The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 184

Chapter 184

Olivia

I thought about this, considering how to answer. “He’s more relaxed. Funnier. Still commanding and intense, but in a different way. Sometimes he likes to be barefoot.” I smiled at this small detail I’d come to find endearing.

“Barefoot?” Ariana repeated. “I can’t even picture it. Alexander Carter without those Italian leather shoes?”

“It humanizes him,” I explained. “Makes him real.”

“And what about his family? How are they treating you?” Claire asked.

I took another sip of my drink before answering. “His grandfather, Harold, is actually pretty sweet to me. Victoria is… well, Victoria.”

“Still a bitch?” Emilia asked bluntly.

“She’s not thrilled that I’m the new Mrs. Carter.”

“Screw her,” Ariana declared. “You won the prize, not her.”

“It’s not a competition,” I reminded her, though in many ways, it was exactly that. “Anyway, enough about me. What’s new with you guys? Claire, how’s your job?”

As Claire launched into a story about her latest workplace drama, I felt my phone buzz in my purse. Discreetly checking it under the table, I saw a text from Alexander.

Alexander: How’s girls‘ night?

I smiled and quickly typed a response.

Me: Girls are grilling me about married life and our Europe trip.

came

them I’m taking you shopping in

my lip

might actually

Coming home

so. Save me

you something better than

rise to my cheeks at

broke through my thoughts. “Who are you texting

my phone away. “No

a grin. “It’s Alexander, isn’t it? Can’t even make it

just wanted to know when

sweet. Ryan never cared when you came home unless it interfered with

is nothing like

god for that,” Emilia muttered. “Otherwise I’d have to

for friends who wanted the best for me. “Seriously, though, marriage is good. It’s busy, but good. The Thompson Hotels account

Carter family drama?” Ariana prompted. “Any juicy

lied. “Just normal family

family stuff,” Emilia repeated skeptically. “Among

change everything,”

changes enough,” Claire replied. “Seriously, though. Are you happy? Really

guard with its sincerity. I took a moment to consider my answer, not just for them but for

my life, but I’m happy. Alexander challenges me. Supports me. Makes me feel things

dramatically. “Our little Olivia, all

talking about a man, Olivia. Not even during the early days with Ryan when things were supposedly so

fidgeted with my drink. “It’s different with

Europe,” Claire sighed dreamily. “God, it’s like a fairy

fairy tale,” I corrected. “I still work my ass off at the office. I’m not sitting around

for the private chef, the cleaning staff, and the chauffeur when you don’t want to drive your Porsche,” Claire teased, raising her glass in

perks,” I admitted with a laugh. “But I’m still the same person. I just happen to sleep in a ridiculous

to Alexander Carter.” Ariana

“Is he picking

thank you for reminding me I need to head out soon.” I checked my watch, surprised to see how late it had gotten. “Alexander has an early meeting tomorrow, and I

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