Contracted Beloved Wife/C12 Make Me Dissatisfied!
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C12 Make Me Dissatisfied!

Allen raised his eyes and looked at Patrick indifferently. He poked Emily, who was beside him, and asked, "Who is he to you?"

If he had heard it right, he remembered that Patrick had given his stupid wife a phone.

"Oh, he's my husband."

"Oh."

Allen was stunned for five seconds before he finally reacted. His eyes widened as he stared at her in disbelief. "You, you, you are married?"

Patrick, who was standing beside him, walked over and said lightly, "Yes, what do you think?"

Allen was speechless. He didn't know whether he was happy or angry.

Emily stomped on Patrick's crocodile leather shoes. "Go, go, go! I get annoyed every time I see you. Isn't it just a name? Didn't we agree on a secret marriage? Everyone in the crew knows about it now! I just hope they keep their mouths shut. Otherwise, I will be the headline of the next day! "

"I specially sent you a phone. Why are you still throwing a tantrum at me?"

Patrick almost felt that Emily was making a fuss out of nothing!

He did not know that Emily was afraid of ruining his reputation, but in Patrick's eyes, it was as if she had disturbed their loving relationship.

The man was a little annoyed. Now, he was the one who was being ignored!

He was crazy. He had given up a piece of land that he had already chosen and let the director get the seven million yuan in benefits. All for the sake of erasing the intimate scenes of Emily!

When Patrick came back to his senses, he was stunned. Since when did he spend so much time and money on a woman? And why did he get ridiculed by others?

After all, he had been so humiliated by Emily yesterday. It was time for him to find a woman to vent his anger on. His brain must have gone haywire when he was staring at her face every day.

Patrick straightened his face and said coldly, "I don't care what you have been doing with other men, but since you're now my wife, you have to maintain your image and reputation. Otherwise, the Rodriguez family will lose face!"

Emily rolled her eyes and said, "You're making me think that you're jealous."

Patrick snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

Emily held her chin and stared ahead in a daze.

After a while, she heard the director say that the script had been changed and that they would continue with the filming.

The entire day, the director only let everyone rest when it was dark. He even invited everyone to have dinner at a hotel, especially towards Emily.

Emily did not refuse. However, Allen seemed to be a little uninterested and tactfully declined.

The director chose a restaurant that looked quite grand. A group of people went in to eat and drink, and some of the leaders and new stars also came. After the dinner, Emily forced herself to drink a round of wine.

"Come, Emily, have another drink with me!"

The investor was sitting next to Emily, holding a big glass of wine in his hand. His eyes were fixed on Emily's delicate face.

Emily frowned slightly. She had initially thought that it was just a dinner for the crew members. She did not expect that a few of the higher-ups would be present, and they happened to be here to join in the fun. This investor was the biggest among the crew. Even if the boss of her company were here, he would still have to be polite to him.

Emily was embarrassed to say, "I really can't drink anymore! How about this, I'll give you some face. Half a cup, half a cup! I'll go to the washroom to vomit after drinking!"

"Sure, half a glass of wine! I'll let you go after drinking!" The investor personally poured a glass of wine. His eyes never left Emily's body.

The director was watching from the side and wanted to advise Emily. After all, Mr. Rodriguez had a close relationship with Emily. However, he did not want to cause any trouble since there were so many people present. He could not afford to offend the investor, so he did not say anything.

Emily drank half a glass of wine. Her throat was burning. She nodded apologetically and took her bag to the washroom.

After washing her face, Emily looked at her haggard face in the mirror and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

So what if she was a popular actress? She was still being drugged.

If she had the power and influence, these old men would not dare to look at her with their perverted eyes.

Emily clenched her fists tightly and felt a burst of fatigue.

Today, she had gone to the swimming pool and drank alcohol. She felt as if her feet were stepping on cotton, and her face was burning. Thinking about the effects of the alcohol, Emily did not take it seriously.

As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she saw the investor waiting for her at the door.

Emily's heart skipped a beat. She felt that something was wrong.

"Emi, you drank so much, you can't walk anymore. Do you want me to send you back?" The investor approached her with a malicious intent.

"Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need. My husband will come and pick me up."

"Look, you really drank too much. Where did you get a husband? There are so many rumors about you, but I like the type of woman like you..."

Seeing that the investor was getting more and more explicit, Emily was a little annoyed. However, her body felt a wave of heat, and she secretly cursed in her heart.

Could it be that she had drunk too much just now?

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