The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 86

Olivia

“The car is here!” Ariana called from the living room.

My heart jumped into my throat. This was it. No turning back.

The drive to the Carter estate passed in a blur of nerves and champagne. The sprawling property had been transformed for the occasion, with white roses and delicate fairy lights adorning the entrance and garden paths.

“Wow,” Emilia breathed as we pulled up to the private entrance. “This is like a fairytale.”

It was beautiful, I had to admit. Elegant and understated, exactly as I would have chosen if this had been real.

We were escorted to a luxurious suite where I could wait until the ceremony. Alexander had arranged every detail, from the chilled champagne to the fresh flowers matching my bouquet.

“Nervous?” Emilia asked, helping me with a final touch–up to my makeup.

“A little,” I admitted. “It’s all happening so fast.”

“When it’s right, it’s right,” she said, echoing the line Alexander and I had rehearsed for our families. “And you two are definitely right.”

A knock at the door interrupted us. My father entered, looking handsome in his new suit, another gift from Alexander.

“There’s my girl,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “You look beautiful, Olivia.”

Thanks, Dad.” I hugged him carefully, mindful of my dress. “How are you feeling?”

me, patting his chest. “That doctor Alexander found did wonders. I’ll be dancing at

wasn’t a lie; Alexander had arranged for the best cardiologist to treat my father, potentially saving his

the wedding planner announced, poking

his

took a deep breath and nodded, not trusting

as Alexander had planned and I had approved. White chairs arranged in

All eyes turned to me as the

Alexander stood tall and impossibly handsome in his custom tuxedo. His eyes locked with mine, something unreadable in their depths. For a moment, the rest of the world fell away, and it was

sky above us. All I could see was Alexander,

this woman to be married?” the officiant asked when

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my hand in Alexander’s.

and steady. “You

replied, surprised

everyone present but vague enough that we weren’t actually lying. The ring Alexander slid onto my finger was a stunning platinum band set

earlier that week.

and wife,” the officiant declared.

pecks for the benefit of family or cameras. But

face, and I found myself leaning into him, my free hand resting on his chest. The kiss deepened for a moment, his tongue

genuine smile that reached his eyes,

the officiant announced, “I present to you Mr. and

I was struck by the sea of smiling faces. My family, his family, colleagues, and friends all believed in this

down the aisle, Alexander leaned close. “You’re doing

Carter. The name sent