The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Olivia

I pulled into O’Malley’s parking lot, scanning for a spot amid the usual Friday night crowd. The neon sign buzzed overhead, casting a red glow across the cars.

My phone buzzed with a text from Emilia: “Got us seats at the bar. Hurry before someone steals them!”

I smiled, already feeling lighter at the prospect of drinks with my best friend. After the drama with Penelope and that horrible gossip article, I needed this night out.

I found a spot near the back and pulled in, grabbing my purse from the passenger seat.

The cool evening air hit my face as I stepped out. I locked the Porsche with a beep, still not quite used to driving such a luxury vehicle, and headed toward the entrance.

“Liv?”

I froze at the familiar voice behind me. Ryan. Perfect timing, as always.

Turning, I found him standing a few feet away, hands shoved in his pockets. He looked exactly like he had the last time I’d seen him, slightly disheveled in that calculated way he thought made him look artistic.

“What do you want, Ryan?” I asked, not bothering to hide my impatience.

He moved closer, that half–smile playing on his lips. “Just saying hi. Fancy running into you here.”

“Yeah, what a coincidence.” I crossed my arms. “At the bar I’ve been coming to for years.”

eyes traveling over my body in a way that made my skin crawl. “Marriage agrees with

Emilia’s waiting.” I turned toward

into my path. “Come on,

great, remember?” I moved to

nodded toward my Porsche. “Carter must be

his voice made my blood boil. “Move,

conversation. Can’t a guy talk to his ex without it being

when that guy cheated

was months ago. I’ve

someone inside.” I tried to step past

don’t get it. What’s he got

decency and respect for boundaries? I’m not having

pressed, his tone sharpening. “Because that’s what everyone’s saying. Gold–digger

my chest. “What

next you’re Mrs. Billionaire Carter.” His face contorted with bitterness. “What, did you

have got to be kidding me.” I laughed, the sound harsh even to my own ears. “You’re the one who stuck your dick in

on is one thing. Marrying the richest guy three

deeply in love and we tied the knot. I don’t care what you believe.” I tried to push

in slightly. “What’s the rush? Afraid your rich husband might see you talking to the

my arm away. “Don’t touch

voice rising. “You used to be real. Now you’re just

bitter ex who can’t handle that I

darkened. “So you admit it? Is

finding someone who respects me.” I stepped back,

it.” Ryan moved closer, invading my

a funny way of showing it. With

red.

making,” I interrupted. “Who knows how

eyes pleaded with me. “We were together for

meant everything to me. Until you ruined it.” I glanced toward the bar entrance, wishing

just going to walk

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