A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 6

Summer sensed something was wrong and realized her blunder. Things were not what she thought.

Out of doubt and curiosity, she walked through the foyer quietly.

As soon as she stepped foot into the living room, a giant, wall-mounted LCD screen came into view.

She was blushing big time. She looked down, and only then she noticed the two guys on the sofa.

Jazz's eyes were glued to the TV while expressing his opinions. "Look at her boobs, Mark. I am dead sure they are fake. She has really long legs, though."

Mark had apparently just come out of a shower. His hair was damp, and he was wearing casually, yet still elegantly. He was looking at a stack of documents in front of him.

Just then, he sensed her stare. His hand holding a pen paused as he looked up and saw her.

He was not surprised nor felt embarrassed. He cocked an eyebrow and looked at her. "Hello, Miss Hart."

Jazz, who was still staring at the TV when he heard Mark called out Summer's name, spontaneously looked back.

He blushed and cursed in his mind. Jumping up from the sofa, he scrambled to stand in front of the TV.

When he found it was impossible to block it off, he ran up to Summer and covered her eyes with his hands instead.

He then looked at his elder brother and yelled in embarrassment. "Switch it off quickly!"

Mark was totally composed in contrast. He leaned over, reaching over the granite coffee table for the remote controller. He pressed the Off button, and the T V screen went black. As silence returned, Jazz hemmed twice, only then let off his hand. "I'm going to make some coffee."

He disappeared from sight before Summer could say anything.

She was on the point of saying something when she bit her tongue. Sitting down on the sofa, she started to look around.

The house was spacious and looked expensive. It had a two-tone design, which was black and white. She was surprised to discover that she could see the ocean from where she was sitting.

While she was still in awe, Mark’s voice came to her ears. "How did you find us here, Miss Hart?"

"It is in Jazz's personal details," she answered.

Mark narrowed his eyes and shot a questioning look a t Jazz, who was coming back out with coffee.

Jazz's heart missed a beat. His elder brother must have found out that he used his address instead of his

home’s.

Summer did not drink the coffee but just looked at Jazz. "The final exam will be in two days. What are you going to do?”

"I still have stuff to do. I don't have time to go to school,” Jazz said, as if it was a matter of course, just like what she said earlier.

"Jazz Valentine!” Summer was annoyed. She spelled out his name.