Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared novel Chapter 49

Nancy's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Charlie maintained a serious tone that left her unsure if he was joking or telling the truth.

A man prepared for her?

Was it true?

Nancy once again sized up the man from head to toe. He was dressed in a silvery-white suit, paired with a pink shirt. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing a sexy collarbone and part of his firm pectoral muscles...

Hmm...

Dressed so flashily, could he really be a prostitute?

Seeing Nancy appraising him thoroughly, the man said resignedly, "Vivian, you didn't really believe it, right?"

"Um..."

Nancy let out a dry chuckle, her little hand tightly gripping Charlie's arm. "He-he, Ben, I remember you."

"Eh, I didn’t mean that."

Ben's handsome face looked close to tears. "Vivian, you may remember me, but you don't really believe what Charlie Firth just said, do you?"

Dressed like this, Nancy had to believe it.

As Nancy stayed silent and merely looked at him curiously, Ben lifted a hand to smack his own forehead, "Young Master Firth, our relationship is already complicated enough. Why do you keep tarnishing my reputation like this? Aren't you afraid that Vivian would really think you and I are a couple?"

Charlie didn’t care, "The innocent will clear themselves. You're the prostitute, not me."

Ben, "..."

Could they ever be friends again?

Ah, his good name was ruined by Charlie!

But he felt he still had a chance to mend things.

"Vivian, let me tell you, Young Master Firth has always been uninterested in women. He always has a stern face in front of women. It has scared away many of the girls who like him. But Young Master Firth and I grew up together. Am I clear?"

Nancy nodded, "I understand."

Ben was encouraged, "Because of our close relationship and his indifference towards women, people began to spread rumors that we’re a couple. But let me assure you, Vivian, there's nothing more than brotherly love between us!"

Nancy nodded with a knowing smile, "Mm, I get it - the “brotherly love” mentioned in many works of literature."

He felt there was a hidden meaning in her words, no matter how he interpreted this. He let out a woeful sigh, and leaned closer whispering into Nancy's ears, "Vivian, do you want to know why Young Master Firth was uninterested in women? There's a reason behind it. If you want to know, I can tell you..."