The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 121

Chapter 121

Olivia

Alexander’s phone rang, interrupting whate

he

about to say next. He glanced at the screen and frowned.

“I need to take this,” he said, already walki

“Ward the door.

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I turned back to the drawer and continued to sort through my underwear. Alexander’s voice drifted from the living room, his tone shifting from casual to commanding in an instant.

After a few minutes, he returned, looking agitated. “I have to go. There’s an emergency meeting with the board that I can’t miss.”

“Now? But we just started packing.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. Corporate bullshit waits for no man, not even on his honeymoon comedown.”

“It’s fine,” I said, trying not to sound disappointed. “I can handle this.”

Alexander checked his watch. “I’ll send

“I can call Emilia to help,” I sugg Ome movers tomorrow. Just focus on packing your personal items today.”

“Good idea.” He leaned down and kissed me quickly. “I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

“Is that a promise or a threat?” I teased.

His eyes darkened. “Both. Definitely both.”

After Alexander left, I called Emilia, who arrived forty minutes later with wine and pizza.

With Emilia’s help, we did quick

on my bedroom. She was ruthless, creating a “donate” pile that grew alarmingly large.

send some of my older furniture and books to my parents‘ house rather

offense,” Emilia said, eyeing my IKEA coffee table, “but this would look like trash next to whatever

I laughed.

phone buzzed with a text from Alexander saying he was on his way home, Emilia waggled her eyebrows

cue to leave,” she said, gathering her purse. “Don’t want to be a third wheel for whatever

protested, my cheeks heating. “We didn’t even

about him, I’m pretty sure you two fuck if he so much as brings you coffee.” She hugged me goodbye. “Text me

the rnove.”

left, I surveyed my partially dismantled apartment with a twinge of nostalgia. This had been my first place on my own, my sanctuary after college. Leaving it felt like

I finished taping up the last box of kitchen

he asked, loosening his

me pack most of it.” gestured to the stacks of boxes. “I’m sending some stuff

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He nodded approvingly.

whirling with the reality of my new life. By this time tomorrow, I’d be officially moved in

husband.

arrived, Alfred greeted us at the door with

Carter, I’ve prepared the master suite for your arrival,” he said with a slight bow. “Chef

you, Alfred,” I replied, still uncomfortable with being

dismissed the butler with a

actually. Packing works up

e looke

kitchen, Alexander pulled out containers of what looked like gourmet

leftovers,” I said, inhaling

Marcelo doesn’t do leftovers. He leaves fresh

I rolled my eyes.

the surprisingly delicious meal of perfectly seasoned chicken and creamy pasta, our small talk about the move made

granite countertop and took my

me run you a bath,” he said, his thumb tracing gentle circles across my knuckles.

raised an eyebrow.

thoughtful,” he said, looking mildly

you want

eyes darkened. “And what if I do

minutes later, I was sinking into the most luxurious bathtub I’d ever began soothing

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