Trial Marriage Husband: Need To Work Hard (Book 2)

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Jennie gave a gentle grunt of agreement before hanging up the phone and waiting quietly for her filming to start. During this time, she also opened up her phone to view the recordings from the runway of some of the biggest brands at Fashion Week.

Rosé was sitting to one side chatting to Jisoo on the phone. As soon as she saw Jennie looking at news from Fashion Week, she couldn't help but feel slightly upset. If she hadn't chosen to come film 'Stupid', Jennie would have been a hit at Fashion Week. With her results, it wouldn't have been hard for her to get a part on the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show.

Rosé decided to take a photo of Jennie from behind and send it to Lisa, "Boss, how could you be so heartless..."

As soon as Lisa saw the photo, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he didn't reply; this was a matter between him and Jennie.

How could he truly bear to let her give up on modeling?

Fashion Week was indeed important, so...to the outside world, was he a qualified manager if he couldn't give her the best consideration for her future?

Unfortunately, there were some things outsiders didn't need to know.

Even so, his heart couldn't help but ache for Jennie. So, as soon as he finished work, he grabbed his car keys and headed straight for the studio.

Over the past few days, the crew had already gotten used to seeing Lisa appear on set, so they were no longer surprised. However, no matter how many times one looked at this god-like man, they would still feel extremely pressured...

"Hello, President Manoban. Jennie is in the change room."

As soon as he heard the staff, he immediately strode towards the change room. The makeup artist was currently painting bruises and hickeys on Jennie's body. Lisa knew straight away that she'd be filming the bed scene today.

Jennie lifted her head and saw Lisa walk in. She subconsciously tried to hide her back, but Lisa stopped her, "I already saw it."

"I'm preparing for the bed scene later," Jennie explained awkwardly.

Lisa stood behind her and leaned over to whisper ambiguously in her ear, "Even I haven't left marks like this on your body...seeing this makes me slightly jealous."

"President Manoban, why don't we create a more life-like effect?" the makeup artist bravely suggested, "It would look a lot more convincing!"

"Is that a good idea?" Jennie's cheeks burned red...

"Step out for a bit," Lisa stood up straight and didn't say anything else. After the makeup artist left, he drew Jennie into his embrace and said, "The marks on your body can only be left by me.' After speaking, he sat down and pulled Jennie onto his lap.

Jennie was a little surprised as she gasped. At this time, Lisa had already pounced upon her back and was sucking on it with all his might...

After he was pleased with his creation, he covered Jennie with a shirt and hugged her, "Just sit here quietly for a while. Don't move around. Otherwise, I don't know what I might do."

Jennie leaned against Lisa's body as she blushed, "Uh huh."

"Do you feel regretful for not attending Fashion Week?" Lisa asked gently as he placed his chin on top of her head.

"A little bit..." Jennie didn't expect Lisa to be so attentive towards her feelings, so she had no choice but to reply honestly.

"Did you think I'd allow a superstar to suffer a fall?" Lisa smiled, "There is no way I'd let my woman make a useless sacrifice..."