All Chapters of Contract Marriage With My Ex's Boss: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Levi's POV The only sound that fills the small, nondescript, cream-colored office is the relentless ticking of the clock on the desk. It's so loud and grating that I'm starting to think that it was put here specifically to test patients' patience. The room itself is sterile, designed to feel welcoming but failing miserably. Everything is white, except for the desk, chairs, and bookshelf. Technically, the bookshelf is also white, but I don’t count it - at least the books add some color. "So you claim you don't have any feelings for her?" My therapist asks, breaking the silence. 'Why does she keep asking me that?' She's been fixated on my relationship with Hailey ever since I slipped up and unintentionally blurted out how insufferable she is. What she doesn’t seem to grasp is - why would I use that word if I actually had feelings for her? She watches me over the rim of her tiny wire-framed glasses, waiting. I lean into the arm of the chair, meeting her stare. She sigh

Hailey's POV Levi holds the car door open for me as we arrive at a modest-looking restaurant. I step out, still irritated about the compliment he'd given me earlier. I don’t thank him, maintaining the same silence we had on the drive over. The valet takes his keys, and as we approach, the doorman pulls the entrance open for us. For somewhere Levi has described as "not too fancy," the place certainly gives off that extremely fancy vibe. With tables set for two, a live band playing soft music in the corner, and guests who look like they each have at least one yacht to their name. The men wear tailored suits, while the women glide through the room in elegant dresses, their hair styled to perfection like they’ve just stepped off a magazine cover. Gold balloons fill the empty spaces on the floor and walls, making it clear there's something else happening here... like a celebration of some sort. My stomach tightens.And once again, I find myself facing the consequences of trusting

Levi's POV I pull into the garage and step out to open the door for Hailey. She fell asleep almost as soon as we started driving back. I’d expected the conversation to continue, maybe even get to know each other a little more. Instead, things ended abruptly, and I let myself get too comfortable - making things awkward in the process. I sigh and shake her shoulder lightly. "Hey, we’re here. Wake up." She mumbles something incoherent, shifting to her side - then promptly smacks me in the face. I huff, rubbing my jaw. "Hailey, we're home." 'Home.' Sounds kinda nice. I've never seriously considered settling down - outside the pressure from my father - but I guess the thought of starting a family and having a home with someone I love, is strangely appealing. She stirs slightly, her lashes fluttering open before her eyes squeeze shut again. "Go away, Jake," she mumbles, swatting at my hand. I freeze. 'Jake.' If I remember correctly, her mum mentioned the name th

Hailey's POV Matt picks on the second ring. "Babes, you got married to your baby daddy and you didn't fucking bother to tell me?!" He whisper-yells to me over the phone. Whispers because he's probably at work, and doesn't want to call attention to himself. I fetch my plate from the microwave and get the coffee I'd been brewing, then walk back to where'd been sitting. "I was going to tell you, but everything just blew over. It was meant to be a secret, but we both don't know how it got leaked, " I reply, picking up my phone from the table. Matt frowns, then shakes his head slowly. "Still, you should've told me immediately after it was out. I know we haven't known each other for long, but I expected a certain level of loyalty, babes." I feel a pang of guilt, for not telling him and making him feel like I don't consider him a close enough friend. And because I'm still keeping something away from him. I sigh, taking a sip of my coffee. "I'm sorry. If I had any control ov

Hailey's POV I'd barely woken up from sleep before I heard the sound of Levi's car driving in. I'd intended to take a short nap, but ended up getting knocked out for four hours. And the funny thing is I feel even more tired than I was when I went to sleep. "Hailey? Are you home?" I hear the faint sound of Levi's voice asking from the living room. With a groan that stretches into a yawn, I push myself off the bed, heading toward his voice. "Hi," I mumble, leaning against the wall opposite him, arms crossed. "Hi." His gaze sweeps over my face, concern crossing his eyes. "Did I wake you?" he asks, a guilty edge to his tone. I shake my head. "You didn't. I was awake before you came home." "Okay." I move past him to sit on the couch. He follows after, plopping down beside me and loosening his tie with an exhausted sigh. I arch an eyebrow. "Long day?" "Yeah," he replies, rubbing the back of his neck. "Trying to nail this building contract. They're being difficult