The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Olivia

I kissed her cheek and headed to the living room, where Dad reclined in his armchair with the remote in hand. He looked better than the last time I’d seen him, less pale and more alert. The surgery had worked wonders, even if the recovery was slow.

“Hey, Dad.”

He turned, his face breaking into a smile. “Liv! This is a nice surprise.”

“Not a surprise. I told Mom I was coming.”

“Well, she didn’t tell me.” He patted the couch beside his chair. “Sit. Tell me about your day.”

“Work was work. Nothing exciting.”

Dad’s eyes crinkled at the corners. “That’s good. Boring is better than drama.”

“How about you? Are you feeling better?” I handed him the bakery box, which he accepted with exaggerated reverence.

“Much better. Doc says I’m healing right on schedule.” He peeked inside the box, his face lighting up. “You’re my favorite daughter.”

“I’m your only daughter.”

“Still counts.” He winked, then his expression turned sly. “So how’s that boyfriend of yours? Alexander?”

I fidgeted with my watch strap. “He’s good.”

“Just good? The man who swooped in like Prince Charming at the hospital is just ‘good“?” Dad raised an eyebrow.

“Fine. He’s great. Busy with work, you know how it is.” I shifted uncomfortably, desperate to change the subject.

Mom bustled in with a tray of mugs. “Coffee’s ready. And I’ve put those lovely pastries on plates.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” I said, reaching for a mug. “I would’ve helped.”

“Nonsense. You work all day.” She settled into her favorite armchair. “Besides, your father’s been driving me crazy all afternoon. I needed the kitchen break.”

Dad looked offended. “I’ve been a model patient.”

“A model complainer, maybe.” Mom took a sip of her coffee. “He wanted bacon for breakfast. Bacon! After heart surgery!”

turkey bacon,” Dad

away. This

the comfort of home.

with a chocolate croissant, “Alexander seemed very attentive at

“He was

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unconvinced. ‘Is that what the kids call

his arm lightly.

Because he looks at you like you’re the answer to

my pastry. “Dad! He does

may be

Mom and I

you’re changing the subject,” Dad

to tell. We’re… taking

lie. Our fake relationship was progressing at a carefully choreographed pace, exactly as

approvingly. “Get to know each other first. None of this rushing into things

proposed to me after three

decision I ever made,” he

save,” I murmured into

“Just be careful, Liv.

More than you

what do you

did I want? Financial security for my family – check. Career

really thought

over and squeezed my hand. “That’s all we want for you,

I’d

about me,” I said brightly, forcing a smile. “Tell me about your new medication.

reenactments of how each one made him feel. Mom

this blue one,” Dad held up an imaginary

exclaimed. “We’re

It’s natural.

everyone discusses

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