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Contract Marriage : Taming My Wild Wife

1 chapter/week Warning : mature content Cover : Euthcai (Instagram) Faye Grace is a successful, beautiful, and smart restaurant businesswoman. The only one she doesn't have is a man. One day, her friend asked her to bet on renting a Sugar Baby, and Faye lost, she ended up renting a Sugar Baby named Denis for one day. A phone video of her mother and two rings became a minor misunderstanding, which forced Faye to ask Denis to be her contract husband. "How much money do you want?" asked Faye. Denis looked surprised, "You are not putting an offer?" Faye observed Denis while glancing at the bare body up and down, "I can't judge how much, I don't know your strengths and weaknesses, I guess from your face may be ten thousand dollars?" or maybe more considering that Denis can cook. Denis was flattered by what Faye saying, "You think highly of me, honey~" "That's not a compliment, I was putting a price on you and you're happy about it ...!?" Faye says in amazement. Most people would be felt insulted when someone did that, why in the world did he like it!? "Is there anything else?" Denis asked. Faye thought for a moment, "That's all. We'll talk again if I have any other ideas." "Then I'm going to take a shower, my body smells like alcohol~" says Denis humming. Faye nodded. While waiting, is it better to find another agreement, such as a cooking schedule? "You can join me if you want, honey~" Denis started teasing from the bathroom. Can Faye resist Denis's seductions when they live in one house?

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Vol 1 : Lying or Not, Honey~?

'I remember Mia saying that porridge depends on the amount of water, the more it is, the less thick it becomes.'

How much water should she put in? She had cooked porridge once, but only once, that too was a long time. She doesn't remember how much water to put in!

Faye cannot ask Mia because they are still in a 'broken' friendship condition.

Claudia's face, her mother suddenly appeared.

'Mama must know this.'

Faye took out her cellphone and pressed the call button to her mother's number.

[Fay~ good morning baby~ you don't usually call~]

"Ma, I want to ask. How good is the amount of good porridge?" Faye asked worriedly.

[Porridge? How much did you make, Fay? For who?]

"Only Denis, Ma. He's sick," said Faye bluntly. It hurts to be exact.

[Oh! How is he doing now? What is he really sick about, Fay!?]

'Very healthy. He was running around like a horse earlier.'

How could Faye say that?