Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife

Chapter 113 Owe Me a Gift

The girls were all looking forward to Felix’s answer. They all wanted to be the lucky one tonight, but the

appearance of Daisy ruined their dreams. She was the daughter of the Robertson family and Mr.

Dawson’s cousin. Others had no chance at all.

Daisy had been learning dance since she was a child. Although she did not have the talents as Jessica

and Amara, she was much better than other dancers. She had practiced this song countless times in Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

order to win Felix's attention.

Daisy looked like that she was bound to get Felix's key card.

"It's nasty to watch."

Felix glanced at Daisy, who was leading the dance, and spoke coldly amid the laughter of those

bosses.

What was going on?

Daisy thought she had heard wrong.

After being silent for a while, Daisy realized that Felix only promised that he would hand over the key

card to the winner tonight. But if no one won, this matter would not hold.

Why didn't Felix choose her? She had already done her best, but he still didn’t like her!

The atmosphere in the private room was very embarrassing for a time. No one expected Felix to blurt

out these words so frankly without showing any mercy.

This was already very clear. Felix didn't like any of those dancers.

"Actually, it can explain. Back then, Miss Amara stunned the whole country with her dance. No matter

how other people dance, they just imitate her. They would not have the charm as Miss Amara. How

about Miss Amara dance tonight to celebrate Mr. Watts' birthday?"

A boss spoke quickly, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Felix looked meaningfully at Amara's stunning face.

"I'm really sorry today. I'm not feeling well. Just have a great time! I have to go first."

Amara looked at Felix, smiling beautifully. She caressed casually her long hair, and turned to leave.

The atmosphere in the private room was really depressing. Amara walked towards the terrace, where

the fresh air could relieve the depression in her heart.

"It's Miss Amara. What a surprise! I was your classmate. Do you remember me?"

A tall and cynical man came towards her, with a yuppie smile.

"It hasn't been a long time."

Amara showed a tight-lipped smile.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. You even look better than before. The most beautiful girl in the

college has become a big star. I heard that you are still single. How boring? I am interested in you. I will

pursue you."

The classmate from many years ago didn't have the small talk but went straight to the topic.

"I... You..."

Amara had seen all kinds of people for so many years, but she hadn’t seen those who were so straight.

"She has a man."

Amara was about to say something when a low voice came from not far from them, interrupting the

playboy's fantasy.

The guy looked over and saw that Felix was already standing beside Amara.

The guy was not stupid. Of course he had heard a lot about Felix. He even knew that Felix petted

Amara to the point of being perverted.

Whether it was an actor, her colleague, her friend, or her classmate, as long as it was a man, Felix

would take extra precautions.

When Amara attended various events, Felix would accompany her no matter how busy he was. Amara

was busy with her own stuff, and Felix worked silently by the side, guarding her.

Even if Felix didn't speak, his aura was so overwhelming that people couldn't breathe. He was very

tough in the business world. No one dared to offend him easily.

"Hello, Mr. Watts. I'm really honored to meet you. Amara, see you next time. Bye."

The playboy felt that Felix was gloomy at this time, so it would be better to avoid him quickly.

"Brother, I'm not a child anymore. No one dares to date with me if it goes on like this. Every time you

show up, those suitors run faster than rabbits. Besides, I'm still single. When did I have a man?"

Amara's eyes were so charming and very fascinating.

"I can't make a rumor on such things. You are very clear about your own affairs."

Felix showed a faint smile on his face, staring at Amara.

"I can't remember."

Amara was shocked, her eyelashes trembling.

"Oh? It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I can help you remember it."

Felix's gaze fell on Amara recklessly and undisguisedly. He smiled, but it looked like evil.

"What... what are you doing here? Are you making fun of me?"

Amara dodged his eyes.

"Where is my gift?"

Felix spoke unhurriedly.

"I came here in hurry, so I forgot to prepare."

Amara didn't want to prepare the gift at all.

"In the private room, the gifts for you are piled up like a mountain. Aren't you happy? You don’t need

my gift. Or you can make a list and I'll buy them tomorrow."

Amara felt a headache.

Felix was silent and laughed lightly.

"You should be very clear about what I like. I don’t need to make a list again. If you really can't

remember, you can find me in my room at midnight. I will definitely tell you well."

Felix's voice sounded indifferent.

"Felix! For you, what kind of woman can't you get? Why bother to haunt me?"

Amara was a little angry.

"Since we can't forget those things easily. How about we just pretend that nothing happened? I want to

live hard and give myself a happy future. I don't think I have the ability to control you, and I don't want

to control you. I just want to live peacefully, and you will inherit the family business, become the head of

the family, fall in love with a woman, get married, and then have children. We are just like two straight

lines that are always parallel, and there is no possibility of intersection."

Amara was silent for a while and looked at him.

"You wish! As long as I'm still alive, no one dares to fall in love with you, get married with you and have

children with you. I don't allow other men to have this idea."

Felix looked directly at Amara.

"Since we can’t have a good talk, goodbye."

Amara turned to leave. After staying on the terrace for a few minutes, she walked to the door. When

she passed the dressing room, the door beside her was suddenly opened. She was pulled in with a

force.

She didn't stand still, and slammed into a guy's arms directly. The familiar breath made her stiff. The

strong chest was very hot, as if it could melt her. His hand raised her delicate jaw.

Felix's handsome face magnified infinitely in Amara's eyes.

"Are you crazy? This is the place where ladies put on makeup and change clothes. You actually..."

Amara wanted to escape.

"Huh? I allowed you to work hard in your career, but I didn't ask you to learn those dirty ideas. What

have you learned?"

Felix touched Amara's back, went down slowly. His face sank.

"Well, you have always liked Leila, that kind of ladylike girl. Everything she says is elegant and

beautiful. How can I compare with her?"

Amara said.

"Why are you always mentioning her? What do I have to do with her? She can't compare with you at

all. You are... more attractive to men than those foxy little minxes."

Felix held her in his arms. His lips brushed against her ear. When she left, she was still a young girl. In

the blink of an eye, she became a beautiful girl.

This kind of thought made Felix tense. He hugged her even more tightly.

"Leila is just your type. Don't wronged yourself. She's in the private room, waiting for you. I'm just a

trash. I can't match you at all."

"You can't make Leila fall in love with you, but you just hurt me and treat me as a substitute! I despise

you like this the most!"

After Amara finished speaking, with all her strength, she kicked Felix fiercely.