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.”

when this arrangement had started to feel

do,” I agreed

my apartment building, Alexander turned to me. “Thank

I admitted. “Even Nick, and he never likes anyone I

“Get some rest. We have

suddenly exhausted by the weight

“Goodnight, Olivia.”

barely crept through my bedroom window, but sleep had abandoned me completely. Today I would become Mrs. Carter, wife to one

was

that had started as a business arrangement had evolved into 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

rolled out of bed and padded to the

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I whispered to myself. “It’s

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

HOUR!!!”

family, not my friends. Only

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

back: “Terrified.

the slightest. See you

my phone onto the bed and headed for the

the time Emilia arrived with champagne, as promised, plus bagels and enough energy to power

you!” she squealed, setting down her

I protested, but I could feel

but wait until you see what I brought for your honeymoon.” She waggled her eyebrows suggestively and pulled

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