All Chapters of My 18-Year-Old Contract Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

After Martha left the table, Max and Mia remained silent, not speaking a word to each other. The atmosphere around them was tense and awkward. Mia immediately regretted not following Martha to the bathroom.Although the harsh words she was hearing around her were heart-piercing, those words weren't as devastating as sitting beside the one person who she loved so dearly, and the both of them acting like total strangers.Max regretted not forcing Martha to stay back with them... It was really so awkward being left alone with his ex. Aish.Several moments passed before he summoned up the courage to speak."Are you okay?" He asked in his cool voice, throwing a sideways glance at Mia.The girl replied by nodding her head. Then she let out a small smile.They both fell silent again.Max bit hesitantly on his lip as he eyed her, "are you angry?" Mia pursed her lips. Again, she nodded her head in response.Truth be told, she realized that she was no longer angry. Instead, she felt sad and emp

Heaving a sigh filled with frustration, Mia trod back to the window and saw that the man was still standing outside the entrance.She couldn't possibly let him continue standing there like that—knowing fully well that he was here to see her. What would she do now?She heaved another sigh and quickly put on a pair of flip-flop slippers. Thereafter, she headed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.She ignored the piercing gazes of the girls around her and limped all the way to the front gate to meet her visitor. As soon as Lucas saw the lady step out through the gate, he breathed out a sigh of relief. He'd been standing here for a while now... all of those underaged girls, throwing flirtatious glances at him--yuck. Hmm. Not for once did it occur to the ever intelligent personal assistant of the CEO of Beats Corporations that he could have asked any of those 'underage' girls to get Mia for him. Tsk tsk. So much for having a high IQ.Thank goodness the lady was here now. Lu

As if reading her mind once again, "you can go about your daily life--as long as you do nothing that'll affect me. I'll assign a driver to you, to take you to and from school. Or anywhere you wish to go."As long as she didn't do anything that'd affect him... what could she possibly do in this life that'd affect this formidable man? Mia wondered. '...' Hold up.Her brows knitted together as she was lost deep in thought. She didn't need a driver--she didn't want one. No, no, no. What would the kids at school start to say...? She already didn't have a good image in school... She'd have to reject him. Mia looked up at the man who sat elegantly before him. He definitely wasn't one to take no for an answer. She gulped. What was she to do now? "Just give me money instead." Before she could think twice, she blurted out. But that was better, wasn't it? By asking for money... she didn't turn him down. But how she'd said it... did that not make her seem like..."I mean... for transport.

By the time Mia arrived at school, she first went straight to the girls’ dorm to wear her school uniform. Due to yesterday’s attack, her uniform was ruined.Thankfully, she had two school uniforms, so she was saved. The moment she entered the room, Martha dashed to her side at once. Concern was written all over her face as she spoke, “Mia, where have you been? I’ve been worried sick about you—are you alright? When I came back and didn’t meet you, I was scared. I called you, but your phone rang in here.” Mia had finished dressing up and they’d now stepped out of their room. She noticed that as students passed by her, they stopped and laughed mockingly at her before going their way. She nudged it off. It was about yesterday’s issue. She turned to look at Martha with a soft smile on her face. “I’m okay.” She felt guilty for letting her best friend worry so much about her. “Are you sure?” Martha hesitated for a while before she said, “a video was posted very early this morning…”“I

The poor personal assistant let out a weary sigh and began to drag his wobbly legs back into the company. He was extremely tired, but he had some unfinished business to deal with. ***No matter how Shawn tried to push that one thought aside, it just wouldn’t go away. That girl’s words… they kept ringing in his head like a pendulum clock.As he drove into the mansion, he gradually stopped the car a few feet away from the main door. His eyes swept over the screen as he checked for the time—the girl should be asleep by now. The CEO wished for her not to be home yet so he could lash out at her. Besides, she was the reason he was in a bitter mood—taking out all his anger on her would be justifiable.Shawn slid out of the driver’s seat as a guard had already opened the car door for him. He then took long strides inside the big house. The maids sank in curtsy as soon as they sighted him.‘It’s way too silent here.’ Ignoring their greetings, Shawn’s brows furrowed instead. ‘Isn’t she back