Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

As soon as Emily went upstairs, she closed the door immediately. But she seemed to have used this trick, and this bloke could easily come in. Her efforts were in vain. She simply opened the door again, waiting for that guy to come up.

"Oh, my god! You are finally smart. Now you don't close the door but stand here to welcome me." With great interest, James walked up the stairs.

When he walked to the door, Emily smiled lightly and slammed the door with a bang, almost crushed his handsome face.

Seeing the door in front of him, which was less than two centimeters away from him, James closed his eyes and his face immediately darkened. This girl was getting bolder and bolder. Didn't she know that he was almost disfigured?

Bang!

He kicked the door open. Emily stuck out her tongue at him naughtily on the sofa.

Holding back his anger, James closed the door and approached her with a faint smile.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't come over." Emily jumped up from the sofa and could feel the coldness all over James' body from a distance. 'Oh, my god, he's going to eat me alive. I need to run.'

Seeing that she ran faster than a rabbit, James smiled and saw her running like this. He sat calmly on the sofa, picked up a magazine and read it slowly.

Seeing that he didn't chase after her, Emily was a little relieved. Alas, she had to pay the price for being naughty, but she was not afraid. She had to be naughtier in the future.

"Come here." James said slowly. The perfect line of his lips twitched slightly, but there was no fluctuation in his tone.

"No. I'm going to take a shower." Emily went to the wardrobe to get her pajamas and went into the bathroom, ignoring James perfectly.

"Kitten is so disobedient. What should I do?"

James quickly stood up and blocked the door of the bathroom. A slender hand stopped her in front of the door.

"Hey, James, what the hell are you doing? I was just taking a revenge on you. We are even." Emily said reasonably and confidently.

"Who says we're even? Don't forget that you are my lifetime pet, and I think you've already forgotten the law of pet."

"Well, I don't want to be your pet now. I break the contract. What do you want to do?" Emily didn't want to admit that she was forced to sign the contract.

"Then don't blame me for being rude." After pulling her into the bathroom, James closed the door and turned on the warm lights. He easily threw her into the bathtub and followed her in. 'Oh, my god! Is he really going to take a shower with me?'

No way!

Emily crawled out of the bathtub awkwardly, and the faucet above her head had sprayed hot water on her clothes.

The white shirt immediately clung to her slender waist, showing her figure.

Emily covered her chest with her hands.

"Get out of here, James, you bastard!" Then Emily poured some water on James.

He didn't move and let her pour.

"Can't you get out?"

"No, I want to bathe with you."

"Shame on you!" With a red face, Emily was about to run out of the bathroom. How could she take a shower in such a situation?

He held her waist with one hand and took her into the bathtub again.

She shouldn't have pissed him off.

"James, if you dare to take off my clothes, I will hate you for the rest of my life." Emily squeezed out two drops of tears and roared with grievance. Startled, James stopped what he was doing.

What was he doing just now? Was he too impulsive?

"Then do you dare to be naughty in the future?" James raised her tearful chin and asked dotingly.

"Yes!" Emily nodded her head. She thought she was courting death.

"Then I'll continue." James had reached out his hand to the buttons of her shirt and pulled off the first one, revealing the pink camisole inside.

"You, you bastard, bastard, bastard!" Emily stamped hard on his foot.

The severe pain made him frown. This girl was really ruthless. She was the only one who dared to do this to him.

Enduring the pain and anger, he tore her clothes with his hands.

"Okay, okay, I beg you. James, let's discuss it. Let go of me first. I can promise you anything, really."

In a moment of desperation, Emily finally compromised. It was true this time. She was really scared.

"Really?" Obviously, James didn't believe what she said. She didn't tell the truth.

"Of course it's true. As long as you make a reasonable proposal, I will promise you. But the premise is that you must let me go."

"Okay, deal. Fall in love with me. Seriously fall in love with me. Don't hang out with other boys. Can you do that?" James said seriously. Although she was his fiancee now, this girl had never loved him at all.

