You Are My Mr Right

Xander noticed the faint blush on Verda’s cheeks and decided to tease her, leaning closer to her ear, “It’s okay, I promised to help you, so I’ll cover for you this time. But can you deceive them forever? This isn’t a long-term solution.”

“I know,” Verda didn’t dare look at Xander’s face.

Her gaze wandered, unsure of what to focus on.

She had thought about this question on her way to find Xander.

Let Xander pretend for a while to appease her parents, then when he returned to Country F, she could tell her parents that she and Xander were in a long-distance relationship. This way, she could buy some time with her parents.

During this time, she would also try to find a suitable partner.

If she found someone suitable, she could tell her parents that she had broken up with Xander and found a new boyfriend.

At least during this time, her parents would be focused on her finding a boyfriend.

“Don’t worry, I’ll stick by you.”

“I didn’t say that,” Xander said, too close for comfort. He could even smell the pleasant fragrance on Verda’s body. He casually glanced down, his gaze landing on her slender neck, and his eyes inadvertently froze.

Greedy staring.

“Mom and Dad, are you outside?” Verda called out loudly.

The couple outside the door didn’t dare respond, sneaking downstairs.

The shadows under the door vanished.

Verda knew they had left.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around and saw Xander looking at her. Their eyes met, locked for a few seconds, then they both coincidentally looked away.

Verda quickly stood up.

Xander quickly explained, “I was afraid your parents would find out I’m just pretending to be your boyfriend…”

“I know,” Verda smiled, “It’s just a show, I know.”

Xander looked at her and asked, “Should I stay for dinner?”

Verda said, “My parents are so hospitable, I can’t refuse.”

Xander agreed, “Your parents seem to really like me.”

Verda, “…”

Verda looked elsewhere, “They want me to get married quickly. They like any man who shows interest in me.”

Xander, “…”

Was she telling him that he wasn’t that special?

Her parents just wanted her to get married soon, not that they liked him?

Xander shook his head, “I don’t think so.”

He could feel that Verda’s parents really liked him.

“Don’t be too nice, don’t let them like you too much,” Verda said.

If her parents really liked him, when she and Xander ‘broke up’ later, could her parents handle it?

Better not let them like him too much.

“Destroy my image?” Xander thought mischievously. He wanted Verda’s parents to like him. When they found out it was all fake, would they scold her?

The image of Verda getting scolded flashed through his mind.

He couldn’t help but laugh.

Seeing him laugh for no reason, Verda asked, “What’s so funny? Have you lost your mind?”

Xander rolled his eyes, “You’re the one who’s lost your mind.”

Xander stood up, “Won’t you give me a tour?”

Verda stared at him, “You’re just a fake, even thinking of touring my home?”

Xander shook his head, “You’re touring your home, just showing me your bedroom.”

Verda bit her lip and said sternly, “Shameless.”

“Your parents asked me to visit. Otherwise, I’ll have your parents show me around?” Xander pretended to go downstairs.

Verda ran to the door, closed it, and locked it. “Xander, don’t push it.”

“I’m helping you unconditionally. If you don’t thank me and are rude to me, aren’t you afraid I’ll change my mind?” Xander said.

“You… how can you threaten a woman like this? What’s your skill?” she said, blushing.

Xander looked her up and down.

She was tall, slender, fair-skinned, a rich girl, not good at anything except beauty treatments. She naturally had good skin.

She didn’t speak, didn’t act stubborn, and she looked quite pretty.

Just too temperamental.

Xander’s gaze slowly moved to her legs.

Silky white, straight, wearing fluffy slippers.

Her toes showed off delicate nail art.

Shiny.

Her fair skin looked even whiter.

Honestly, not bad.

Xander averted his gaze, smiling at her, “Are you even a woman?”

“If I’m not a woman, am I a man?” Verda was irritated by his words. She was a genuine beauty.

“Really?” Xander smirked. “If you say you’re a woman, how can you prove it?”

Verda pushed her chest out.

Xander glanced, sneering, “Could it be fake?”

“I’m all natural, no plastic surgery, not even a little, just skincare and treatments. I’m still young, no need for wrinkles. I’m naturally beautiful,” she said proudly.

Xander teased, “I’ve never seen it, can’t judge.”

Verda blushed.

Then she raged, “Xander, do you believe I’ll take you down?”

Maybe she raised her voice too loud in anger, which alerted her parents downstairs.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The couple heard the commotion and ran upstairs together.

Bang, bang…

Otis knocked on the door, “Verda, what are you doing? You can’t be willful in front of Xander. Control your spoiled princess temper. If you go too far, your mother and I will have to discipline you.”

Verda covered her mouth.

She had been so angry that she forgot she was acting with Xander.

The door handle rattled.

Otis wanted to come in.

But the door was locked.

“Verda, open the door,” Hannah said.

Verda said, “Mom, Dad, Xander and I are fine. Don’t worry.”

Xander smiled, imitating Hannah’s tone, “Verda bullied me.”

Bang, bang…

The knocking on the door became more urgent.

Verda’s face turned dark.

She gritted her teeth, waiting for Xander, “Are you even a man?”

Xander nodded vigorously, “I’m a real man. Do you want me to prove it to you?”

Verda, “…”

On the matter of shamelessness, women could never win against men.

Verda felt a pain in her chest.

Bang, bang…

The knocking on the door grew more frantic.

Xander said, “If you don’t open the door soon, your parents will break it down.”

Verda had no choice but to open the door.

The door opened, and Father and Hannah rushed in.

“Verda.”

Hannah took her daughter’s hand, “Why are you so childish?”

Verda, “…”

Could she say she had been the one who suffered?

Otis also scolded Verda, “I’ve spoiled you too much.”

Xander added, “Yeah, she’s cute and bullies me all the time.”