บททั้งหมดของ His Temporary Wife: A Billionaire’s Tempting Deal: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

~Lucy’s Pov~ It's been three months since the contract, and I got married to Drey a month later. After the first dinner with his family and my conversation with Julian, I couldn't bring myself to tell Drey that his father already knew it was a fake wedding. Watching him fake being in love with me in front of his dad always makes me uncomfortable. I usually get scared because I'm caught up in the middle. But after the wedding, things became even more difficult. From going to one business meeting to becoming the most talked about couple on social media. We were able to portray a good relationship in public, but behind closed doors, we were total strangers. I remember when I went to a gala with Drey for the first time. It was more complex than I had anticipated, his arms around me throughout the event. Faking up stories about how we met and fell in love. But despite his kind gestures, I could see the emptiness in his eyes. It has been exhausting, I don't have the freedom to go any

~Drey’s Pov~Wait… what?” My brows shot up, my heart thudding in disbelief.“You told him? How the hell did he find out?” I asked, over and over, like the words might change.Lucy shifted nervously, her voice barely a whisper. “It was… that night at dinner. He figured it out right away. But he told me to stay quiet. I—I was scared, Drey.”My chest tightened, I didn't want to believe what I heard. So she and my dad had been watching me fool around all these while? My eyes widened. “So all this time, you've been fooling me? ” My voice rose, sharp and cold. “God, you’re so stupid! Do you even realize what this means? He knows. He knows everything.”“Now, he has you at the tip of his fingers—waiting patiently for you to do something wrong, and then— crush you.”Lucy flinched, blinking multiple times. Her face was laced with guilt in every inch.Abigail just stared, her mouth covered with her palm in disbelief, her face was pale, and it was hard for her to take it all in. Her eyes drifted

ANDREAAndrea hadn't worn heels in a long time. The last time was for her father’s funeral. But today—today was a special day. It was the day her company’s products got to be in the market for the first time. Andrea had worked on this product for years now. It was a newly developed heart valve. She couldn’t help but remember the nights she found it difficult to sleep. The multiple grant rejections, the way different companies laughed at her pitch every time she presented the idea? She was just a young woman drowning in student debt. Andrea decided to do something for a change on her own, but funding was her obstacle. But today felt like a kick back. A huge one. She had almost lost hope until she partnered with a big pharmaceutical company that helped fund the project.“This is your day, Andrea,” she said with enthusiasm written all over her face. After her father died from heart valve failure, she was left with a new dream: developing a safer, better heart valve. She wasn’t just

DREYShe hadn’t called.The champagne in my hand had gone warm, much like the conversations swirling around me—loud, but meaningless.It had been a week since the gala—one week and I couldn't stop longing for her to reach out. She was a special kind of beautiful—someone who spoke with dignity and honesty. I wanted her.Aria Gerit.I had tried to make myself feel it didn't matter, that she was just another woman with polished confidence and something to prove. But everything about her was attractive. Her tone, her smile, her scent. The thought of her in my bed made things even more tense for me. But none of it would mean anything if she doesn't reach out. I would never chase after a woman. But a part of me—one I didn’t often listen to—had hoped she would.Some part of me had wished I’d collected her number also. This felt like a challenge to me. Clink. Clink. Clink.The soft ringing of glasses snapped me out of it.Heads turned as the room fell into a respectful stillness. An olde

ARIA’s POV~Two weeks later~It’s been two weeks since I met Drey at the party. We have been talking and it was obvious he had fallen for me. I just needed to seal it off and do something fast after my encounter with my former secretary that night. I couldn’t risk getting cut. “Hello, ma’am, Welcome and how may I help you?” A receptionist asked me as I walked and stood in front of her. I took off my glasses with my left hand and put them in my bag. I lifted my head to look around the reception before turning my attention towards her. “I’m here to see Mr Drey Jackson,” I responded with a smile. “Okay ma’am, do you have an appointment with him?” She asked politely, returning the smile. I let out a slight chuckle. “I don’t need one. You could just call him to tell him I’m here.” “Sorry ma’am but he’s busy right now.” She muttered.I gave her a cold look and without saying another word she quickly picked up the telephone to call him. “Hel…hello sir. There is someone here to see y