Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

"Well, I've ordered all the specialty dishes here. I believe you'll like them." Jackson said gently, his deep eyes full of love.

Emily lowered her head shyly. It was so humiliating. She swore that she would go back and learn English hard.

"But I'm curious. You grew up in America. Why don't you know these things?" Jackson asked suspiciously.

"Oh, I'm too embarrassed to continue this topic. In fact, I really hate English. Every time I have this class, I'm not interested in it. When I was abroad, I had a translator beside me, so I can't speak English." Emily thought she was too smart to say such an excuse.

"Girl, you are so special."

After hearing this, Jackson showed a faint smile. His eyes lit up.

"Ha ha, I'm just lazy and spoiled. I'm used to it." Emily tried her best to belittle herself.

Emily's phone rang again, and this time it was from the evil Royal Highness, James.

Emily ate impatiently and didn't want to answer it.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" The knives and forks in Jackson's hands were still cutting in the plate, making a crisp sound. He was cutting the steak for Emily in person.

"I don't want to answer it."

The phone rang again and again.

Emily finally couldn't stand it anymore and picked it up angrily.

"What do you want?"

"Where are you?"

"Having dinner outside." Emily said concisely. Only when she treated the same vicious James as her would she expose her bad temper.

"With whom?"

"Why should I tell you?" Emily said impatiently.

"My fiancee is dating another man. How dare you!" When James was talking on the phone with headphones, a photo of her and Jackson eating steak intimately appeared on the screen. "Well, how do you know?" Emily stunned and looked around.

"The day has eyes, the night has ears." A cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, I'm just having a meal with someone else. It's none of your business. Besides, even if I'm your fiancee nominally, I don't like you and you don't like me either. Why should we be entangled with each other? It was all because of you that we got engaged successfully. So we'd better not care about each other now. As long as we are free and happy..."

Emily whispered in a low voice to James while Jackson kept the quarrel in his heart.

It turned out that she didn't like James at all. Things were getting better and better.

"Since you are engaged to me, you should behave like my fiancee. But you disgraced our royal family. It seems that I have to teach you a lesson." Enduring his anger, James hung up the phone. At the same time, Murphy had quickly prepared a car and rushed to her.

'Damn it! How dare she leave me alone to date with that brat? I must teach her a good lesson. I've taken care of her for a whole day, and I've been worried about her for so long. I was even afraid she would catch a cold.'

"Who was it?" Jackson asked as usual. In fact, he had already known it.

"Oh, it was James. He's so annoying. Leave him alone. Let's continue eating." Even if the sky fell, she still wanted to eat. The food was so delicious.

Jackson quietly put the well-cut steak on her plate for her to enjoy, but his mood became more and more agitated and complicated. What should come always came, and he would never regret what he had chosen.

As the night fell, the lights were turned on. Emily was so full. She touched her belly and looked out. She could see the beautiful night scene of the city through the window.

All of a sudden, all the people in the restaurant began to retreat at full speed. No one knew whether they had finished their meals or not, as if they had been cursed by something and quietly left. There were only the two of them left in the large fancy western restaurant.

After a while, two aggressive figures came out of the corner.

James walked in the front with his red eyes as sharp as swords, and his whole body was stained with fire. His black windbreaker was open, and the dark purple shirt inside was enchanting and sexy. His slightly upturned hair swayed in an arrogant manner. He walked steadily and quickly, followed by Murphy.

Murphy pulled out a chair and moved it to the side of Emily. Then, James sat down domineeringly without saying a word.

"How did you find this place?" Emily asked curiously. Did this guy send someone to follow her?

"I have many ways to find you. I'll settle accounts with you later." James whispered in her ear. From the perspective of Jackson, it seemed that the two were whispering intimately.

"Mr. Jackson, happy birthday! I forgot to buy a birthday gift." Then James turned around and began to talk with Jackson. His tone was cold and unfriendly.

