All Chapters of Mr. President Contracted Marriage : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Jason POVI pulled out the now crumpled piece of paper that would solidify whatever Violet had explained because if I were in the boy’s shoes, I would most definitely not believe shit. As if expecting it, Vince grabbed the paper immediately it left my pocket and skipped up the stairs yelling.“I’d make sure to keep it safe!” he said, just before we heard the sure slam of a door.Once Vince was gone, it was too hard to ignore that we were both alone now. The hallway had become so quiet that I was certain if the keys currently poking my thighs were to drop, it would sound like a fucking earthquake was taking over the hallway.“Val, I’m so sorry. I should have suspected something, should have been more vigilant, checked on you, made sure you were okay after…” I trailed off, not entirely sure it was a memory she’d like to revisit. I swallowed every reason to shut up.“You wouldn’t have had to go through all of that, or at the very least, not alone.” I rambled on, the guilt I felt overshad

Third povFlash back.Three decades ago.Mr. Gomez was doing his usual bouts in the factory when his manager walked up to him."Gomez!" He called, looking enthusiastic.Mr. Gomez turned to look at the manager with a faint smile and eagerness. He was always grateful to this kind man. "Yes, Manager Rio?" He gave his full attention to his manager."The owner of the factory is here." Manager Rio whispered into his ears.There was a nervous look on Mr. Gomez's face which he tried to conceal. Then he heard manager Rio's next words. "He's going round and supervising, I put in a good word for you, don't blow it." Manager Rio advised him. Gomez nodded in appreciation."Thank you manager, I'll do my best." Gomez smiled and went on to do his job as naturally as he possibly could.Everyone in the factory knew he was the best supervisor in the factory and everyone's favorites too. Gomez had been dreaming of a promotion for a while now. He was making good money but he was an insatiable man. He

Jason's povI was filled with mixed emotions as my grandfather finished telling his story. Not only was I speechless, I was conflicted emotionally.I didn't know what or how I was supposed to feel about his story. It was a sad one. One that got progressively worse as he continued.Before I had come here, I had concluded on my hatred for him. He'd hurt me and Violet so bad that it couldn't possibly be forgiven. But now that I had heard Grandpa's story, I felt sad for him. I still hated his guts but the fact that the love of his life had been stolen right from under his nose simply because he was poor broke me.I couldn't imagine losing Violet, I couldn't even imagine being without her. I wouldn't survive it and I wouldn't want to. It wasn't my story but I felt empathy for him and at the same time, a deep sadness took over me and I felt the urge to smash something in that instant.Why was I so angry on his behalf? I wondered. The man was a repulsive man and he'd put Violet and I throug

Violet Pov"The both of you are so sweet but in a silly way." I said with laughter in my voice.Jason climbed up the stairs, meeting me halfway. He smirked at me as soon as he got to me and without any warning, lifted me up from underneath my leg and carried me bridal style.I yelped as he did but he only laughed at me."Jason put me down!" I giggled."No, can't do my love. This is the right way to carry a princess after all, besides we have to hurry up." He said and took the stairs two by two."Thanks so much Charles for looking after him." I said once we were outside.Since it was such short notice we couldn't find a babysitter but Charles had volunteered to look after Vince."Anytime besides you said you made apple pie and muffins."I rolled my eyes at him."It's not as good as mom's.""Of course it's not but I'll take it anyway."I glared at him before he closed the door against our faces.We were at the skating rink in less than ten minutes.The place was surprisingly more packe

Jason's POV "Then let's take the taxi, Sir," my personal assistant suggested since the cars had been taken away by the other guards. I agreed. I didn't even have the time to become choosy in this situation. Vince was my utmost concern. I must not lose to people important to me in a day. "Alright," I quickly agreed and we went to the road and luckily a taxi came quickly. Once we entered, I kept telling the driver to move faster. He was as slow as a snail and it was so annoying. He should have seen how restless I was. "Damn! If you can't move this car faster, get down and let me take the wheels" I yelled at him. The driver brought the cab to a halt and faced me in anger. "Do you want us to get into an accident? If you want to die then go jump off a bridge! Stop telling me to go faster," " What! " I was shocked and angry. I felt like hitting the guy in the face. "If you aren't satisfied with my services then pay for the distance we've reached and get the hell out of my car. I ha