The Marriage Contract: My Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back
but ordinary. The world sees what we want them to see, but beneath the surface, the ten
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is presence is magnetic, and even I, hi
d on me, guiding me through the crowd with the
rs as we make our way toward the drinks table. "Jus
light but genuine. "And
wer couple," he replies, the glint of humor
things when they're getting too serious. And tonight, with the
ch of them eager to make small talk with the man of the hour. Rex is every bit the charming CEO, effortlessly han
me up and down as she adjusts her diamond-studded necklace. "I'm surprised
oft spot for the unexpected," he says, his voice playful, but I can hear the edge of prid
trying to hide my amuse
this together-playing our parts, but somehow, with each touch, each gl
ll of confidence. "You'll never fig
e've fallen into this routine already. It's only been a few days
lick and smooth, like he's trying a little too hard to sound ca
hold my tongue. It's not his fault he doesn't understand what
ening on my waist for a fraction of a second. "But she's a qu
, poised, charming. "It's been an adjustment, but I'm getting there," I say. "Rex keeps me bu
ing. "Oh, we all know how it is. Every success
face before it vanishes as quickly as it came. "Exactly," he says,
I've never been one for these kinds of events-these high-society masquerades where the masks are as thick a
ropping to a low whisper only I can hear. "Don't let them get t
instead, they bring something els
what's at stake here. This contr
anding together in the sea of people, pretending to be something we're not. Bu
ter, and by the time we're standing on the balcony, away fro
ights twinkling in the distance. "Do you ever get used to this?"
e unreadable. "Used to wh
"Everything. This world. It's like a
"It's not as glamorous as it looks, Vanya. Somet
me tonight, I see the cracks in the facade-the weariness tha
I think he's going to answer, but then
rough the walls of the venue. And in that quiet space, it's like we'r
verything settle around me. This marriage. Th
more unsure of what I'm doing her
his presence filling the space-
hat, the doubts