Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 367 - 366: Mia’s Massive Harem

Zach Sheffield listened to Mia Sutton’s words, scratched his head, and then smiled awkwardly: "I’m just a small-time actor, the kind whose acting skills aren’t great, and I don’t have many scenes. Usually, I just watch the other teachers perform and learn from them."

"I specifically came today to see your concert, as I didn’t have any scenes today. I was just idling around on set, so I asked the director for permission to take a break to come to the concert."

Mia Sutton listened to him and thought to herself, so you know your acting skills are lacking, huh.

I’ve heard the crew is worried sick about you, turning gray with worry.

However, from what he said, it means Jensen Sterling’s filming location isn’t far from here.

Mia knew Jensen Sterling was filming in a small county, a name she wasn’t familiar with, so she didn’t realize they were so close by.

Zach Sheffield: "Ms. Sutton, I really like you. You’re amazing, both on stage and in acting. I wish I could be as good as you."

Mia Sutton clicked her tongue. Even though his acting wasn’t great and made Mr. Sterling do so many retakes, but...

Mia smiled gently, "Thank you for liking me." Then added, "I hope your acting skills keep improving." So Mr. Sterling doesn’t have to do so many retakes.

Zach Sheffield was overjoyed to hear that.

His idol praised him!

Even though he had been criticized so many times for his poor acting, his idol was willing to encourage him. His idol was simply wonderful.

He was determined to improve his acting skills and not let down his idol’s encouragement.

In fact, Mia was just thinking of sparing Mr. Sterling from having to do so many retakes.

After chatting with Mia for a while, Zach was thrilled, feeling just like an ordinary fan.

Zach Sheffield got backstage thanks to someone putting in a good word for him. Although his acting wasn’t great, he did have quite a good-looking face, otherwise, he wouldn’t be surviving in the entertainment industry.

So in no time, he was mingling with the staff, joking with them, and naturally talking the most about his idol.

Mia’s phone was with the staff, and as she and her group were heading out, Zach tagged along, chatting non-stop the whole way.

Mia signed an autograph for him and seriously added a note to encourage him to focus on his acting.

Then she retrieved her phone from the staff.

When Zach mentioned how close their filming location was to the concert venue, Mia wanted to call Jensen Sterling to ask.

As soon as she got her phone, she unlocked it quickly and paused slightly as she looked at the screen, her eyes glowing like they held stars.

The people around her saw Mia pick up the pace, quickly heading outside.

One of the girls in the group looked at her in confusion and asked, "Mia, where are you going?"

Mia didn’t even turn her head as she said, "You guys go ahead, I’m just going to the restroom."

Having said that, she disappeared down the hallway.

The team member tilted her head, glancing at the nearby restroom on the same floor, puzzled and remarked, "Isn’t there a restroom on this floor? Why is she going downstairs?"

Another team member opened her mouth slowly and eventually replied, "Maybe she just prefers the one downstairs?"

...

Mia checked her phone and saw a message from Jensen Sterling, telling her to go to the third floor.

She didn’t take the elevator, having forgotten, and instead jogged down the stairs. On reaching the third floor and exiting the staircase, Mia tilted her head, scanning both sides.

Everything was empty, no one was around. Where could Mr. Sterling be?

As Mia walked, she took out her phone, about to send Jensen Sterling a message to ask where he was.

Suddenly, a door at the corner opened, and a large hand grabbed her arm, pulling her inside.

Mia didn’t even get a chance to cry out before she sensed the familiar scent in the air.

With all the curtains drawn inside the room and the evening already setting in, everything was pitch black, leaving only a vague silhouette visible.

After a brief pause, she slowly licked her lips and softly called out, "Mr. Sterling?"

In the darkness, a low voice responded, "Mm."

The deep, magnetic voice lingered softly by Mia’s ear, tickling her.

Since they were in a very small storage room, there wasn’t much space, bringing Mia and Jensen Sterling very close.

She could clearly feel his chest and even the breath falling on her neck.

Mia whispered, "Mr. Sterling, could you... move a bit further away, it’s a bit ticklish."

"Ticklish?" In the darkness, he chuckled, the word lingering in Mia’s ear, while he had already moved closer, their breaths mingling.

Though they couldn’t see clearly, the proximity of their breaths was palpable. Mia’s heart beat a little faster, drumming louder in the confined space.

Soon, her breath was stolen, her lips crushed and released before continuing in a demonstration of force, tinged with a hint of punishment.

Mia didn’t resist. In the darkness, her slender fingers lifted to pinch the corner of his shirt, clutching it tightly.

Her fingertips tinged with a light dusting of pink, a pale white crescent marking each nail.

Her fingers were slightly sweaty.

Her graceful swan neck tilted slightly, bearing the fervent kiss.

It had been a long time since they last met. After filming Drama Tragedy, she stayed at home for only a few days before diving back into her work.

And with Jensen Sterling taking on this project, they weren’t even in the same place, making meetings even less likely.

So the kiss lingered, evolving from fervent to gentle, pecking softly as it progressed.

Leaning against Jensen, Mia softly murmured, "Mr. Sterling, when did you come? Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?"

Jensen Sterling: "Today. I wasn’t sure if there were any scenes today, and didn’t want any surprises, so I didn’t tell you."

Mia gently replied, "Oh," her heart bubbling over with happiness.

Even though it wouldn’t have mattered if Jensen didn’t come, him being here still made her feel incredibly happy, her heart sweet as sugar.

It felt completely different from when he watched her audition; was this the difference after they got together?

After a while, Mia heard Jensen Sterling chuckle softly and whisper in her ear, "My dear Mia’s harem is quite large..."

"Husband?"

"Curved like a coil?"

"Don’t be so strict about gender?"

"That male fan with the megaphone shouting?"

"So many people want to be your husband or wife, huh?"

Mia: "..." Her mouth opened, stammering a bit, "Mr. Sterling, you... you were at the venue?"