Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Standing in the airport, Nancy was looking at the mobile app, sweating profusely in anxiety, "Oh no, why is the earliest flight to City Sollas at 9 pm?"

She wasn't going to City Sollas for a vacation or business trip, but to escape from her "husband"!

Three years ago, Nancy, with a face similar to her sister Vivian Mirren, married the young master of a super wealthy family in City Nustin, Charlie Firth.

Immediately after the wedding, Charlie boarded a flight to Europe.

Three years of separation made her almost forget this person. She lived a widow-style marriage pretending to be her sister.

But now, her "husband" who had been gone for three years was about to return!

Suddenly, a hand patted on her shoulder. Irritated, she slapped it away, "Oh please, I don't know anything. Go ask someone else!"

That hand patted her shoulder again.

She was so anxious that she turned around abruptly. Her mouth that had just opened shut in shock.

The man wore an expensive tailored suit with an air of nobility. His lean jawline was sharp and defined, framing a perfectly symmetrical face adorned with deep-set eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. Even though Nancy hadn't seen him for three years, she still could recognize him. He was her "husband" - Charlie!

Oh my god!

Was it just a coincidence?

Almost at the moment her mouth closed, she reflexively asked, "How could you...arrive so early? Isn’t it supposed to be 8 pm?"

Charlie coldly stared at her, "It seems like you don't want me to come home?"

Nancy forced a dry laugh, "How is it possible? I've been eagerly waiting for you to come back every day. Look, I even specially came to the airport to pick you up when I heard you were coming back today."

After saying the last sentence, she averted her eyes nervously, afraid to look at him.

Charlie looked deeply at her, said nothing, and turned to walk out of the airport.

Caught in the act, Nancy dared not to run away.

She could only muster up the courage to follow behind him.

On the way, Nancy didn't dare to make any movements. But as soon as they arrived home, she immediately rushed into the bedroom with her phone.

She repeatedly dialed the number, but the person refused to pick up.

Just as she was getting anxious, the bedroom door suddenly opened and Charlie appeared at the doorway, "Tomorrow morning, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get our marriage certificate."

"W-What?" Nancy was so shocked that she dropped her phone on the floor, staring at him incredulously.

Marriage certificate?

Getting a certificate with her brother-in-law meant death!

Nancy panicked.

Ignoring her panic, Charlie unbuttoned his shirt and walked towards her, "Now, let's make up for our wedding night."

"W-Wedding night..."

Nancy's breath stopped, her eyes quickly scanning left and right. Suddenly, she saw her fallen phone on the ground and took a step back.

Bending down, she picked up the phone. With an awkward smile, she said, "I dropped my phone."

Charlie watched her, just watched her, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

It seemed his little wife was very repulsed by him.

Nancy didn't dare to look at him at all. Pretending to have something important, she unlocked her phone and tried to contact her mother for help...

Suddenly, her phone was snatched away by two slender fingers. In great panic, Nancy looked up and found herself unexpectedly meeting a pair of deep, cold eyes.

Charlie stared straight at her, "Is the phone more attractive than me?"

Biting her lip lightly, Nancy admitted that the man in front of her was very handsome, with undeniable raw magnetism. But she couldn't...

As he suddenly turned his gaze to her phone, Nancy panicked and was about to snatch it back. But when she saw that the screen was already off, she quickly withdrew her hand.

Not seeing any messages, Charlie raised an eyebrow and threw the phone onto the nearby sofa. Then, with a sweep of his large hand, he easily picked up Nancy .

"Ah..."

Nancy exclaimed, her heart in a panic. She grabbed Charlie's clothes on his shoulders with both hands, but suddenly her back sank and she was pressed onto the bed.

Looking at the man's approaching handsome face, Nancy felt that she was ready to die. She absolutely had to protect her innocence!

"Char-Charlie..."

The man's deep voice carried a hint of anger, "Call me darling!"

Terrified, Nancy looked at him, tears almost bursting out. Although he was handsome, he was extremely terrifying when angry.

"D-Darling."

Biting her lip, Nancy looked at him pitiably, "My Aunt Flo is visiting me. Today, oh, no, this whole week is impossible."

