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Jilted by Day, Cuddled At Night

In the Federal Empire, any woman who had reached twenty years of age must get married, or be randomly assigned a husband by the System. Thus, on her wedding day, the eve of her 20th birthday, Valerie Sullivan waited anxiously for her betrothed, Isaac Holt, to show up—only to find out that he was not coming after all! Trapped in this desperate situation, she grabbed the first handsome stranger she bumped into and got him to be her stand-in groom. It did not hurt that this mysterious Jonny was just her type—young and innocent-looking, with furry ears and a large fluffy tail. So, what if he seemed a little lost and confused? The wedding went on as planned, and Valerie was saved from public humiliation but only for the moment. After all, her marriage to Isaac was supposed to solidify the business partnership between the Sullivans and the Holts. In addition, her sister, Madeline, did not seem too happy that things turned out well for Valerie. Worst of all, Valerie found out that Jonny was an important, influential figure—Jonathan Gunn—the first commander of the Empire and uncle to the current monarch! Who had Valerie actually married—the sensitive, adorable Jonny, or the formidable, impassive Jonathan? Would this last-second pairing end in true love or divorce?

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559 Chs

Chapter 193: Do You Want Me to Put Xiaowan Back into My Stomach?

Su Zhen and Du Weiwei both fell silent.

A strange quiet spread through the snow-white hospital room.

He was becoming increasingly disappointed in her.

She, too, was growing more disappointed in him and had already decided to give up on him.

Su Zhen lifted his head, looking at his once-cherished first love, now wearing a hospital gown, her face pallid, her hair in disarray as she sat on the hospital bed.

She was no different from the typical older woman.

Su Zhen, "Weiwei, you're really good at acting, aren't you!"

"I..."

Du Weiwei wanted to explain that she had actually been cut in the stomach, and it wasn't an act.

The wound hurt, and even with medication, it still ached!

Du Weiwei, her face full of grievance, "What on earth is wrong with you, Zhen? I don't understand what you mean. My stomach still hurts, the wound is still there, you can go ask the doctor if you don't believe me!"

"Did you really get pregnant? Even now, you're still lying to me?"