CONTRACT MARRIAGE: The CEO'S Delicate Wife

on the table, her mouth watered. The aroma was so appet

f the foods which she usually sees in ma

y begun eating. Even his eating style

iercing gaze on her, she paused and raised

t before signing it?" Morgan su

." She nodded, looki

gh it, she only read the first

do after this dinner." Morgan said, gett

ting her brows confused, a

the master's bedroom, withou

me, so she didn't call him and continued running after him. Before s

ned and slowly went into her room. She didn't eve

through it, only to find out it was gone. She frowne

es scanning the entire

d upon waking up and the cologne she perceived w

ng, He came into her room

even let me know" she mumb

he washed her face and got out of her room, he

he door was opened from inside an

d an offense. Of course, she could remember when Nichola

uestion in mind, Olivia quickly bent her head, ap

uests you to get dressed., You're going ou

with nothing, all the clothes lined up in the wardrobe were f

e as her, or probably one of his girlfriend

ck leather, limited edition couch, legs

ce. His dark eyes accessing her, brows kn

cold seep through her. She felt S

he was afraid of him. Furthermore, she smiled cutely,

vy and brown, eyes large and white like that of a puppy, porcelain skin smooth as jade, busty and

s, don't you know where we're going?" Morgan aske

he looked at her dress once more befo

f my choice? And I have no idea where we'

ess because she loved purple, an

as a slit stopping above her knees, slightly exposing her jade

Morgan mouthed, an

, cursing him

e, cold and workaholic in his custom tailored suit, that sc

to Morgan at the back seat, continuously stealing glance

to look at him, "Where are

remaine

away from him, feasting her eyes on the beautifu

which seemed to slightly cover her smooth beautiful face. Morgan's gaze stopped o

nodding head, a scent he liked. A mixture of Lavender and st

es, but he seemed unbothered, having the idea

ars Morgan speaking to someone over the

told Nicholas to pull the car o

e? No, he doesn't look like one that gi

ened from outside with Nicholas standing be

o him. She could already see Morgan walking majesticall

imited edition outfits neatly arranged. Clothes she couldn'

uttered lowly, glancing at Morgan,

as stuck on him. He was damn

think he was discussing business with her."

ched her. "Ma'am, come this way, clothes like these are specially m

intention of buying those expensive clothes, but th

elf, then it wouldn't hurt to cause trouble fo