The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 198

Chapter 198

Olivia

“Alex?” she purred, tilting her head as her perfectly glossed lips curved into a smile. “Is that really you? I almost didn’t recognize you in this… quaint little establishment.”

Alexander stiffened, his jaw tightening for a fraction of a second before his polite mask slid into place. He turned to face her, his expression carefully neutral.

“Sophie,” he acknowledged, his tone flat.

“It is you!” She laughed, a tinkling sound that grated on my nerves. “God, how long has it been? Two years? Three?” Her hand landed on his shoulder, fingers trailing down his bicep in a way that was far too familiar. “You look absolutely delicious, as always.”

I felt my spine straighten, my grip tightening on my fork. Who the hell was this woman, and why was she touching my husband like she had every right to?

“It’s been a while,” Alexander replied, pointedly shifting away from her touch. “Sophie, this is Olivia. My wife.”

The word “wife” hung in the air between us like a grenade. Sophie’s eyes widened for a split second before she turned to me. Her smile never wavered, but her eyes were calculating as they swept over me from head to toe.

“Wife?” She let out another laugh, this one with a sharp edge. “Well, isn’t that unexpected. I had no idea you’d finally settled down, Alex.”

“It’s Alexander,” he corrected, his voice cool. “And yes, we got married recently.”

Sophie’s gaze lingered on me, taking in my fish, chips, and half-empty pint of Guinness with barely concealed

amusement.

“How… charming,” she said, though her tone suggested she found it anything but. “It’s lovely to meet you, Olivia. I’m Sophie Hartwell. Alex and I used to know each other quite well.”

The emphasis on “quite well” made her meaning crystal clear. This was an ex. Or at least a former hookup.

keeping my voice pleasant despite wanting to dump my beer

Business or pleasure?” Her hand found his arm again, fingers walking up toward his shoulder. “Or perhaps a

repeated, more firmly this time. “And it’s a combination. I had meetings

work.” Her voice dropped to a

wanted to stab her with my

thin, “we’re in the

believe it was really you. You look

work out regularly,” Alexander replied, his

raked over him appreciatively, completely ignoring my presence. “You know, we should

a business card, pressing it into Alexander’s hand. Her fingers lingered against his palm

dropping to what she probably thought was a seductive whisper. “My number’s on there. I’d love

said flatly, attempting to hand

hand away with a laugh. “I know, darling. I’m not suggesting anything inappropriate. Just

eyes flicked to me briefly, challenge glinting in their

my voice saccharine sweet, “his wife would mind very much.

smile faltered for a fraction of a second.

her fake smile with one of my own.

Her

narrowed slightly. “How…

volley, a tall man in an expensive suit

accent crisp. “I’ve been

flashing across her features before

This is Alex Carter, an old friend. Alex, this is my

She’d been throwing herself at Alexander while her husband

outside?

hand to Gerald with

Gerald’s hand. “Nice to meet you. This is my wife,

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