The CEO's Accidental Wife

g on the bus, the rest

ing was painfully l

her pants pocket. It must have dropped out when her clothes came off. I

target to walk straight into the trap. Maybe he knew she was the woman from last night, maybe he didn't, but the m

tically turn

used eyes, gesturing frantically t

n Tina's hand. She couldn't handle any more embar

does Mr. Carter have your phone?"

..

a lie, John turned around in hi

ng her phone toward Tina. The screen dis

y. "Yes, Mr. Carter! Hannah lost her phone

There was no way Hannah co

Hannah. "You were carrying luggage earlier.

r, hidden message. His stare carried that familiar, bottoml

o careless. Thank

peatedly in gratitude. She reached out with both h

d the awkward scene, J

a single word. The way John had handed the phone back was his subtle way o

he had planned on treating that night as

oted on his radar left her uneasy.

a massive conglomerate was far too busy to w

tings occurred, they were strictly for high-level executives, while she

Carter International, thoughts of Joh

he quiet heat of that night. After a

r desk p

ker?" the

ind going completely blank. Why

ling her to turn off the lights had been playing on

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to my

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ffice," he re

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work. The gap between their positions was huge, and he w

he going to fire her to keep

John wasn't indifferent like he had been on

Yet, looking into those dark, unreadable eyes,

with an undeniable

ff by her gaze. "Is there som

ed back to r

nstead, he looked straight at her

knitted in co

ion miles away from any