The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 35

Olivia

“We’re… taking things slow,” I said finally. “Getting to know each other.”

“Mm–hmm.” She didn’t sound convinced. “And how’s that going?”

“It’s… complicated.”

“Complicated how?”

I sighed, choosing my words carefully. “He’s not exactly the relationship type. And after Ryan…”

“You’re scared,” she finished for me.

“Cautious,” I corrected. “I’m being cautious.”

“Fair enough.” She squeezed my hand. “Just remember what I said, okay? Don’t let him break your heart.”

“I won’t.”

The cab pulled up to Emilia’s apartment building, and she leaned over to hug me.

“Text me when you get home,” she instructed. “And we’re doing brunch this weekend. No excuses.”

“Yes, mom,” I laughed.

“Love you, Liv.”

“Love you too.”

She disappeared into her building, and the cab continued on to my apartment. I leaned my head against the window, watching the city lights blur past. The events of the past week felt surreal, like something from a movie, not a part of my actual life.

The city lights streaked past the cab window, smearing into watercolor lines of neon and streetlamps. I traced one fingertip along the cool glass, watching my reflection flicker between shadows. Had it really been only three weeks since Ryan and Sophia? Since Alexander Carter had swooped into my life like some dark fairy tale prince with a contract instead of a glass slipper?

stopped at my building, and I paid the

miss,” the

“You too.”

23

counter, not bothering to turn on the lights. The glow from

to the bathroom. The hot shower helped clear my head, washing away the smell of club smoke and taco truck grease. By the time I crawled into bed, my

thought before sleep claimed me was of Alexander’s face when I’d told him, “Not tonight.” Had

1/3

hand slapping blindly across my nightstand until 1 found the vibrating device. The

6:08 AM.

one calls at

voice came out

controlled in that way he gets when

upright, sleep evaporating instantly.

an ambulance. They’ve got him

out of bed, switching on lights, mentally cataloging what I needed to

there as soon as I

You

often cracked the moment the danger passed. She’d be all business now, asking doctors questions, remembering details no one else would think to ask. Later, when Dad was home

on my

the call and moved with practiced efficiency. Jeans, sweater, hair pulled back in a messy ponytail.

it arrive

Ms. Morgan?” asked the night doorman,

the hospital.

one right away.”

three hundred thousand from Alexander sat in my account, ready to be used. At least I wouldn’t

doorman appeared at the

I said, rushing past

father will be alright,” he

before sliding

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255