Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 395 - 394: Professor Xi Pretends to Be Drunk
"I might have benefited from Mia Sutton’s influence." Ian Lee said wistfully after recalling that day’s events.
The crowd: "...??"
Ian Lee: "Jensen Sterling originally didn’t want to star in Drama Tragedy. It was only after knowing Mia Sutton was also participating that he signed the contract."
The group: "..."
Although, but..., saying it like this, it does seem that Ian Lee benefited from Mia Sutton’s influence.
Just very, mysterious.
After this issue was discussed, the topic returned to Jensen Sterling’s marriage.
This was truly a deep water bombshell; who would’ve thought that Jensen Sterling actually got married? His fans would be blown away.
"Honestly, when others have a rumor it’s sensational. But he’s actually married, and there isn’t even a hint of it?"
The group was stunned for a moment, then someone spoke in a drifting tone: "It seems... it’s not that there was no hint at all."
"Last year, I think I heard someone mention that Jensen Sterling might be married, but the person wasn’t sure, so I took it as a joke."
Right? Jensen Sterling hadn’t had any rumors all these years, and suddenly there’s this kind of news, and it’s just an unsubstantiated rumor, who would believe it?
"But, recently Jensen Sterling’s rumors..."
Just as some people were letting their imaginations run wild, Nolan Sinclair casually remarked: "Those people are probably all about Mia Sutton."
Immediately, those people had no more thoughts.
Nolan Sinclair said just one sentence, then leaned back onto the sofa.
The crowd paused slightly, once again diving into the discussion, they couldn’t help it, it was really shocking, one could even say it was horrifying.
The discussion was fervent and lively, only two people didn’t say anything.
One was Nolan Sinclair, and the other was Zach Sheffield.
When Zach Sheffield heard Jensen Sterling’s statement, his first thought was: "Damn, my idol is married, my idol is actually married, my idol is actually married to Jensen Sterling."
His next thought was, did I really bad-mouth my idol’s husband?
Would my idol tell Jensen Sterling? Would Jensen know?
Is he doomed?
...
Outside the VIP lounge, the scene was different.
Jensen held Mia Sutton’s hand as they left the lounge, taking the elevator down directly.
They didn’t say a word.
Mia allowed Jensen to pull her along, the force on her wrist was heavier than usual, and...
Mia’s eyes watched Jensen’s profile; his facial lines were very sharp and cold, she couldn’t discern the emotion in his eyes, but she could see the suppressed corners of his lips.
Mia pursed her lips, Jensen’s pace was fast, she had to jog to keep up.
She now confirmed one thing: Jensen was angry today.
Even though she didn’t know why.
...
Approaching a corner near the exit, the grip on her wrist tightened.
The next moment, someone’s hand gripped Mia’s waist, pulled down her mask, and sealed her lips again.
Jensen’s actions were fierce, like a storm, carrying anger, even though he was trying hard to restrain it.
But there was still some intensity in his movements, getting even heavier.
Mia felt his anger, so she obediently let him kiss her without any resistance.
The taste of alcohol was everywhere between their lips, slowly spreading. Although she hadn’t drunk, she felt as if she was drenched in this scent.
By the time her tongue was numb, Jensen finally stopped.
His forehead rested against Mia’s shoulder, one hand holding her waist, the other pressed against the wall.
Even though he was very angry, he still protected Mia. Even when pulling her wrist forcefully, he was restraining himself.
Mia gently pushed him: "Mr. Sterling, shouldn’t we get up first, what if we get photographed..."
Before Mia could finish, his husky voice came through: "Let them be afraid."
There was a nonchalant tone, with a hint of remaining dispersed anger.
Mia pursed her lips, asking softly: "Mr. Sterling, are you angry?"
Jensen didn’t move and replied with a grunt: "Hmm."
After speaking, he kissed her again, but this time the action was much gentler, like a soothing gesture.
Mia: "..."
This kiss was quick, resembling a treatment of a treasure, handled with care and caution.
...
Once the two of them left with their masks on, their hands were still intertwined. Jensen didn’t let go, so Mia let him be.
By this time, there were almost no people on the streets, except for passing cars.
The two walked without speaking, Mia secretly glanced at Jensen, still sensing a faint emotional aura.
The fingers holding Mia’s moved slightly, then she asked: "Mr. Sterling, why are you angry?"
She could feel Jensen wasn’t happy, but... why?
Jensen stopped, turned to her, and slowly began: "You don’t know?"
Mia revisited the day’s events in her mind, then honestly shook her head.
There truly wasn’t anything. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Oh, right...
"Did Zach Sheffield say something, and you heard it?"
Jensen: "Hmm."
"He was talking nonsense, it doesn’t mean anything... She initially wanted to correct the kid’s wrong ideas, but then that thought was interrupted.
"Not because of that."
Mia: "Hmm?" If not because of that, then what was it?
Was there something else? She really couldn’t think of anything.
Jensen looked into Mia’s eyes, which carried a trace of confusion, seemingly contemplating the reason.
"Because I was jealous."
Mia’s mind was still processing; upon hearing this, she subconsciously said: "Oh... so you were jealous."
"No... wait!"
"Mr. Sterling, what did you say?" Mia’s eyes widened, seriously suspecting she had misheard.
"Jealous." Jensen said it word by word.
Mia was rocked by these three words, wondering if Jensen even could say such things?
No, this absolutely isn’t something normal Jensen would say, definitely not. The usual Mr. Sterling isn’t like this.
After realizing, Mia suddenly leaned in close, next to Jensen’s face, his expression remained unchanged, just like usual.
Except his gaze seemed... dimmer than usual, something like dullness.
After a few seconds, Mia uncertainly asked: "Mr. Sterling, are you drunk?"
Only one explanation could account for Jensen’s current appearance, that being he was drunk.
Otherwise, why was he so different from usual tonight?
Jensen, upon hearing this, lightly pinched his fingers around Mia’s hand.
Then his gaze became even more absent-minded as he looked at Mia: "Looks like, a little bit, yeah."
Seeing this, Mia backed off slightly. As she thought, he must have been drunk; his speaking tone was off too.
