Julissa didn’t knock. She keyed in the code, quietly opened the office door, and tiptoed inside.
Thank goodness the floor was carpeted—her steps were nearly silent.
She crept further into the room, past the small entryway, then hid behind a wall, peeking around at Scott working behind his desk, head down and focused. A sigh of disbelief escaped her lips.
Life really is unpredictable. This incredible man… was now her husband.
And it wasn’t even just about the money—his looks alone could keep her swooning for a lifetime.
She was still in a daze when Scott suddenly said, “Come help me pick a restaurant.”
Julissa froze, thinking someone else was in the room. She looked around quickly.
But then Scott looked up and stared straight at her. “I’m talking to you.”
“…You caught me,” she laughed sheepishly and stepped out from behind the wall, walking over to him.
He patted the space next to him. “Come here.”
Obediently, Julissa walked around the desk and stood beside him.
The next thing she knew
