing in his room? Was he b