Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Is it Pag Gar acting…

Or did he lose control after drinking?

He couldn’t remember anything about last night, Samuel Thompson took a deep breath, “Pag Gar, calm down, it’s not what you think!”

“Then what is it?” Pag Gar said angrily: “Even if I, Pag Gar, am cheap, I wouldn’t climb into a man’s bed on my own!”

“Pag Gar, I’m not saying you’re cheap, I just think this is strange, can we calm down and talk?”

Pag Gar gripped the bedsheet tightly and cried with tears streaming down her face.

Samuel Thompson’s mind was also in total chaos.

He had never dealt with anything like this before.

Nor did he know how to handle it.

What should he do now?

A moment later, Pag Gar continued: “This was my first time.”

First time.

Those three words, neither light nor heavy, turned Samuel Thompson’s face pale instantly.

“Pag Gar, I…” Samuel Thompson looked at Pag Gar, not knowing what to say.

He was a man.

In such situations, girls always ended up with the short end of the stick.

After all.

Rape laws are primarily aimed at men.

Samuel Thompson knew Pag Gar’s purpose.

She would certainly demand that he take responsibility for her next.

At that moment, Pag Gar continued, “Don’t worry, I won’t make you responsible. as long as we act as if this has never happened.”

After saying that, Pag Gar threw off the blanket, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, dressed one by one, and then left the room.

Her back was determined, leaving no trace of attachment.

It was as if, from now on, she had really put Samuel Thompson behind her.

Samuel Thompson watched Pag Gar’s retreating figure, his face indescribable.

Soon, the sound of the door closing echoed through the air.

Samuel Thompson slapped himself hard.

Smack!

The slap was so heavy.

Blood oozed from the corner of Samuel Thompson’s mouth.

He didn’t know how long it had been.

Before Samuel Thompson left the hotel room.

Returning home.

Mary Perryne asked concernedly, “Borden, where did you go last night?”

“I drank too much last night and slept in a hotel,” Samuel Thompson replied.

Mary Perryne nodded her head, “So that’s what happened.”

Then Mary Perryne noticed the blood on the corner of Samuel Thompson’s mouth.

She frowned slightly, “Borden, what happened to your mouth?”

“I drank too much last night and accidentally fell, it’s nothing.”

Mary Perryne didn’t think much of it, chiding him, “You’re so careless, you should learn to take care of yourself.”

“Mom, I’m going upstairs to rest for a while,” Samuel Thompson’s head was a mess at the moment,

Feeling incredibly uncomfortable.

Although Pag Gar said she wouldn’t hold him responsible, he felt a psychological burden.

How could he be so careless!

At this point, Samuel Thompson even felt like dying.

“Okay, go upstairs and rest,” Mary Perryne nodded.

As he walked up the stairs, he bumped into Viola coming down.

“Big brother.”

“Little sister.” Seeing Viola, Samuel Thompson forced a faint smile.

Viola noticed something was off about Samuel Thompson, “Big brother, are you alright? You look uncomfortable.”

“I’m fine,” Samuel Thompson pretended nothing had happened, “I just didn’t sleep well last night, I’m going to go upstairs to take a nap.”

“Your face?” Viola’s gaze fell on Samuel Thompson’s right cheek.

Samuel Thompson smiled, “I accidentally bumped it when I was drunk last night, it’s nothing.”

With that, Samuel Thompson quickened his pace upstairs.

Viola frowned slightly, her intuition told her that something must be wrong with Samuel Thompson.

But after all, it involved his privacy, and Viola didn’t want to pry.

As soon as Viola came downstairs, bread jumped up to greet her.

“bread.” Viola patted bread’s head.

bread jumped up and down in excitement.

Mary Perryne laughed, “This bread is so clever. When I got up this morning, it was the first one to say hello, and it would do whatever I asked it to. Viola, look, bread, go get the newspaper for me.”

Upon hearing this, bread wagged its tail first, then quickly ran in front of the couch, picked up the newspaper with its mouth and walked toward Mary Perryne.

Its little tail wagged back and forth.

Like a propeller.

Super adorable.

Who wouldn’t love a dog that can fetch newspapers?

Even Mary Perryne, who wasn’t a dog lover, thought that dogs had suddenly become more acceptable after seeing this.