All Chapters of Married To My Arrogant Boss: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The sounds of water hitting tiles echoed through the massive bathroom as Jane stood in the middle, unmoving. Her mind was still trying to process the events that happened a few minutes ago with her arousal still evident. Jane reached up and touched her lips, the image of Liam kissing her still fresh in her mind. This time, they weren’t drunk and it was no mistake. She had seen the sheer hunger in Liam’s eyes but couldn’t understand why. Liam hated her–or so she tried to convince herself. She was sure that she wasn’t going to let Liam mess with her at work and play with her feelings. Letting out a sigh, Jane got out of the shower and walked into the room, ready to get prepared for the night. Her phone pinged on the bed and she walked forward to pick up her phone–but something caught her eye. A small, unfamiliar golden card laid on the bed and she bent to retrieve it. Staring at the letters, it read; “Let’s talk, Jane. Dinner should be ready by nine, I’ll be waiting for you.

The day passed quickly and Jane walked out of the building, her bags on her arm, still sulking. Ever since her encounter with Fiona, Jane had been feeling somewhat unhappy–mostly because Liam had heard the things she said and she hadn’t meant any of it. Yes, she was pissed, angry and jealous Fiona was right. Liam wasn’t hers and Jane knew she had to destroy whatever feelings she knew was growing for her fake husband. Letting out a sigh, she drove toward their home with one thing in mind; she was going to apologize. A few minutes later, Jane walked into Liam’s home and yet again, he was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. She’d never actually eaten a meal Liam made but it was impressive he knew how to cook. Liam made extravagant meals and she had never had the opportunity to praise him. It was admirable. Taking careful steps, she walked into the kitchen and Liam had his back to her, refusing to acknowledge her. “I… I got you some candies,” Jane spoke up, placing the box of sweet

It was already the next day. Jane scrambled around her room, trying to find her favourite flats. She had received a 6am panic call from Mark, which meant, their day was going to be busier than usual. Apparently, plans within the company has been leaked to the press and more scandals are coming. There seemed to be a rat among them and they’d been tasked to fish them out. Jane was going to speak with Liam about it, but for now, she needed to head to work and gather as many details as she could. After putting on her flats and straightening her suit jacket, Jane grabbed her bag and ran down the stairs—then paused. The smell of fresh bacon and eggs wafted through the air making her stomach grumble. ‘Liam’s making breakfast when his company is under media pressure?’ Jane thought. She decided she was going to confront Liam since he seemed not to care as much as his employees did. Jane walked into the kitchen, already prepared on what to say. But she paused again. It wasn’t just

Rainwater continued to beat against the closed windows as the sounds of storm and rain filled the kitchen. Jane had a drink in one hand and her phone in the other, staring out the clouded window, lost in thought. Work that day had been hectic for Jane and she had come back home with hope to speak with Liam. Not just to fish information about the state of his company or the discussions she had overheard during their trip, but just to… speak with him. Jane had to admit, she was beginning to get used to having Liam around. Tonight, Liam wasn’t home. Perry had informed Jane about the message he left earlier.. It was now past midnight, but he still hadn’t returned. She had no idea what to make of it. Trying not to worry too much seemed futile because couldn’t help it. Unless… “Fiona,” Jane finally muttered. It made some sense now. Liam could be out there having a good time with his ‘girlfriend’, while she stayed home worried about him. “Silly me,” Jane let out a breathy chuc

Jane blinked, trying to remain calm and indifferent as her heart shuddered inn her chest. “What do you mean?” Jane asked, carefully scanning Erica’s face. Erica simply sighed, reaching for the glass of water on the table, “I shouldn’t have said that, forget I did.” She said quietly. Jane narrowed her eyes. “Erica…”“I mean it, Jane. Just… don’t mind me.” Erica replied, brushing it off with an awkward laugh. Jane didn’t press further–for now. But she knew damn well she wasn’t going to forget either. Erica’s words had finally confirmed something was going on. ~~~It was early evening and the skies overheard darkened as the clouds rolled in. Jane hit the accelerator, her mind racing, unsure on what to think. She and Erica had a good time and Jane was beyond grateful for the time they had spent together. Even though Erica tried to brush it off, her words continued to ring at the back of Jane's mind. Was Erica referring to the picture she had seen? Jane suspected there was mor