I Was His Substitute Bride Chapter 13

I Was His Substitute Bride Chapter 13

My expression didn’t change.

This was always Spencer. Sweetly telling me he loved me, then cheerfully running off to find Blair.

No matter how many times I confronted him, he’d just smile and say I was being jealous. Told me to be more generous.

Since he never believed me, this time, I was going to make him understand completely. I was never joking.

The judge frowned and called Spencer to order. One warning.

Cole immediately restrained him. Shook his head at him.

But the look Cole shot me was strangely heated.

Looking at the overwhelming evidence, even Sabrina in the gallery was gloating, staring at me with her eyes full of mockery.

My statement concluded. It was Cole’s turn to present a defense.

Strangely, for the first time ever, he hesitated in court, looking at the speech he’d written, clearly reluctant.

No one knew. Inside him, a deep malice was sprouting, a first.

The urge to deliberately lose. To push the judge toward granting the divorce. To betray his own professional ethics.

Was it sympathy for Victoria’s misfortune? Or something else—

Spencer yanked him hard. Pulled him back to reality.

Cole was yanked back to the real world.

Spencer’s lips were pressed into a thin line. His handsome brow furrowed. He waved a hand in front of Cole’s face, throwing him a confused look.

On his wrist, the million-dollar Patek Philippe flashed in front of Cole’s eyes. A jolt to his heart.

This was the Prescotts’ pampered, only son.

If he lost this case, his career would be ruined.

What the hell was he just thinking?

Cole’s back was instantly drenched in a cold sweat. He turned his eyes to his prepared speech and began to read.