The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 152

Chapter 152

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I took my coffee from the barista with a grateful smile, the scent of freshly ground beans wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. After the long day at work, I needed this little escape.

I found a quiet corner table by the window at Crescent Moon Café, sinking into the plush armchair with a contented sigh. The café buzzed with the gentle hum of evening conversations, laptops clicking, and the occasional hiss of the espresso machine. Perfect white noise to decompress.

Taking a sip of my latte, I closed my eyes briefly, letting the warmth and caffeine work their magic. The café was my secret sanctuary when I needed to clear my head before going home. Something about the ambient music, soft lighting, and the comforting aroma of coffee grounded me after chaotic days.

My phone buzzed on the table. Alexander’s name lit up the screen.

“Hey,” I answered, keeping my voice low.

“Where are you?” Alexander asked, his deep voice carrying a hint of curiosity. “I just stopped by your office, but you’ve already left.”

“Sorry, I needed some air after the Thompson meeting. Came to Crescent Moon for coffee,” I explained, absently tracing the rim of my mug. “Just taking a moment to decompress before heading back.”

“The café on Wilshire? Funny, I’ve never seen you there before.”

I laughed softly. “It’s my little hideaway when work gets overwhelming. The Thompson project is taking over my brain.”

“Understandable,” Alexander’s voice softened. “No rush to get back. Enjoy your coffee break.”

“Thanks. Did you need something from my office?”

“Nothing urgent. Just wanted to check in about this weekend.”

I perked up. “Oh? What about the weekend?”

he replied, and I could hear

me what these plans are?” I asked,

fun in that?” Alexander chuckled. “You’ll find

know I hate surprises,” I protested

this one.

“Fine. Keep your secrets.”

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press him further. Typical Alexander, always maintaining an air of mystery when it suited

trying to guess what he might have planned. Knowing him,

Whatever Alexander had planned, I’d find out soon enough. His need to keep me in suspense was

couples engaged in intimate conversations. I checked

“Is this seat taken?”

with a pickup line. Instead, I found myself staring into the familiar face of James Westbrook. He stood beside my table, gesturing

other table was indeed full.

said,

dressed as always, not a wrinkle in his tailored suit despite the late hour.

sip of my

offered, nodding toward my nearly empty

thanks. I was about

He nodded, seeming genuinely disappointed. “Well, don’t

recognition. Apparently, he was a regular

to me, “how are things at Carter Enterprises? I heard you’ve been promoted to Senior Marketing

if there was any hidden meaning

promptly, and he thanked the barista before continuing. “You

hard,” I

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smiled, taking a sip of his coffee. “A

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