The CEO's Contractual Wife

Olivia

We fell into silence then, each lost in our own thoughts. The steady tick of the wall clock seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet room. I checked my phone, surprised to see a text from Alexander.

Alexander: Made it back to the office. Let me know when your father is out of surgery. I can have dinner delivered if you’re staying late.

The thoughtfulness of the gesture made my chest tighten. I typed a quick response: “Will do. Thank you.”

Just as I put my phone away, Nick’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen and stood up.

“I need to take this. I’ll be right back.”

He stepped into the hallway, his voice a low murmur through the partially closed door. Mom closed her eyes, looking exhausted, while Ethan continued his endless shuffling of cards.

“Want to play War?” he asked me, breaking the silence.

I smiled, remembering how we used to play for hours as kids. “Sure, why not?”

We were halfway through our game when Nick returned, but he wasn’t alone. Amelia Hayes walked in beside him, her auburn hair pulled back in a neat ponytail, still dressed in her office attire, a pencil skirt, and blouse that somehow looked fresh despite the late hour. Her presence immediately brightened the somber atmosphere of the waiting room.

“Amelia!” Mom exclaimed, standing to embrace her. “You didn’t have to come, sweetheart.”

‘Of course I did,” Amelia replied, hugging Mom back. “I left as soon as Nick called. Mr. Harrington was surprisingly understanding about me ducking out of the quarterly budget meeting.” She worked as an executive assistant at some investment firm downtown; I could never remember which one.

Ethan abandoned our card game, moving to give Amelia a quick hug. “Perfect timing. I was just about to lose spectacularly

to Liv.”

“You were not,” I protested, gathering the cards. “I had terrible cards.”

‘Sure you did,” Ethan grinned, returning to his seat.

finding his automatically. They had been

together always gave me a pang of something, not quite jealousy, but a

David doing?” she asked, looking around at our

watch. “The nurse said it’s

She pulled out a bag of chocolate chip cookies from the bakery near her office. “Sugar and carbs. Essential hospital waiting room

you,” Nick

around. “So, fill me in. What

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much,” I said, taking a cookie. “Just waiting. Alexander was here

shot up. “Alexander Carter?

“Apparently,

me with new interest.

wanting to rehash

that he came to the hospital?” Amelia asked, her journalistic instincts kicking in despite working in finance. She’d studied journalism in college and

wanted to be supportive,” I explained, feeling my cheeks warm under

see the best cardiologist in the city,” Mom added proudly. “Dr. Weaver wouldn’t normally take new patients, but Alexander made

said, looking genuinely surprised.

wondering why I felt the need to defend Alexander’s character to

“When he’s not

intense,” I

he kept looking at you? Like

scolded, but she was

I’m just saying

please stop talking about Alexander

I hope he does,” Ethan grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. “I have so many

I challenged,