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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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525 Chs

Chapter 140: Commander Comes to Back Up His Wife

Only Mu Lei had a vague guess about what was going on.

"The Commander must have made such a big move only for Xiaowan," he thought.

Mu Lei felt relieved to see that Commander Gu could care so much for Xiaowan.

Watching the man sitting in the main seat, Mu Lei calmly announced, "The annual Empire University Mecha Competition, officially begins!" In the main control room, each person had a virtual screen before their eyes.

The screens first displayed all the competition arenas.

If someone was interested in a specific arena, they could just remember the arena number to zoom in and watch.

Commander Gu's distinctly jointed, slender fingers tapped lightly.

The image of Arena No. 168 enlarged before his eyes.

It was clear to see the two contestants standing in the arena.

Contestant No. 922, a freshman from the Command Department, Su Wan.

Contestant No. 85, a junior from the Solo Combat Department, Molto.

In the eyes of most people, this was a match with no suspense.