"Aunt Flo?"

Charlie's gaze went down, as if trying to find out more.

Nancy quickly covered herself, feeling as nervous as a frightened deer. "Um, it's true, really. Well, now that you're back, we have plenty of time in the future. We don't need to rush it today, right?"

Charlie glanced at her with disappointment, then rolled over and lay beside her.

Soon, steady breathing came from beside her.

Nancy gave a long sigh of relief..

She could only delay it for a week. In a week's time, she should be able to switch places with Vivian.

Until late in the night, Nancy fell asleep in a fright.

In her dream, she suddenly felt a pair of cold and stern eyes staring at her. No matter how she ran or escaped, the eyes kept coldly watching her.

"Ah!" With a cry, she woke up from her dream and sat up on the bed.

The bedroom was lit. She stared blankly for a moment before suddenly realizing that the pair of eyes from her dream hadn't disappeared. In fear, she looked up, only to find that the man who should have been lying beside her was sitting on the opposite sofa.

His eyes were icy, his handsome face cold as frost.

Nancy's phone spun in his slender fingers. Charlie curled his lips and sneered, "Vivian Mirren, oh, no, should I call you Nancy Swinton?"

Nancy's face instantly turned ashen!

He found out!

He didn't fall asleep. While she was asleep, he unlocked her phone and discovered her secret!

Nancy broke out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, she didn't know what to do. She could only panic and fearfully look at him.

Charlie chuckled and continued to play with Nancy's phone.

"Twins, huh...I never expected that, the Mirren family actually gave me such a big gift. I a m curious how you two sisters negotiated it. Do you switch shifts on a daily basis?"

"No!"

Nancy clenched her fists tightly, almost biting her lip until it bled.

"Charlie..."

"Just now, you called me darling, didn't you?"

Nancy felt an urge to kill. He already knew the truth. Why did he have to embarrass her like this?

The truth was revealed. When she thought about her father, she wanted to cry. She felt overwhelmed with grievances.

Charlie ignored her reddened eyes and asked coldly, "Who was the one who had a wedding ceremony with me?"

Nancy bit her lip, her voice weak and feeble, "It was me."

"In these three years, has Vivian ever stayed here?"

Nancy hurriedly explained for her sister, "She’s a pianist, you know. She’s very busy, and you aren’t here, so..."

Charlie coldly interrupted her, "So, it’s always been you?"

Yes, in these three years, Vivian had been traveling all over the country, and she had to coordinate with Vivian's schedule. When Vivian was busy, she would leave. When Vivian finished her performance, she would return to the Firth family’s mansion.

She was like Vivian's shadow, helping Vivian fulfill her duties as Mrs. Firth.

Charlie suddenly stood up, took the phone and walked to the bedside, looking down at Nancy.

"Call her."

Things had come to this point, and the only solution was to call back Vivian.

Nancy sniffed. She took the phone with trembling hands from Charlie. She found Vivian's number, and called her.

The first time, no one answered.

The second time, no one answered.

A man's cold voice came from above, "Continue!"

Nancy's fingers trembled as she pressed the dial button again.

The third time.

The fourth time.

It wasn't until the tenth time that someone finally answered the phone.

Before Nancy could say anything, Vivian's impatient and angry voice rang out sharply, "Nancy! Are you out of your mind？How can you call me so late? You keep calling like you want to kill me! Are you hoping your dad dies sooner?"

When Nancy was very young, her parents divorced.

Her mother took her sister and remarried a wealthy businessman. She was left with her poor father to rely on each other.

Four years ago, a car accident left her father in a vegetative state.

Before Nancy graduated, she had to go to school and work to support her father. Although life was hard, Nancy never complained.

Until three years ago, when her vegetative father suddenly disappeared from the hospital, waiting for her in the ward were her mother and sister whom she hadn't seen for many years.

Her mother and sister “kidnapped”her father to make her marry Charlie. For her father's safety, she had no choice but to agree.

Charlie's deep eyes narrowed slightly.

Nancy quickly said, "Vivian, please come back tomorrow, your huasband..."

