Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

A reporter standing by, speechless, cast a glance at the one who had just asked the question.

Such an audacious query! Charlie had jetted off to Europe on the day of their wedding and hadn't returned in three years. It was clearly a business alliance, devoid of love. Everyone knew the truth, yet she insisted on voicing it. Was she so desperate for a headline that she would risk her career?

The staff members around darted anxious glances at Charlie, fearful that the executive, who rarely gave interviews, might lose his temper.

Charlie lifted his gaze, casting an indifferent glance at the reporter, and then shifted his attention to Nancy, who was practicing her martial arts moves. "Vivi..."

His voice wasn't loud, but Nancy heard him. Seeing Charlie surrounded by reporters, she excused herself from Matthew and approached him. "Honey, what's the matter?"

He gently reached out, taking Nancy's hand. Seeing the fine sweat on her forehead, he furrowed his brows and asked softly, "Tired?"

At his touch, Nancy's cheeks flushed visibly on camera. She bit her lip shyly, shaking Charlie's hand lightly, "They are filming, so don't be like this." Charlie, however, seemed not to care. He extended his other hand and Tom, clueing in quickly, handed him a tissue.

Charlie stood, using the tissue to dab Nancy's forehead, "If I had known acting was so exhausting, I wouldn't have agreed to let you do it." Nancy looked at Charlie, her eyes shining, her lips curling up into a sweet smile.

Her smile was so sweet.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Some staff members whispered amongst themselves, "Vivian's blushing so much, if this isn't love, what is?"

"Yeah, even if Young Master Firth is pretending, Vivian clearly isn't."

After wiping away Nancy's sweat, Charlie ignored the reporters, guiding Nancy to a seat away from them. They sat side by side.

Nancy glanced back at the reporters and asked softly, "Were they interviewing you?"

Charlie raised an eyebrow, " Yeah."

Curiosity sparked in Nancy's eyes, "What did they ask?"

"They asked whether our marriage was a business arrangement or if we truly loved each other."

"Eh?"

Nancy, her amber eyes widen and focused on him, as she asked anxiously, "How did you respond?" Charlie turned towards her, his warm breath tickling her ear, causing a slight itch.

Nancy laughed and pushed him away, "What are you doing? Just talk, so why are you so close?"

"Hehe..."

Charlie chuckled and wrapped an arm around Nancy. With their backs to the cameras, he whispered into her ear, "Our every move now is the best answer to their question."

The reporters behind them snapped away with the cameras, capturing their intimate moment.

After the shots were taken, another reporter looked disdainfully at the one who had initiated the question "Young Master Firth couldn't be bothered to answer you. He showed you through his actions whether his relationship with Vivian is real love ormerely a business arrangement."

The inquisitive reporter's face fell, "What if they're just putting on a show?" "Hmph..."

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Director Grant scoffed, "I don't like your insinuations. Young Master Firth, with his vast empire and endless work, has put everything aside to spend days on our set Do you think his feelings for Vivian are superficial or genuine?"