All Chapters of She's Trouble: His Bride with a Dollar Sign: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"You didn't need to cut your trip for me." His wife said while she sat uneasily in the passenger seat as he drove her back to the resort from exploring the caves."I could have looked for a way back to the villa by myself, or I..." But Isaac did not let her finish.He thought her health was more important than his business at the moment. After all, she was his responsibility while they were on this trip.Even though this was a fake marriage, in the eyes of the public, she was still his wife."That's ok, Charlie. I think I've already seen enough anyway." He did not mind leaving early, even if they did not finish checking all the caves. "Besides, you need to rest that foot."Although the medic had already applied some cold compression and first aid to her injured ankle, he still wanted her to stop putting pressure on it."I'm sorry. I did not wish to be such a burden." She turned toward him, looking contrite for what had happened. "But if you have other plans, just drop me off at the vil

Fuck it!He could only think of one person who could be behind this. Who else would have the nerve to mess with him and his wife?He believed his friends would never dare pull a stupid prank like this on him. Not even his enemies would be brave enough to challenge him. Surely, they would not want to be on his bad side. Therefore, it could only be this man as his eyes landed on the newcomer who had just joined him in the room.No one except him, his meddling father."Dad, what did you do?" He believed his father had his fingerprints all over this entire fiasco.First, he thought about the unexpected issue with their accommodation that had forced them to transfer into a one-bedroom villa.He believed the timing was suspicious. Then, this."Spiking our drink?" It was not just a question but more like an accusation. "... with an aphrodisiac?" His tone sounded incredulous, stunned that his father could do such a thing."What were you thinking?" He could tell that he was right about his as

"I knew I'd find you here." The mockery was evident in his unexpected guest's voice as he joined him in his office in the middle of the night. "Burning the midnight oil." His uninvited guest strode into his office without waiting for an invitation, taking the liberty of pouring himself a drink at his mini bar and another glass. "I see." Again, with the taunting tone. Still, he never bothered looking up from the papers before him as his eyes focused on the numbers that had been bothering him for the last few hours. "What do you want, Ivan?" He finally asked as his friend slid the glass of scotch across the sleek surface of his desk, clearly intent on disrupting him to catch his attention. Frankly, he thought he would be alone by this time. He remembered sending everyone else home early. Therefore, it was surprising to see his friend this late in the night. "I've been calling you, but you don't seem to notice." Ivan declared as he took a vacant seat across his desk. "Or have you

"Goodnight, Joe!" He nodded at the doorman as he entered his apartment building. He had known the older man since he had bought this place. The penthouse suite had been a place to sleep and bathe when he had to stay late at the main office of their company in the city.But this past two weeks, it had been his home."It's almost morning, but I hope you still get some rest, Isaac." The charming, aging man said affectionately as he closed the door gently behind him.The years he had known Joe had made them close. He even listened to several great life stories of his good old friend on their favorite bench at the nearby park."I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Joe." But he doubted if he would get any shuteye.It was indeed late as he glanced at his watch. In less than two hours, the sky would open up to the break of dawn. Then, the world would reset to a new day.However, in the corporate world, there was no such thing as day or night. No one kept track of whether it was a weekday or a week

"I'm only doing this for the company." That was his excuse as he drove his expensive sports car into his usual parking spot."I can't give the Board any reason to doubt me." Again, with his justifications, he reminded himself of what his father said."Yeah, keep telling yours that." Ivan's words did not help either. Suddenly, he regretted confiding in his friend about his plans.Nonetheless, he could not ignore that his friend held some truth in his words. He doubted if he was fooling himself with all his attempts to defend his actions.But what else could be his reason aside from fulfilling the contract? He could think of several, but one stood out. Now, the question remained."Fuck it, Isaac. Are you fucking serious?" He questioned his levelheadedness. Usually, he could think straight without second-guessing his decisions.But since he had agreed to this marriage, it felt like he had been bending and compromising at every turn to his father's will. He was a man who prided himself on