If she was willing to put down her prejudices against him and work hard to fall in love with him, then the problem would be solved.

"What?" Emily hesitated. It was more painful to like this devil than to kill her, but if she didn't agree now, she would die.

'Just say yes. Anyway, he doesn't know if she is working hard or not.'

"Okay, I promise you." Emily pretended to hesitate for a long time and answered reluctantly.

"In order to show that you are trying hard to fall in love with me, you can't leave my sight every day. You have to unconditionally accept my good to you, and you can't be with other boys."

"OK, OK." Emily agreed readily. Anyway, she wouldn't listen to him no matter what he said. When the time came, she would go against him.

"Well, you should take a shower now. Don't catch a cold." After throwing her into the bathtub, James turned around and walked out of the bathroom with a triumphant smile.

Emily breathed a sigh of relief. If he came back every day in the future, she would suffer a lot. She couldn't bear it.

'When will you come back, Shirley? I will die in the hands of James sooner or later.'

She spent more than an hour in the bathroom before she slowly came out. Unexpectedly, James didn't sleep. He sat on the sofa for more than an hour. When he saw her come out, he stood up and went into the bathroom with his pajamas.

Since Emily caught a cold last time and the two girls who didn't do anything right were sent away, there was no servant in her room anymore and she lived a free and easy life alone.

But James had to do everything by himself.

Emily got into the bed and fell asleep soon. She fell asleep quickly and soundly before James came out.

James lifted the quilt, got into the bed, stroked her soft long hair and tender face, and fell asleep.

He had a good dream!

A new week came.

The first round of the selection test had officially begun, and the contestants had begun to submit their initial videos on the school website.

The design drawing was finished. Emily didn't need to make a video. She just needed to submit the design drawing to the website and publish it. In this way, the consequences would be less popular than that of the videos, which had a little impact on her.

As soon as it was released, only a few people who loved design voted for her. The number of her vote was very low. It was not that her design was not outstanding, but that there were too few people who knew how to appreciate art.

The relatively popular one was the street dance video uploaded by Charles. A dance of Charles, the street dance king of Holy Sakura, was enough to make his vote went to the first place.

The vote of Justin's piano performance were not bad. When Jenny took out her latest design, it immediately attracted the attention of the students.

The list kept refreshing. With her mobile phone in her hand, Emily entered the official website to watch her vote. She was about to collapse.

It was rare that her desk mate James didn't sleep. He looked energetic, leaned over and grabbed her phone.

"So low?"

"Well, I don't think I can even pass the first round." Emily covered her chin helplessly and sighed.

"How is that possible? How can no one vote for my fiancee?" Glancing at it, James had an idea.

Later, he would ask Murphy to spread the news in the school that anyone who didn't vote for Emily would despise him.

"Never mind." Frustrated, Emily bent over on the table and ignored James. She didn't know that he would help her in that extreme way.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Oliver knocked on her table.

"Shirl, are you sad for your vote?"

"Yes, it's so low, Oliver. How could it be so low?" Emily almost lost her dream of being a designer.

"It doesn't matter. I'm with you. Mine is not that high." Oliver comforted her.

"You are such a good tennis player. How could you have such a low vote?"

"You can check by yourself. I don't have many more votes than you." Oliver showed his vote to Emily.

After seeing it, she was in a better mood. "Yes, it's still early. It's a week's cycle. The vote will definitely go up. I can't be discouraged." Emily clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

Glancing at them for a long time, James listened to their conversation. This girl was really disobedient. She soon hooked up with Oliver.

With one hand on her shoulder, James pressed himself on top of her and whispered in her ear, "You're disobedient again."

"No, I'm not. I'm just Oliver's good friend. We're talking about the competition."

Emily tried to defend herself.

"I don't want to see it a second time." James warned her coldly.

Emily rolled her eyes and thought, 'What a bully!'

He wouldn't let her do it, but she would do it!☐☐☐☐☐☐☐