"What are you panicking for? I know he went back to City Nustin. Is he going to sleep with you or what? Nancy, even if he wants to sleep with you, you're the one who takes advantage! It's not important at all. You shouldn’t have called me so many times. I am so fed up with you!"

Nancy's heart suddenly sank. All the good things she had said for Vivian just now were destroyed at this moment.

"Vivian..."

"Enough! Nancy, I'm not afraid to tell you that Charlie doesn't like women at all. He married me just to pass on the family line. You can be at ease being Mrs. Firth for me. I will take good care of your father. Otherwise, you’ll only see his dead body!"

With a "pop," the phone was rudely hung up.

But Nancy's heart was in her throat!

Charlie didn't like women?

Could he be gay?

Oh my god, she heard Charlie's secret. Would she be killed to keep it a secret?

Sure enough, as soon as she looked up, she saw Charlie's face show obvious fury.

Nancy was so scared that she threw her phone away. She quickly moved to the side of the bed with her hands. She had no doubt that if she was a little slower, he would strangle her.

However, Charlie just looked at her like that, as if he was considering something.

Under his cold gaze, Nancy clutched the sheets tightly with both hands, feeling extremely uneasy.

"Tomorrow, go with me to get our marriage certificate."

All of a sudden, Charlie opened his mouth.

Nancy was shocked and opened her eyes wide. "But I don't have my sister's ID card..."

"I'm talking about you. Don't you understand?" Charlie's voice was deep and full of chilling intent.

"Me?"

Nancy almost fainted. Why did Charlie want to get a marriage certificate with her?

What did he want to do?

"But I'm not Vivian..."

Charlie gave her a cold glance, turned around and walked to the sofa. After sitting down, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag before placing it on his lips again.

He blew out smoke, "If you don't want to see your father dead, obey my orders."

Nancy was speechless.

Only her mother and sister had threatened her with her father before, but Charlie learned to use the same trick.

These people really knew how to exploit her weaknesses!

However, she wasn't stupid. She understood what Charlie meant. As long as she cooperated with him, he wouldn't expose her as a substitute bride. In that case, her mother and sister wouldn't know that the plan had failed. Her father would be safe too.

"Okay, I promise you."

Nancy didn't dare ask any more questions because Charlie didn’t look happy. She didn't want to provoke him any further and get herself into even more trouble.

At 10 am the next morning, Nancy and Charlie walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, each of them holding a piece of stamped paper.

Nancy looked down at the marriage certificate in her hand, feeling uneasy.

She was married...

Not only did she have to face Vivian and her mother's threats, but now she also had to deal with Charlie's threats. Her life was truly miserable.

"Vivi."

All of a sudden, a breath blew in her ear. She instinctively wanted to dodge but was pulled into his arms by a big hand.

She looked up in surprise and met Charlie's suddenly gentle eyes, "What kind of car do you like?"

"Huh?"

Nancy was stunned, staring at him.

Charlie laughed softly, "Consider it a wedding gift for you."

Nancy immediately understood it. She was very happy about it. But that word "Vivi" felt like a needle piercing her heart.

She knew that she stole everything from Vivian. Even though she was the one who got married to Charlie and held the marriage certificate, Charlie had no intention of revealing her true identity.

This was the only way to protect her father for now.

But she still felt sad.

Her heart hurt so much that her eyes turned red. She looked at him fiercely and said, "Maserati!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she added two more words, "sports car!"

Since everyone threatened her with her father, why couldn't she, the substitute, ask for more?

Charlie looked at her quietly, without doing anything.

Nancy panicked and wondered if she had asked for too much. But before she could explain herself, his slender fingers lightly brushed against her beautiful nose. His deep voice carried a hint of indulgence, "You have good taste."

"Boom!" Nancy felt like a thunderbolt had struck her head and exploded. It was like being struck by lightning!

His tenderness at this moment was even scarier than when he was angry!

His tenderness made her feel a little bit attached to him.

But she knew that everything was fake.

Looking at her reddened eyes, Charlie picked up her little hand and kissed it gently, "I'll order the car. Now let me take you to get dressed up nicely. Vivi, tonight we'll meet my friends. Make sure you have a dazzling debut, as a pianist"

Nancy rounded her eyes in shock. Her body stiffened instantly!