Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 218: Marriage Conditions

Matthew frowned at the printed list in his hand, he raised his gaze to the expectant look on Mallory’s face, and let out a deep sigh. "You can’t be serious." He said in disbelief, going over the list one more time.

She straightened her shoulders and rested her chin on her palm, "I am very serious, if we want to work together, we need to have some boundaries laid out between us. We also need to be frank with each other, so I propose we set our bottom line, so the other person doesn’t cross it."

Unconvinced, Matthew responded, "That’s all good and fine, but these rules are absurd." He glanced at the list, "First rule, I must report my whereabouts to you ever four hours?" He hissed, "Don’t you think that’s asking too much?"

"On the contrary that’s asking too little. It’s not like I’m restricting you from going out or anything, just let me know where you are at intervals. Naturally, I’ll do the same." She explained.

"What a hassle." Matthew scoffed. He returned his gaze to the next rule and couldn’t help but roll his eyes. "What’s this? Second rule, for the duration of our marriage, I am not allowed to visit any clubs or attend any parties without you?!" He slammed his fist on the table, his eyes narrowed into a glare.

Calmly she told him, "As my legal husband, it would damage both our reputations if you were caught in a scandalous situation. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to face another embarrassment."

Disinterested, he replied, "That bitch was some woman I had hooked up with a long while back, it’s not within my control what she does or doesn’t do."

Mallory folded her arms and shook her head, "I’m not changing my mind, and besides it’s not like I said you couldn’t go, you just have to take me along, that way I can keep an eye on your behavior, and dispel any rumours."

Under his breath he let out a low grumble, "You’re basically saying I need a babysitter when I go out. How tasteless." shifting his gaze back to the list he hissed at the third item on it.

"And, as for this no sex rule, that’s absurd. I’m not going to be celibate for fuck knows how long, I don’t agree to it!" he spat out, taking a stand on the situation.

A sigh escaped Mallory’s lips she had expected him to lash out at that rule, "Is it that hard for you to keep it in your pants? You’re helping yourself too, I heard your father scolded you so harshly about that woman. Not to mention you gave the rival side some leeway to use against you too." she inhaled sharply before continuing her explanation.

"Your grandfather’s impression is the most important in securing your family’s inheritance. Don’t you want to-" in the middle of her speech, Matthew strictly cut her off.

Bluntly, he told her, "I am not going celibate. I gave in to the other ridiculous conditions, but not that."

"Not that? So as a married man, you’re fine with sleeping outside? Don’t you care about my dignity at all?" Mallory immediately corrected herself, "Of course you don’t." She chuckled, it was plain as day that Matthew was a selfish person.

In plainer words she told him, "If you cheat and get caught, you’re the one whose going to suffer for it. Though this marriage is one of convience, it doesn’t mean we should act without showing any restraint. Compromises must be made-"

"Fine then." he got up from his seat and reached over the table at Mallory.

"W-What are you-"

He pinched her chin, "If you’re so keen on compromising, then for the entirety of our marriage you’ll be the one to fuck me."

Ginny, the screen choreographer, the director, Dylan and Brooke stepped away from the filming location to a private room to speak more. Lucas was called up, but he didn’t answer, hence the discussion had to be held without him.

"Now that we’re alone, care to explained what she means by you’re using a false leg?" the director demanded.

Realizing that she had been caught out, she stood up, facing them and lifted her skirt up. "You’re right, I’m using a false leg for this role." She explained, but the people around were still stunned.

Her leg looked fine.

Brooke realizing that they might not understand took a seat, keeping their attention on her, she reached for the back of her knee and scanned her thumb against the sensor.

In a swift move, the casing strapped on her leg began to fall apart, revealing the hidden sensors plastered all over the inner skin-like of the casing like exoskeleton exterior.

Setting the casing on the table, she explained to the best of her ability, "This prosthetic was designed in a way that supports my balance and posture, helping with mobility. Of course, it’s not the same as a human leg, but it’s designed in such a way it’s hard to tell the difference. Oh and don’t worry, a single charge can last me over twelve hours." She explained all at once.

The director who was still stunned managed to say, "You should’ve included this before auditioning for this role. Do you understand how much harder things will be on us?" He turned to Ginny, "Won’t this affect the scene?" He panicked.

Brooke’s heart skipped a nervous beat, depending on what the scene choreographer said, her role may or may not be withheld.

Staring at the prosthetic casing on the table, she pinched her chin, and after a full minute of thinking she said, "It shouldn’t pose a major problem to us, after all I can direct the scene in a way that doesn’t highlight her prosthetic. With some posture correction training, she should be able to carry out the scenes, thankfully, she hasn’t been filming, so we can work from scratch." she raised her gaze and looked Brooke straight in the eye.

"It will be a gruelling process, I’m afraid that with the limited time we have you’ll have to move somewhere close to the set, so we can have more hours to film." She explained.

Brooke nodded, although she got the feeling that her request wouldn’t be so easy to run by with a certain someone...

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