The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Olivia

“Your family approves,” Alexander said after a moment. “That’s what matters.”

“My dad told me to be careful,” I admitted. “He thinks we’re rushing.”

“He’s right to be concerned. It would be strange if he wasn’t.”

“And my mom pulled me aside to make sure this is what I want.”

Alexander glanced at me. “And what did you tell her?”

“That I’m sure,” I said, meeting his gaze briefly. “That when it’s right, it’s right.”

Something flickered in his eyes, satisfaction, perhaps, or something deeper. “Good answer.”

We drove in silence for a while, the city lights blurring past my window. I thought about my family’s reactions, about the lies we’d told them, about the wedding we were now apparently planning for next month.

“Why did you say next month?” I asked suddenly. “That’s so soon.”

“The sooner we’re married, the sooner the inheritance is secure,” Alexander replied practically. “Besides, a long engagement would raise more questions. This way, it seems romantic and impulsive.”

“Right,” I said, trying to ignore the slight sting his words caused. “Business.”

Alexander’s hand found mine across the center console, his touch warm and surprisingly gentle. “Not just business, Olivia. We make a good team.”

this arrangement had started to feel so complicated. When had the

I

my apartment building, Alexander turned to me. “Thank

admitted. “Even Nick, and he never likes anyone

“Get some rest. We

the weight of our deception. “Goodnight,

“Goodnight, Olivia.”

window, but sleep had abandoned me completely. Today I would become Mrs. Carter, wife to one

it was

something more complicated. Alexander and I had been inseparable for weeks, attending dinners, charity galas, and family events. The world believed we were madly in love, and sometimes, in quiet moments when his hand

bed and padded to the bathroom, splashing

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breathe,” I whispered to myself. “It’s just

a text from Emilia: “IT’S YOUR WEDDING DAY!!! I’M

HOUR!!!”

know the truth behind this marriage. No one did, not my family, not my friends. Only Alexander and I knew this was all for show, a calculated move to

through, this one from Alexander: “Good morning, almost–wife.

typed back:

was immediate: “Not in the slightest. See you at the

I tossed my phone onto

Emilia arrived with champagne, as promised, plus bagels and enough energy to power a small city, I’d almost convinced myself

you!” she squealed, setting down her bags to hug me. “The blushing

protested, but I could feel

honeymoon.” She

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