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.”

traveling over my body in a way that made

go inside. Emilia’s waiting.” I

stepped into my path. “Come on, Liv. Five

great, remember?” I

toward my Porsche. “Carter must

insinuation in his voice made my blood boil. “Move,

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

that guy cheated on me with

was months ago.

inside.” I tried to

my path, less casual now. “I don’t get it.

I’m not having this conversation in

that’s what everyone’s saying. Gold–digger Olivia, sleeping her way to

head snapped up, anger flaring hot in my chest. “What did you just

next you’re Mrs. Billionaire Carter.” His face contorted with bitterness. “What, did you have your sights set on him the whole time

own ears. “You’re the one who stuck your dick in my friend, but somehow I’m the bad guy

words but recovered quickly. “Moving on is one thing. Marrying the richest guy three months later? Come on, Liv. Nobody believes this

the knot. I

my arm, his fingers digging in slightly. “What’s the rush? Afraid your rich husband might see you talking to the

my arm away. “Don’t touch

used to be real.

handle that I upgraded.”

admit it? Is it about

me.” I stepped back, putting distance between us.

and you know it.” Ryan moved closer, invading my space again. “I

a funny way of showing

red. “I made a

you making,” I interrupted.

pleaded with me. “We were together for years, Liv. Does

the bar entrance, wishing Emilia would come looking for me. “Now please

it? You’re just going to walk

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