Chapter 1 My Husband Is Old and Ugly

At the Late-night bar...

Kiki Gregg, who was reeking of alcohol, took out a small mirror and gazed at her terrifyingly made-up face, which made her look like a female ghost. On her way over here, everyone, male and female alike, had hurriedly moved out of her way after noticing her looks. However, this was the kind of effect that she was after.

Kiki's eyes glinted slightly as she looked at the door of the private room. "I'll succeed by hook or by crook today!" she thought.

She reached out her hand and patted her face before barging into the room as if she was completely drunk.

Morgan Smith, who was seated on the sofa, raised his head in displeasure upon hearing the sound of the door opening. However, before he could even speak, a look of utter surprise flashed across his eyes.

Kiki had also noticed Morgan, the fiancé whom she had never met, with a single glance. He was extraordinarily handsome, and he behaved elegantly and with nobility. Any sort of praise would have been fitting for him.

They had never met before, but Kiki could recognize Morgan, even though she believed that he would most probably be unable to tell who she was. Her motive today was to make him feel completely disgusted with her!

"Yo..." Kiki whistled like a hoodlum as she staggered toward Morgan and sat down beside him. In the blink of an eye, she had already reached a finger out to lift his chin gently.

"Not bad at all... Brother King really treats me well. He chose such high-quality goods for me," Kiki said, as she leaned toward him frivolously. "You look really unfamiliar to me, handsome."

Morgan's face immediately turned dark. "She actually dares to look for a gigolo...?" he thought.

"Ooh... The cold type, eh? My favorite!" Kiki said. She curled her lips half-jokingly and sized him up critically. "Tsk, tsk... You're awfully handsome, aren't you? I think you could even match Morgan Smith in the looks department. Right, do you know who he is? He's the most influential young man in the capital, and the very same person who has somehow managed to top the country's 'Most Eligible Bachelor' list without once revealing his true self. Let me tell you a secret... He's my fiancé!"

The corners of Morgan's mouth twitched a little as he thought, "Awfully handsome? Was her language tutor also her school's physical education teacher?"

"So, back to us. If you make me happy tonight, I'll guarantee that you'll be able to live well in the future!" Kiki proclaimed as she patted his handsome face in an extremely roguish fashion.

"Aren't you afraid that he will find out?" Morgan asked faintly.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Kiki replied disdainfully. "I believe that his so-called handsome and rich persona was created by his people! Why wouldn't he have shown himself to the public after all these years then? Who knows, he may actually be old, ugly, and full of defects. Otherwise, why is he so bent on marrying me when he hasn't even met me?"

"..." A hint of darkness flashed across the bottom of Morgan's eyes. "Old and ugly? Defects? Is she really talking about me?"

"Also, I think that there must be something wrong with his brain!" Kiki proclaimed while pointing at her own head. "Let me tell you a secret; he's going to my home tomorrow, and my parents are planning to use my younger cousin as a doppelganger to get her to know him, so that she can marry him in my place! Tell me, would my parents have come up with such a stupid idea if it hadn't for the fact that he's so dumb?"

"Are you planning to go along with their plan?" Morgan asked, the tip of his eyebrows arching slightly.

"How could that be possible? I have eyes on Morgan Smith's riches, all right? I'll only be able to keep such good-looking sugar babies like yourself if I marry him, okay?" Kiki laughed devilishly, trying hard to make herself seem as frivolous as possible.

Suddenly, a deathly silence pervaded the air of the room.

"What if... I turned out to be that fiancé you were just talking about?" Morgan spoke up finally, looking at her with a deep, soulful gaze.

Kiki nearly spewed out a mouthful of blood while thinking, "Shouldn't he instead be focusing on the fact that my family is planning to trick him?"

"You'd better pray that you aren't." Kiki hissed as she reached her hand out to pinch Morgan on the face a couple of times. "I will never give up my freedom for any man, not when there are so many options out there for me. It wouldn't look great if a handsome young man like yourself ended up as a cuckold, right?"