Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

The news about him just now hit him like a bomb. He had no idea what just happened, or how it happened.

‘How did all of this news get out?’

Just how?

Was it Alicia???

How could she be so stupid to the extent of ruining, not only his career, but his whole life?

Simply because he didn’t fulfil his promise of letting her strut down the runway with top models at Shanghai Fashion Week.

But it wasn’t his fault. He just was unable to secure a spot for her. Shanghai Fashion Week was a national occasion. Only A-listers and B-lister models were able to perform.

Alicia wasn’t even a D-lister.

Different emotions kept flooding through Minister Lewis’ mind.

He ignored the man that was still ranting on the phone and slowly turned to take a look at his sleeping wife.

He prayed silently for the woman to be fast asleep.

But as fate would have it, the woman was wide awake. In fact, she was already in a sitting position, her legs were crossed, her arms folded, and her back was resting against the headboard.

The minister met his wife’s piercing gaze and he swallowed the big lump that had formed in his throat uneasily.

The couple stared directly into each other’s eyes for a while, like they were in a staring competition.

Minister Lee was the first to break eye contact. He was ashamed.

Just how much did she hear? Everything?

Then his wife finally opened her mouth and spoke. “Tell me it isn’t true.”

The man broke into cold sweats at once.

‘Which one?’

He tried his all to maintain an unfazed expression on his face.

“Huh?” He glanced at his wife’s face.

Seeing as Madam Lewis didn’t respond, he said, “Oh.”

“Er, I didn’t squander any money.”

Madam Lewis shot him a hard glare.

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“Ah-ahh, I’m not involved in dru-drug trafficking-I didn’t-”

The woman’s eyes turned bloodshot red and her gaze held murderous intent with it.

Minister quickly removed the phone that was still pressed on his ear and hung up the call.

He dropped his phone on the bed and pressed his sweaty palms together.

So his wife heard everything the reporter said.

He had no choice than to come out clean.

“Tha-that girl-it’s a lie. I have absolutely nothing to do with her. It’s a false allegation, my wife.” He demonstrated with his hands as he spoke from the bottom of his heart.

Madam Lewis’ murderous countenance didn’t change a bit.

“Come on, believe me. I’m your husband. Will you choose the words of a reporter over mine?”

“You know those people are always running their mouths, lying to the audience, for money.” He scampered over to his wife’s side.

“I swear on my life, it’s not true. I don’t have any children outside. I don’t even know the girl they’re talking about.” He quickly reassured the woman.

After a while, without saying anything, Madam Lewis simply moved her body and laid back on the bed. Then she flipped on her side.

What he said had better be the truth, or else…

Madam Lewis didn’t give a middle finger about her husband embezzling government funds or involving in drug trafficking.

She knew they were too rich for all the money they had to be from legal sources.

She knew her husband was involved in those atrocities for the benefit of their family.

But cheating on her to the extent of having a male child outside their home!

It had better be a lie.

For now, she wasn’t concerned about her husband losing his job and whatnots.

Right now, all she had on her mind was that model.

Again, it had better be a lie.

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Neither Minister Lewis nor his wife went back to sleep. They simply laid on the bed, unmoving. Their minds were both occupied with different thoughts running through them.

They remained wide awake till daybreak.

As soon as six struck in the morning, Minister Lee silently turned to look at his wife.

The woman had her back to him so he couldn’t see her face. But her breathing was deep, slow and steady which signaled that she was still asleep.

Careful not to make a sound, he silently sneaked out of bed and headed to the closet. Without taking a bath, he got dressed, and then sneaked out of their home.

No one was up yet as it was still very early.

He got in one of the cars and quietly drove out.

He had to go see that stupid bitch.

He was extremely furious right now and he needed to vent out his anger and the one person that caused the whole mess he was in.

After driving on the tarred half-empty roads for a while, Minister Lewis pulled up in front of an apartment.

He took a quick look around through the windscreen to be sure no one was watching him.

It wouldn’t take long before reporters started trailing him and his family, and also Alicia-or anyone associ with all of them.

He stepped out of the car and quickly walked up to the porch.

He punched in the passcode, took a glance around, and then barged into the apartment in annoyance.

“Alicia!” He yelled at the top of his voice.

He hadn’t taken up to ten steps when he found the lady he was looking for.

She was in the living room, sitting comfortably on the couch. But she wasn’t alone. Her manager was there too.

The expression on their faces made it seem like they were in the middle of a heated argument.

Upon hearing someone yell name, Alicia looked up towards the doorway.

When her eyes landed on her sugar daddy, her gaze froze.

Her heart skipped a bit as the man began to approach her hurriedly.

Minister Lewis closed up the space between them and smacked her hard across the face.

Clara, Alicia’s manager shrieked at this and she left her mouth open ajar in sheer horror.

She was well aware of the relationship between the two so she simply sat still and gulped hard.

“After everything I’ve done for you, this is how you repay me, bitch!”

“Huh?! You stupid bitch!!! Just because of some stupid runway show, you ruined my life!” Minister Lewis shook Alicia aggressively, spitting out venom from his mouth.

He never expected this from her.

This was betrayal of the highest order.