Chapter 125 - Husband Is Real, Not Fake

The ringtone came from Scarlett's phone on the ground.

"It seems to be my phone." Scarlett stopped taking advantage of Mike and asked doubtfully.

"Ignore it!" Mike said.

Mike was dissatisfied with Scarlett's distraction. Mike held Scarlett and wanted to keep doing what they were doing just now. However, Scarlett pushed Mike away.

"Go away. What if it's my mom?" Scarlett said.

Even if Scarlett was drunk, she still remembered her very important mother.

Mike glared at Scarlett. Scarlett was looking for her cell phone from the scattered clothes on the ground.

Suddenly, Scarlett fell to the ground because she was too drunk.

Mike saw this and was gloating over Scarlett's fall.

Scarlett saw her phone was right in front of her face, and she picked it up. Because Scarlett's vision blurred, she was barely able to see the caller ID.

The call wasn't from the nursing home but Miffy.

Scarlett, who had drunk too much, tried to recall from her memory. After a few minutes, Scarlett slowly realized that Miffy was her good friend.

"Hey, Scarlett, can you come out now?"

Miffy sounded anxious.

Scarlett sat on the floor with her hair disheveled. She looked confused now.

"What am I going out for? I don't want to go out. I have to take down a very handsome man!"

As Scarlett spoke, she pointed at Mike as if her hand was a gun.

Mike swallowed and tried to hold back his desire to hold Scarlett in his arms right now. At this moment, Mike made two very important decisions in his mind.

First, allow Scarlett to drink alcohol occasionally. Mike thought Scarlett looked different when she was drunk. Mike would love to see Scarlett's drunk look only if there was no third person present.

Second, wait for Scarlett to finish the call.

"I'm in the police station now. Can you come and help me? Damn it. I got caught because of a fight with someone..." Miffy said.

Scarlett suddenly sobered up when she heard Miffy's words.

Scarlett stood up and was about to walk out. But Mike jumped off the bed and grabbed Scarlett's hand, and he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Miffy has been caught. I have to help her."

Mike looked at the clothes on Scarlett and sighed.

Mike thought, "Help Miffy in this dress! Are you going to help Miffy or attract bad people on the street?"

Mike took Scarlett's phone and said to Miffy, "This is Mike."

Miffy was still waiting for Scarlett to reply. When Miffy suddenly heard a man's voice, she was surprised.

Mike kept saying, "Scarlett is drunk and can't go out. Tell me what you've done. And I will decide what kind of lawyer I should find for you."

Mike thought he couldn't ignore it when Scarlett's friend was in trouble.

Moreover, Miffy was very important in Scarlett's heart.

"Oh! I don't need a lawyer. I beat a ruffian who stole an old lady's bag. Damn it! He threw away the stolen bag and slandered that I beat him on purpose. The bad news is that I can't find the old lady now."

Miffy didn't expect Mike would pay attention to such a small matter.

Mike noticed that Scarlett opened his cabinet, took out a suit, and put it on.

Scarlett's movement was in a mess. The corner of Mike's mouth twitched when he saw Scarlett's silly look.

Scarlett asked Miffy, "Which police station are you in now? I'll send someone over."

The other side of the line gave an address to Mike. After Mike noted the address down, he called Jett, who had just left his house not long ago.

Mike said, "Get your men to go to this police station to bring someone out."

Mike could also handle this matter with his own people. However, that piece of land was Jett's territory, and Jett was more familiar with people in that area.

"Who is it?" Jett asked.

"Scarlett's friend, Miffy. Something happened in your place. Find someone to settle it."

"Oh! That little woman with an apple face."

Jett hung up the phone, took out his phone book, and found the number of the local bully. But Jett didn't press the dial button.

"Stop the car," Jett said.

The driver was Jett's man. Ben was also in this car.

"What's wrong?" Ben asked.

"I have something to do. Bob, send Ben to the hotel. Ben, I have to go to pick up a woman," Jett said.

"Who?"

"A friend of Mike's woman. The woman with an apple face and a strong personality."

Ben remembered the woman who bought a toy for his dog in the past.

"I will go with you," Ben said.

"Okay. Bob, drive to the police station in the western district."

Originally, this was something that could be settled by anyone. But Jett went to deal with it. To Jett's surprise, Ben also went with him to deal with this small matter.

Jett felt that he might have drunk too much today. Jett thought Ben and himself might want to have fun.

However, Jett wanted to go alone. In this case, that cute woman would not stare at Ben.

Hanging up the phone, Mike was speechless.

Scarlett lay on the ground with her legs squeezed in a pair of trousers like a mermaid.

Scarlett looked a little dumb now.

Mike helped Scarlett up. He looked at Scarlett, speechless.

Mike wondered, "How did she stuff herself in?"

Scarlett looked funny now. Scarlett wore Mike's suit, and her legs were still squeezed in one trouser leg. Scarlett was sitting on the bed, frowned with her mouth pouted.

"What is wrong with the trousers? I can't even walk!"

Since Scarlett's legs were squeezed together, it would be weird if she could walk in this way.

Mike couldn't figure out how Scarlett made this.

A few moments later, Mike finally lost his patience, and he started tearing the trousers to set Scarlett's legs free.

"I have to save Miffy!" Scarlett hadn't forgotten about her friend even though she was drunk.

"I have sent someone to save her."

Mike calmed down a little by Scarlett's silly behavior. But when Mike saw Scarlett's silly look, his eyes darkened again.

Mike pressed Scarlett to lie back, and he planned to continue with the unfinished business.

"I want to see Miffy." Scarlett was as stubborn as when she was awake.

"She will be fine. Look at me, and tell me. Who am I?" Mike held Scarlett's face and let Scarlett look at him.

"You are Mike."

Even if Miffy was Scarlett's best friend, Scarlett still took a few seconds to remember who Miffy was. But when Scarlett looked at Mike's handsome face, she could recognize Mike in a second.

When Mike heard Scarlett call his name, he bent his head and kissed Scarlett with satisfaction. Mike thought, "Not bad. Although she is not clever, she still remembers who I am.

Such a good girl is worth the reward."

"Mike is my husband," Scarlett murmured.

Mike couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth. Mike was about to touch Scarlett's hair and say something good to her.

But the next second, Mike heard Scarlett's murmur, "Mike is not my real husband. He is a fake."

Mike's smile froze on his face. He frowned and said, "I am your real husband, not a fake."

Mike thought if he was not Scarlett's husband, he wouldn't give up his meal in order to help Scarlett deal with her friend's matter.

"No! You are not! You're my ex-husband!"

Scarlett stared at Mike with a glazed look in her eyes. Suddenly, Scarlett hugged Mike.

"If it was real, how good would that be? Because I am already..."

Scarlett's tone became soft as she spoke.