Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife

"I don’t get you."

Blushing, Jessica looked away immediately at the sight of Lorenzo’s smirk.

The car was filled with Jessica’s unique fresh scent, which made Lorenzo’s throat dry. The girl next to him had always been composed, independent and strong, but she got shy when he teased her.

Meanwhile, Jessica’s eyes were attracted by a pet and dessert shop by the street.

"You like it?"

Lorenzo slowed down and threw a glance in that direction.

"When I was young, my mom would take me to that shop every weekend," Jessica explained in a light voice, but her eyes were gleaming with sadness.

"Let’s visit that shop together."

Lorenzo turned the steering wheel and pulled over to the curb smoothly.

This pet and dessert shop was famous in Ameriart, and it had a history of several decades. People usually came for the various kinds of dessert it offered, as well as cute animals.

Therefore, this pet and dessert shop had made up most of Jessica’s happy memories with her mother.

Jessica was 20 now, and it had been over ten years since she had last visited this shop. Suddenly, she felt a lump in her throat and jerked her head up stubbornly, because she didn’t want him to see her when she was emotionally vulnerable.

"I’m going to powder my nose," Jessica made an excuse and left at once.

Lorenzo saw clearly Jessica was fighting back the tears. What a stubborn and cute little girl!

Lorenzo pushed open the door and strode into the shop.

"Really? You mean Jessica keeps a gigolo behind Mr. Fletcher’s back?!"

Coincidentally, Bianca was also hanging out with her friend, Matilda Jenkins, in this shop. Matilda heard what Bianca said and exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course! I saw her getting off that man’s car," Bianca said with absolute certainty, sneering.

Jessica just came back, I wonder where she

that car isn’t some ordinary gigolo. He must be

finished her sentence, a deep and mellow voice

all of them, one

was attracted by that voice, and the two moved their gaze to that

but one of good sense could tell he was wearing a custom-made suit. His ripped body was perfectly shown via the fine cutting, and the outline of his muscle

man is a piece of art! So is he the one you

one was like the man in front of her now. Her heart started to pound as

his powerful

her attention on the man. He seemed aloof and detached in that pale gray suit, and he was brimming with an enchanting

keeping a high-end gigolo.

at Bianca’s sleeve as she

was broke when she was kicked out of the house, and she just came back. She can’t have the money to keep a high-end gigolo like him. She must be

was destitute, had the money to keep a high-end gigolo. Probably, he rented that car to put

the set you ordered are in very limited supply, and unfortunately, one of them was bought by those two ladies behind you," the

like it, I can give

up to Lorenzo, saying with

met, could

and resolute, that was how Bianca

neckline of her gown on

girl. She knew she was pretty, and used her appearance to hook

just want two to make

cast a glance at the passionate Bianca, passing his

the special logo on it instantly, which was an abstract black dragon flying in the clouds, with Lorenzo's purple

the Fletcher family , the Watts family, the Lloyd family and the Dawson family had

of this, the shop manager almost fainted. He dreaded to think that such a privileged

This way please. I’ll be

shop manager kept nodding and took Lorenzo to a

puzzlement. She wondered why the shop manager, who

her connections and waited for almost two weeks to get