A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 39

"Brother, I hope you would let her go soon if you don't truly love her," said the younger boy sternly.

"As of now, she is my wife, and I don’t think I have to remind you of your place and what you should or shouldn't do."

Despite sounding nonchalant, Mark's brows furrowed while solemnity reflected from his eyes.

"I will give you my blessing if she's happy with you, but if I find out you're not treating her well, you'll see!"

Facing Summer's direction and watching her for one last time, Jazz told his brother, "I'm going to stay in the school dorms from today onwards. Do me a favour, and let mom know."

Since she's now part of the family, Jazz figured that they would probably bump into each other occasionally so to prevent that, he thought it would be best for him to stay in school instead. Starting the car, the black Land Rover went back on the road.

Playing with the gloves she was wearing, Summer sighed quietly as she thought of Jazz.

From the corner of his eyes, Mark watched her and his face darkened as he saw what was atop of her hands.

"How many people have you knitted gloves for?" he

asked as something swirled in his orbs.

Hearing his voice, she snapped back and looked at him puzzled. She swiftly replied, "Just for the both of you.”

But what she didn’t tell him was that the gloves she gave him were actually meant for her dad.

He felt his lips twitch up into a smile and turned to face her while teasing her, "So how do you feel about meeting up with another man who had feelings for you with your husband watching?"

Feeling tired from the events of the day, she took a small yawn and glared at him.

"You don’t have to tease me. Weren't you the one who made me call and go to him even though you knew of his feelings?”

With her cheeks flushed and the small sleepy voice she spoke with, she looked like a cute yet feeble kitten, and her pale and prominent collarbone peeking out made her all the more endearing.

Like a hunter spotting his prey, his eyes were sharp as he took in her appearance. Pulling her into his chest, his lips pursed and his face inched closer to hers.

Instinctively, she turned her face away.