Female Novel
Chapter 922 Spin-Off: Rhys' Side Story
Chapter 922 Spin-off: Rhys' Side Story
Rhys had never imagined that his wedding would be orchestrated by someone else, and he felt likea puppet being manipulated by his mother. There were no blind dates or meetings, just his motherlecturing him about how men should settle down at thirty. She pointed out that all of Rhys's peerswere either engaged, married or had children. "What about you?" she asked.novelbin
"Martha already has two kids. You're not going to wait for her forever, are you?"
"I'll get married if you arrange it," Rhys replied.
His mother then presented him with a stack of photos and he lazily picked the first one without evenlooking at the rest. This marriage was not based on love but rather duty; it didn't matter who hemarried.
Within two weeks, thanks to his mother's meddling, Rhys found himself getting married to the girl inthe photo without ever having laid eyes on her before. During the entire ceremony and reception, hedidn't even glance at her once.
After their wedding ended, Rhys went out for drinks with friends who teased him about leaving hisnew bride alone on their wedding night to work instead. He simply laughed it off and downedanother drink because no matter how beautiful she may be, she wasn't Martha who still held aspecial place in his heart.
Meanwhile back at the Williams Mansion...
The maid informed Mrs. Williams that Rhys hadn't returned home yet while Mrs. Williams quicklymade calls until they located where her son was - working late as usual.
Mrs. Williams then entered their bedroom where the bride heard footsteps approaching and thoughtit was her husband.
But then a cold female voice sounded, "You've married into the Williams family now. It's yourresponsibility as my daughter-in-law to make sure your husband comes home every night."
As the words were finished, Mrs. Williams handed her phone to Jenna Stout, the bride in front of herdressed in a beautiful wedding gown and meticulously made up.
Jenna was startled when she saw "SCAA" bar on the text message.
This was a place she used to do part-time work at, delivering alcohol, condoms, or anything elsethat brought in quick money, except special services.
"Okay," Jenna responded.
She sold herself to the Williams family for five million, so she naturally wouldn't offend the bigtycoon who pulled her out of the misery.
Jenna found her wedding dress to be too cumbersome, so she changed into a different outfit andtied her hair up in a ponytail before setting off.
Mrs. Williams was speechless for a moment when she saw how swiftly Jenna took action.
This girl... she only instructed someone to find young and beautiful girls, and Jenna is not a richlady, so she doesn't know how Jenna's photo was printed out.
Jenna's family background is not good, her father owes a lot of debts, her mother has beenbedridden for years, and there is a younger brother who is in high school.
If it weren't for Rhys choosing her photo, Jenna's conditions would definitely not have caught hereye.
After learning about Jenna's background, Mrs. Williams immediately had second thoughts, but shewas also afraid that Rhys would get angry. Judging by her appearance, Jenna looked clean andyouthful. The most important thing is to be obedient.
After thinking about these things, Mrs. Williams let out a long sigh.
As soon as the maid heard Mrs. Williams sigh, she walked up to her and kindly massaged hershoulders from behind, saying, "Mrs. Williams, Master Rhys has already agreed to marry accordingto your arrangements. Why are you still sighing? As long as there is a woman by his side and MissStout is obedient, what's there to worry about not having children?"
Mrs. Williams sighed again, "He is so casual about it. If it weren't for those few years before, would Ihave chosen Jenna? Oh well, I hope Jenna succeeds tonight!"
"It's hard to say."
The servant remembered how Jenna looked before she left. Except for answering questions, shehad never heard Jenna speak at any other time. She was a quiet and reserved girl.
Although she may seem taciturn, her unwavering determination and strength in her gaze cannot beignored.
Jenna arrived at the SCAA bar fifty minutes later.
"I'm here to find someone, Rhys - Mr. Williams. Which room is he in?" Jenna asked.
"Jenna, are you still drunk?" the manager sneered at her words.
Ignoring him, Jenna continued, "I need to find Mr. Williams urgently. Mr. Chan, do you really wantme to go room by room looking for him?"
Jenna was known for being stubborn and persistent; once she set her mind on something, shewouldn't give up easily.
"Mr. Williams is in Room 4407," said Mr. Chan mockingly, "I never thought you'd stoop so low afterpretending to be a virtuous woman all this time."
If it weren't for the five million dollars Mrs. Williams offered and if she wasn't desperate for moneyherself, Jenna wouldn't have agreed to sell herself off like this without even meeting the man first.
And now on their wedding night, she had come all the way here just hoping that Rhys wasn'talready wrapped around another woman's arms inside that steamy hot room.
Pushing aside these thoughts quickly from her head, she found Room 4407 soon enough andpushed open its door only to be greeted by thick smoke and an overwhelming smell of alcohol.
The people inside fell silent when they saw Jenna enter unannounced, but then someone whistledat her, saying, "Hey there, a real hottie! Are you here looking for me?"
Jenna was used to such situations by now; she scanned around until she spotted Rhys sitting lazilyin one corner holding a tall glass of drink .
Walking straight up towards him, she said firmly, "Mom sent me over here to take you back home."
Rhys looked at her unconsciously under yellow lights which made his skin look darker than usualwhile hers appeared paler than ever before. She wore white shirt paired with jeans and canvasshoes...
"Mom?" He didn't remember having such a sister!
But then he noticed determination shining through those eyes which reminded him suddenly abouthis new wife!
No, wait... his mother picked out his wife personally, so how could she be so ordinary?