Stopping Pleasing Him and Marrying His Rival

Chapter 2 My Flash Marriage Partner Is Too Perfect

But she had to get married.

It was the only way to completely sever ties with Leo and the Kay Family.

Before her mother passed away, she entrusted all of her assets to a trustee. The condition? Brittany could only access them after she got married.

These assets were a secret. Neither the Kay Family nor Leo knew they even existed.

From the moment Brittany started dating Leo, she'd dreamed of marriage—not just for the fairytale romance she once believed in, but for the freedom that money would give her. It was the key to living her own life.

Now Leo was out of the picture, but her plan to get married tomorrow remained unchanged.

Late into the night, Brittany sent her personal details to the city's most renowned matchmaker, who quickly sent her a stack of potential matches in return.

After hours of sifting through profiles, Brittany finally settled on someone. At the very least, he was good enough for a flash marriage.

Leo stumbled into the house around noon after drinking all night. He threw himself onto the couch, clutching his head as if it were about to explode.

"Brittany, make me some hangover soup."

He regretted tossing out the soup she'd brought him last night in a fit of anger.

But it didn't matter.

Brittany would always come running, no matter where she was, if he just said the word.

Leo lay sprawled on the couch, eyes shut tight, waiting.

The familiar aroma of hangover soup approached. A moment later, the warm bowl was placed in his hand.

A smug grin tugged at his lips. Even though he was too tired to open his eyes, he knew.

Of course she had the soup ready for him, just like always.

But as soon as the first sip hit his tongue, the bland taste made his brows furrow. He spit it out immediately.

"What the hell is this?"

He had tasted Brittany's hangover soup plenty of times, but it had never been this bad!

Angry, Leo opened his eyes, ready to scold her. But standing in front of him wasn't Brittany.

It was Jenny, the housekeeper who came by twice a week to clean.

"Where's Brittany?"

Jenny blinked innocently. "Ms. Kay said you two broke up and told me to contact you directly for any future work."

Leo was stunned. 'Break up? When have they broken up?'

Years of indulgence had made Leo arrogant.

In every past argument, he'd been the one to threaten a breakup, and Brittany had always clung to him like glue, begging him to take her back.

It never crossed his mind that Brittany might actually be serious this time.

It wasn't until much later that Leo finally realized what had happened.

"Break up, huh? Fine!"

He scoffed, not taking it seriously at all.

What, just because he went drinking with friends, flirted with a girl for fun, and treated Brittany a little coldly, she wanted to break up?

Leo slouched deeper into the couch, his expression indifferent. She'd come crawling back soon enough.

But daring to mention breaking up? He decided to teach her a lesson. She'd have to beg for three months before he'd even consider taking her back.

"This soup is terrible. Make me a proper one, like Brittany's," he grumbled, rubbing his temples. The headache made him push thoughts of the breakup aside. Right now, he just wanted her soup.

Jenny waved her hands in protest. "I can't make it like hers!"

"Why not?"

"I'm just here to clean. Brittany gave me an extra $100 to make that soup for you."

Jenny explained that Brittany's hangover soup required three hours of simmering to get the flavor right, something she didn't have time for.

Even when Leo raised his offer to $1,000, Jenny hesitated.

That woman really did have patience, making such a time-consuming soup for him regularly.

Leo grumbled to himself, frustrated.

Every bowl of soup he'd gulped down in seconds had taken Brittany three hours to make.

The headache worsened.

Leo threw his tie onto the floor, considering whether to call her.

If he called, she'd definitely come back.

But wouldn't that make her too full of herself?

Before he could decide, his phone rang. It was Nathan.

"Leo, I just saw Brittany near Harmony Avenue. Did she leave because of what happened last night?"

Leo's annoyance eased instantly. He even felt his headache subside a little.

Breaking up? Moving out of the house? Brittany was already reduced to wandering aimlessly on the streets.

He had overestimated her.

"Go tell Brittany that if she comes back right now and makes me some soup, I'll forgive her," Leo said with a condescending tone that even Nathan found grating.

After hanging up, Nathan turned to find Brittany—but she had disappeared into the crowd.

Brittany arrived ten minutes early at the café where she was meeting her flash marriage partner.

"Ms. Kay?"

A deep, clear voice called from behind, the kind of voice that could cleanse the soul.

When Brittany turned around and saw the man's face, she suddenly felt his voice didn't matter anymore.

To be honest, for years, Leo had been the most attractive man Brittany had ever known.

But this man in front of her? He was on a whole different level.

Towering at over 6 feet, he stood like a mountain, his well-tailored suit accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

His perfectly sculpted face looked like it had been crafted by the gods, and his gold-rimmed glasses added a touch of sophistication. Behind the lenses, his indifferent gaze carried a cool detachment from the world.

For a moment, Brittany's mind blanked, and only two words surfaced: 'Refined gentleman.'