Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Heirloom?

Old Master Firth gave her the heirloom?

Nancy's eyes almost welled up with tears. The bracelet in her hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making her almost breathless.

Overwhelmed by emotion, she struggled to speak, managing only two words that escaped her lips, "Grandpa..."

"All right, all right."

Old Master Firth waved his hand at them, "Charlie can take an opportunity to put it on for you in person. It's getting late. You should go back home."

Holding the bracelet, Nancy wanted to say something, but Charlie already pulled her away.

They had taken quite a few steps away when Nancy turned back to see Old Master Firth. He still stood there, smiling at them.

If only he were her real grandfather...

Nancy sorrowfully turned her head back, reluctant to part with this beloved old man.

If only...

But there were no ifs in this world.

In the car, Nancy gazed on the bracelet in the box. The bracelet was very beautiful, emitting a green glow under the light. It was cold to the touch, but it warmed Nancy's heart. But how could she take the Firth family's heirloom?

She bit her lip hard, as if making a decision. She closed the box and handed it to Charlie, "Here."

Charlie frowned, both hands on the wheel, not taking it, "It's given to you by grandpa. You can keep it."

"But I..."

The mere thought of her leaving Charlie and the Firth family in two days was so unbearably painful causing her eyes to turn red.

Nancy didn't want Charlie to see it. She turned her face to the window, "You do know that I'm not Vivian. I can't take this."

Charlie glanced at her and pushed the box away with his hand, "This's given to you by grandpa, not to Vivian. Just keep it." Nancy turned her head back. She still tried to return the box. But Charlie was displeased.

"Just keep it if I say so. Don't test my patience!"

Nancy's hand froze in air, then she drew it back.

Fine, she would wait till she left to give it back to him.

Along the way, Nancy remained silent, gazing out the window in the worst mood.

After returning home and washing up, Nancy lay down directly on the sofa. She didn't even earn her massage fee from Charlie tonight.

Charlie looked at Nancy who hid herself in the quilt for a long while. He said nothing, then lay down to sleep.

The next day was Monday, Nancy had classes and left early.

Charlie sat alone at the table having breakfast. Looking at the table of food, he lost appetite.

He always felt that Nancy had been ё acting strange since returning from the ad shoot, but he couldn't figure it out. He only knew that Nancy was unhappy.

That day at grandfather's, although she wore a smile, it appeared forced What happened?

Inside the executive office of the headquarters of the Glory group, Charlie fell into contemplation after finishing his work.

He felt that there were only two reasons that could upset Nancy. One was money, while the second was her father.

But Nancy didn't even earn the

money she could have gotten for giving him a massage last night. It was clear it wasn't about money, so it must be about her father

Suddenly, the mobile phone on his office desk buzzed. Seeing the caller ID, Charlie answered it.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

No sooner had the call connected than a man's mocking laughter came from the other end, "Charlie Firth, you really do prioritize women over friends. Since you came back, we've only met once. I'm afraid you're too happy with your wife to remember me!"