Paige was confused when Annabelle suddenly stopped talking. Then, a familiar voice caught her attention. “Are you finished with dinner?” Paige froze. It was Chris’ voice. Did Chris come over? Did he recognize her? Paige had her back facing him. How did he manage to tell it was her? Maybe Chris saw her when she first entered the restaurant. Paige slowly rose to her feet and turned around. She looked at Chris, who was a few feet away, and said with a smile, “Are you dining here too?” Chris smirked at Paige. The girl was putting up a show in front of him. “Yeah.” Chris nodded. Paige was in an awkward position. Chris could have just left after his dinner. Why did he have to come up to her? Was he trying to brag about his lover? It could be the beginning of his revenge. Since the Quirks had disgraced Chris, Paige had been worried about his payback. However, Chris had not made any moves in the few days they had been married, which made Paige on edge. Now, Chris’ r
Chris nodded his head. Tanya smiled and said to Paige’s three roommates, “Chris and Ms. Quirk are heading home. How about I take you back to your school?” “It’s okay. We can take a cab.” Lisa shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. It’s on the way anyway,” Tanya replied with a grin. Lisa, Annabelle, and Millie exchanged glances before giving a nod. “Thank you.” Chris was pleased that Tanya had the girls’ logistics sorted out. He said to Paige, “Come on.” Paige was at a loss. She did not want to return to the Jewells’ residence. Despite her wish to head back to school and live on campus, Paige did not have the guts to speak her mind. She could only say goodbye to her roommates and go with Chris. “We should leave too,” Tanya cheerfully uttered to the group of three. Lisa, Annabelle, and Millie bobbed their heads. They followed Tanya into her car. Tanya drove a Land Rover. The car seemed to fit her personality. Standing at 5”7’, Tanya had shoulder-length hair and
Silence ensued. Chris looked at Paige as she quietly wept. His head felt as if it was about to explode. The experience was new for him. Like many men would react to women's tears, he felt paralyzed.Should he offer her solace? Chris thought back about the scene from a TV series he had watched occasionally. In the scene, the man held the weeping woman and said in a gentle voice, “Don’t cry, my love. You’re my angel, my sweetheart, my baby. My heart breaks when you cry.” Though, Chris could not bring himself to talk in such a way. “Don’t cry,” Chris said, his brows furrowed. Paige lifted her tear-stained face and looked at Chris’ frown. His expression only hurt her more. She was sad that he not only did not comfort her but also seemed annoyed by her crying.She closed her mouth and drew a deep breath before frantically wiping the tears off her face with the back of her hand. Why should she play along with the man? Why should she cry for him? He must be delighted that
Tanya's feelings were so obvious even an idiot could see them. Chris, however, was no idiot. So how could he be so blind to her feelings?Besides, Tanya wore her feelings on her sleeve. “So what?” Raising a brow, Chris asked. He did not look fazed. Feeling at a loss, Paige gritted her teeth in frustration. “You keep in touch with her and even took her out on a romantic dinner when she’s in love with you. You’re leading Tanya on and giving her the wrong idea. She’d think you’re interested in her,” Paige said angrily. “I have never given her that impression,” Chris said callously. Paige glared at him. Chris was a two-timing flirt. He enjoyed the chase, never turning down a beautiful woman.Only a player would enjoy the thrill of the chase, stringing another woman along without committing to anybody. “You’re a two-timer!” Paige yelled. Chris had no words. He looked at Paige, taken aback by the comment never made about him before. Was he two-timing? Technically, h
Chris could feel a certain area of his going soft. “I could also get a private investigator to find proof of your infidelity so I can get a share of your assets.” Chris had no words. “I might consider lacing your food with a slow-acting poison. You’ll grow weaker by the day until you die,” Paige said smugly. She believed her ideas were great. Paige planned to follow through with one of her plans if Chris were to rub her the wrong way. Chris scoffed in disdain. The girl was so naïve. “What are you laughing about?” Paige frowned. “You’ll be committing deliberate harm by taking away my manhood. Even if you have the luck to harm me, you can’t escape,” Chris said aloofly. “You talk about taking my assets by finding proof of infidelity. Sorry to break it to you, but the chances of that happening are slim. If I cheat, you’d never find proof because I’ll make sure to cover my tracks. Besides, my shares were assets before we married, so they have nothing to do with you. I have
Though, Paige had nothing to be worried about. As far as the story setting went, Chris should be going after her sister for revenge, not her. It was Sierra who hurt Chris, after all. Sierra was the female protagonist, while Paige was just a disposable supporting character caught between the domineering COO and the female protagonist. Paige sighed to herself. As a supporting character who could be sacrificed at any moment, Paige felt weary. “Go.” Chris’ voice interrupted Paige’s random thoughts. Paige did not know what to say. Where was she supposed to go? “Shower,” Chris said. Paige froze. He told her to shower. Was it a hint? No, it was not a hint. He was basically telling her right to her face. What was going through Chris’ mind? He was thinking about nude photography a moment ago, but now his mind had gone straight to the gutter. Chris had better things to do as the COO of the Jewell Group. He should be thinking about business and profits. Paige was
Paige was at a loss. She blinked and stared at Chris with a blushing face. Any minute now, the CCO would begin to punish her. Paige was nervous and afraid that the punishment would go on all night long. She might not make it through the night. “And that’s how I’d be poisoned,” Chris said. Paige was shocked. What did he mean? How did the conversation return to the topic of poisoning?She thought Chris would throw her onto the bed and unleash his wrath on her. Why was he talking about poison again? Paige was dumbstruck. She wondered if she was too dense to keep up with Chris’ train of thought. Chris claimed he would be poisoned just by kissing her. What did Chris take her for? Did Chris really think she was capable of poisoning him through a kiss?Chris curled his lips as Paige stared blankly at him with her Bambi eyes. She was not quite getting the point. Silly girl. “I think you should consider using skincare products with fewer chemicals,” Chris
Paige replied, “…I’m hungry.” Chris said, “Get up. Come have breakfast.” Paige only looked at Chris. She knew she had to get out of bed to eat. However, she was… How was she supposed to get out of bed? Although she and Chris were intimate with one another, she felt uncomfortable being bare around him. Chris’ eyes were on Paige as she sat still in bed, even though she had said she was hungry. Did Paige expect him to feed her? “Should I bring the food up and feed you?” Chris asked. Paige stared at Chris in shock. She quickly shook her head. No, no, no. She could not possibly have him feed her. Paige would lose her appetite. Still, what was Chris thinking? How did he come up with such a horrifying thing? “Why aren’t you getting up, then?” Chris asked. Paige looked at Chris with clenched teeth. Fine, she would get out of bed. She would show Chris how absurd he was. Paige bit the bullet, pulled open the covers, and got out of bed. She slipped past C