Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom novel Chapter 12

Getting into the black book 

Soon, the inmates were seen in a large open space, queuing for food. Jeslyn joined the queue she got there. (1 

The line was well arranged and traffic-free until it got to her turn. 

when 

Just when she stretched her plate to get her weird-looking share of the good, a complete rouge, looking like a wild man with her uniform tied to her waist and hair left to look like that of a porcupine. 1 

plus almost all of her face and body had tattoos drawn on them with different colors, and face and ear piercings that would disgust any onlooker, pushed her plate away then stood in front of her to queue. for food. 

It was obvious the person was a troublemaker, so Jeslyn took a step back for all her followers to get in front of her, unbeknownst to her that she just made a huge mistake. 

Well, not her fault though. What could she have done? 

After the five troublemakers had taken their share, Jeslyn was about to walk forward when she was unceremoniously pulled from the back and shoved out of the line. 

“Nuisance,” 

“Slow” 

“Dimwit” 

“Stupid” 

“Pretty idiot” 

Those abusive words came out from the lips of a few people in the queue as they glared at her. 

Jeslyn stood dumbfounded. She didn’t understand why she was getting hated on for staying out of trouble until she heard, It 

“No more food. You came too late. Come back early next time.” 

“Huh?” Jeslyn widened her eyes in horror. What do they mean by ‘no more food?’ In this large and beautiful prison? 4 

Well, not very beautiful, but better than those she had seen with toilets and water in the same space where prisoners sleep. 1 

Jeslyn glanced around the place and saw that there were only five people, plus herself that hadn’t gotten any food. 

Those prisoners who got nothing to eat glared at Jeslyn with fire brewing in their eyes. 

Jeslyn felt her head growing numb from all the glares she was receiving from all sides and just wanted 

someone to save her from this situation. 

“Hey, little bunny, come here.” 

‘God, thank you!” 

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Jeslyn hurried off to her friends who were waving for her to come over. 

She sat beside the two while looking at the disgusting food they were eating. It looked like beans, but the water was enough to drown a fish. 

The bread or whatever they call it was burnt on both sides. She subconsciously frowned. 

‘Why would the cook even bother to burn bread? Does it add to the number they produce?’ All she could come up with was that whoever made those bread was plainly wicked! 

“You just got into the black book. Stick with us from now on, or else you’ll be getting your a*s whopped.”The pink said while her eyes were focused on her food. 3 

“But I haven’t done anything wrong,” She said. 

“Listen, little bunny. In here, you don’t need to do anything wrong before you get killed, so obey her when she tells you anything,” Yellow advised. 

“Ok, I’m Sorry.” 

“Don’t be apologetic when you are sure you did nothing wrong. However, that only applies to when you aren’t weak like you are right now,” Pink lectured. 

“Ok, I understand, I’ll remember that, thank you.” 

“Giving thanks should also come when the person you are thanking deserves it.” Pink orate again. 2 Jeslyn blinked. But she deserved the appreciation, right?