With a slight smile, Jackson said, "It doesn't matter. A happy birthday from Prince James is more than any gift. It's so rare that you still remember my birthday." Said Jackson coldly.

"Don't forget that we used to be best friends. I remember that. But Mr. Jackson wants to invite my fiancee to celebrate your birthday, why don't you invite me with her? I'm free these days." Unwilling to admit defeat, James held on and tried to suppress his momentum.

Not to be outdone, Jackson continued, "I'm just worried that you're too busy to have time, or that you look down upon us, and disdain to celebrate for me. Unlike Shirl, smart, beautiful and kind-hearted, she will never refuse my invitation."

As soon as Jackson said this with an ambiguous look in his eyes, Emily was pushed into the fire. She always refused people. Besides, she was not as good as he said.

After hearing this, James' heart sank. Then he quickly fought back with all his strength. "I'll tell you the truth. She is my fiancee. Mr. Jackson, please respect her and don't disturb her again."

"We must respect Shirl's choice, right?" Jackson stood up and didn't give in.

Looking at the two boys quarreling with each other in such an elegant way, Emily shook her little head and was about to explode.

"Well, stop arguing. Jack, do you have a birthday party at home? How about I come to your house to celebrate tonight? You can call some of your classmates and I will personally send you a gift. I'll take this guy back first. Bye. "After saying that, Emily pulled James away.

That was why the war between the two was stopped. If she didn't show up to stop them, the two might fight.

They walked out of the restaurant. In James' car, James sat quietly, still angry.

Emily sat on the back seat and said nothing.

"Don't you want to explain anything to me?"

"You should have seen it. I just had a meal with Jack. Why are you so mean?" Emily also lost her temper.

Sitting in the front, Murphy was in a bad mood. He was suffering from the low pressure in the car.

"Am I mean? Say it again. I have tolerated you for many times. But Shirley, why are you so shameless? " James was so angry that he punched the window heavily. Fortunately, the window glass was bullet proof. It didn't break.

"It's none of your business. You don't like me anyway. You can go to find your little princess, or even more ladies, or those girls who follow you every day. Why do you bother me?" Emily felt that she had no personal freedom and emotional freedom to be a substitute.

She couldn't continue to be the substitute anymore. She must end her substitute career as soon as possible.

"Do you want to know why? You idiot." James' heart was beating fast. He suppressed his anger and calmly looked at her delicate face.

"Why? Are you a dog that likes to take mice?"

"Because, I... I like you." With all his strength, James blurted out.

It was not a shameful thing to confess love to others, but it took a lot of courage to let him say that he liked her from his arrogant and lonely mouth.

And he couldn't admit that he fell in love with her first, because whoever fell in love first would lose. Hadn't he suffered enough for her these days?

His bad temper was all because of her. His happiness, sadness and angriness were all because of her.

"What?" This sudden confession of love frightened Emily, with her mouth wide open, and there was no response for a long time.

Was she sure that she didn't hear it wrong? How could this evil Prince James like her? Didn't he hate her the most? Didn't he want to bully her to death?

It was not true. She didn't believe it. He must be kidding her.

"Ha ha, stop kidding, okay? It's getting late, Prince James. Let's go home. " Emily patted him on the cheek and said foolishly.

"Who told you I was kidding? I'm telling the truth. Today I'll officially declare to you that I like you and you must like me. You can't ingratiate yourself with other boys anymore. You belong to me, James."

After the domineering announcement, he pulled Emily into his arms and held her tightly, making her unable to move.

"Hey, who is yours? I am mine. You are such a domineering man. Who says that if you like me, I have to like you back? It's ridiculous. I won't like you." Emily struggled in his arms.

She wouldn't like a moody man like him. He always quarreled with her. If she stayed with a person like him, she might be pissed off one day.

"How dare you?" With flames in his eyes, James stared at her fiercely.

"It's none of my business whether you like me or not. I don't like you."☐☐☐☐☐