Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
Chapter 395 - 395: 152: Lost a Horse, Major Slap in the Face Scene (Second Update)_2Chapter 395: 152: Lost a Horse, Major Slap in the Face Scene (Second Update)_2
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Viola took a deep breath, “Are you sure we’ve been unable to conceive due to contraception?”
Viola Thompson nodded slightly.
Continuing, Claire asked, “But we don’t have any contraceptives at home, so how are we supposed to prevent pregnancy?”
When it comes to male contraception, a condom is needed!
She wasn’t dead, how could she not tell the difference between having and not having birth control use?
Viola Thompson went on, “There are many ways for men to use contraception, it doesn’t have to be a condom.”
Having said that, she paused, “Of course, I’m assuming that you haven’t used contraception. Some outcomes may be hard to accept, but you have to learn to accept them. I suggest you keep an eye on your husband. There could be unexpected results.”
It wasn’t uncommon for problems to arise in relationships where the woman is strong and the man is weak.
Especially since Claire was a billionaire heiress.
Claire could not help but laugh bitterly, “Miss Thompson, I don’t know why you keep trying to stir up trouble between my husband and me! But I’m not the kind of person who can be so easily swayed. The door is right there, please leave our house immediately!”
Turning to Cynthia Wilkins, she sighed, “Cynthia, I’m sorry, but I can’t take this any longer because of our friendship! Please take her with you.”
The young girl seemed to have no real skills, but her talent for sowing discord was impressive.
Claire had a hunch that if she allowed Viola Thompson to continue causing trouble, even if there were no problems between her and her husband, they might still arise.
At her words, Cynthia Wilkins felt awkward.
She had only introduced Viola Thompson to Claire due to Claire’s eagerness to have a child.
She never expected things to turn out like this.
Looking at Viola Thompson with an apologetic expression, Cynthia addressed her, “Viola.”
Viola didn’t take it to heart, “Let’s go, Aunt Sherman.”
Cynthia Wilkins followed Viola Thompson’s footsteps.
After leaving the Phils family, Cynthia wore a remorseful expression, “Viola, I’m sorry for making you suffer. I didn’t think things would turn out this way.”
As the young miss of the Thompson Family, going to Claire’s house to diagnose her condition was already a bit humiliating.
And yet, she still had to endure such treatment from Claire.
“It’s alright, Aunt Sherman. I don’t blame you,” Viola Thompson said lightly.
Throughout her medical career, she had encountered various obstacles and difficulties.
From a certain perspective, Claire was also a pitiful person.
Continuing, Cynthia Wilkins said, “Claire and her husband truly love each other. Could it be possible that you made a mistake?”
“No,” Viola Thompson shook her head slightly.
Cynthia Wilkins frowned a little, “Could it be that it really was Benjamin Martin who did this?”
Benjamin Martin was known for his smooth-talking ways.
This situation was not impossible.
Viola Thompson didn’t continue the conversation.
After all, this was someone else’s family matter.
All she had to do was fulfill her responsibilities and remain true to her conscience.
Back at home, after.
Cynthia Wilkins called Claire.
“Claire, I thought a lot about it on the way home. I think what Viola said might not be completely baseless. Why don’t you just be more careful? After all, you never truly know a person.”
As a longtime friend of Claire’s, Cynthia couldn’t bear to see her friend being deceived.
Claire frowned slightly, “Cynthia, I know you never had much faith in my relationship with Benjamin. Do you remember when I first introduced him to you? You told him we came from different worlds, humiliating him. But I never thought that after all these years, you still don’t have faith in us! You even let a young girl comment on our married life! Cynthia, do you really want to see us go down the path of divorce?”
Cynthia Wilkins was dumbfounded. She had nothing but good intentions, but she never expected to be so misunderstood by Claire.
“Claire, you really misunderstood me! I just? ”
“Cynthia, I have things to deal with, I’m hanging up now.”
After she hung up the call, Benjamin Martin hugged Claire with a smile, “Was it Cynthia who called?”
“Yes,” Claire nodded.
Benjamin Martin had learned about the whole ordeal and was surprised that Viola Thompson, who looked young, was so skilled that she even figured out he was taking birth control pills.
Luckily.
Claire is a bit foolish.
Benjamin Martin then continued: “Claire, Cynthia is your good friend of many years. You have known her longer than you have known me. So I don’t want any rift to arise between you two because of me. Clear-minded people have nothing to fear, so I don’t care about their speculation. You shouldn’t mind either, okay? And indeed, Cynthia is worried about you and afraid that I will deceive you!”
When he finished speaking, he affectionately kissed Claire.
If unaware passersby saw them, they would think he was deeply in love with her.
With a happy smile, Claire asked, “Didn’t you deceive me, though?”
It never occurred to her that even at this point, Benjamin Martin was still defending Cynthia Wilkins, who, in turn, was suspicious of him.
Cynthia really had a dubious mind.
Benjamin Martin was slightly taken aback.
Did Claire discover something?
Then Claire continued, “You’ve deceived me completely.”
Benjamin Martin silently scoffed at her foolishness in his heart, hugging Claire tighter, “That means I’m an excellent deceiver to have fooled such a beautiful woman like you.”
That statement was half true and half false.
On the other side.
KV research lab.
Edward Bankston held a small welcome party with all members.
After all, their guest was Master J!
Everyone was excited.
Xavier brought in a wheelchair, “Mr. Bankston, where should I put this?”
Seeing the wheelchair, Edward’s face went pale, “Why did you take this out?”
“In case Master J gets tired of standing, we can have him rest in the wheelchair.”
Not only did their lab members prepare a wheelchair, but they also prepared some wellness products for the elderly.
They planned to give them to Master J as gifts.
Seeing Xavier, Edward thought of his previous actions and laughed, “Don’t worry, Master J might be younger than you!”
Xavier also laughed, “Mr. Bankston, stop joking.”
How could Master J be younger than him! Sylvia Thompson kept her composure as the conversation indicated that Master J wasn’t as old as they had imagined.
Perhaps he was still a young talent.
An outstanding woman must not only succeed in her career but also attract high-end suitors.
As the only female member of the lab, it was difficult for her to go unnoticed.
Especially when she was so beautiful.
With this thought, Sylvia’s lips curved slightly, and she straightened her posture.
She wanted the Thompson Family to know that she could select any outstanding person from various fields at will.
In comparison, Viola, who was merely a pretty face, had an easily foreseeable life.
The two of them couldn’t compare.
Just as Edward was about to explain something, he suddenly saw a figure approaching, “He’s here! Master J is here!”
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked up.
The newcomer was dressed in simple white clothes and black pants, with hair drawn lightly in the breeze, forming a perfect arc in the air, creating a disheveled beauty. Although wearing a mask, their pair of peach blossom eyes were bright and clear.
It was spring in Capital City, with flowers blooming vigorously.
The path to the lab was adorned with splendid flowers, but as she walked on it, the vibrant blossoms seemed to lose their color, making the flowers mere decorations for her.
It made people think of a phrase.
A beauty outshining the flowers.
Edward went to greet her, “Master J!”
Looking up at the person next to Edward, Sylvia was dumbstruck. Her big eyes were filled with disbelief.
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