Chapter 27: Spending His Money

I don’t knock.

I just walk straight into Noah’s office like I own the place because apparently, today, I actually own my billionaire husband. He's bought me a building for my company start up, provided the funds for my party and also for shopping. And before I forget, the iPhone too.

If I was a random lady I would believe that he loved me.

He looks up from his desk, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up, that same unreadable expression on his face. The one that makes it impossible to tell whether he’s thinking about stock prices, murder, or me.

“Did you mean it?”

He blinks once. “Mean what?”

I close the door behind me and cross my arms. “Don’t do that. You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

He leans back in his chair, studying me like I’m a complicated equation. “i can't tell what you're feeling if you're upset or not, are you upset?”

“No,” I say quickly. “I’m curious because there’s a difference.”

A pause.

Then he exhales slowly. “Scarlett—”

“You said you couldn’t let me think there wa