The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Olivia

He leaned across the console, his face inches from mine. For a heart–stopping moment, I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead, he brushed his lips against my forehead, just as he had the day before.

“Get some rest,” he murmured. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

I nodded, unable to form words with him so close. His cologne wrapped around me, spicy and expensive, making my head. swim.

“Goodnight, Alex,” I managed finally, reaching for the door handle.

“Goodnight, Liv.”

True to his word, Alexander appeared at my door at precisely seven–thirty the next morning, bearing coffee and a bag from my favorite bakery.

“How did you know about Marlowe’s?” I asked, accepting the bag of pastries.

You mentioned it once,” he shrugged, following me into the kitchen. “You said they had the best croissants in LA.”

I blinked, surprised he’d remembered such a trivial detail. “Well, you’re right. They do.”

We ate quickly, then headed to the hospital. The day passed in a blur of activity as Dad was moved from ICU to a regular room. The improvement was immediate and dramatic; his color was better, his voice stronger, and he was fully alert.

There she is,” Dad greeted me when I entered his new room. “My favorite daughter.”

“I’m your only daughter,” I reminded him, kissing his cheek. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I’ve been hit by a truck,” he admitted. “But a smaller truck than yesterday.”

Weaver visited mid–morning, pleased with Dad’s progress. “Everything looks excellent, Mr. Morgan. Your heart is responding well to the bypasses. If

“No offense, Doc, but I

take it easy for several weeks. No lifting, no

work?” Dad asked, already fretting about his job at the hardware

Dr. Weaver said firmly. “Your body needs time to heal. You’ll need help at home

weeks.”

manage. The kids will

course we will,” I agreed, already mentally

Dad fixed me with a stern look. “So, your

be,” I acknowledged. “But he’s been very

judgment. “He’s older

Chapter 53

years,” I said. “It’s not that

“And he’s your boss.”

I don’t report directly to him,” I repeated Alexander’s

studied my face. “Are

just as it had when Ethan asked. “I think so,” I said honestly. “It’s still new, but…

said, patting my hand. “Just be careful. Men with

I assured him.

shifted to his recovery, the medications he’d need to take, and the changes to his diet. I took notes, knowing Mom

head to the office for the afternoon. Carter Enterprises was surprisingly accommodating about my situation. I could work remotely when needed and take time

threw myself into my marketing campaigns, grateful for the distraction. The team was supportive, offering to cover meetings I

asked one afternoon as we worked on a

every day,” I said, genuinely relieved. “The doctor says he’s

“And how’s things

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