All Chapters of Wife for Hire: Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Please, Wisdom. Let’s meet in a coffee shop.”Richard’s text message prompts her to wake up early at six in the morning. Denver was still sleeping tightly—his bare chest facing her.She too was naked. Her breasts and her cave were swollen due to his rough taking last night. Wisdom hasn’t enjoyed much as she was busy tending her emotions and her thoughts of her being a paid—‘Cut it out, Wisdom!’ She scolded herself. ‘Just do this job well and he will also reward you well.’She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Wisdom then took a nice, warm bath at the shower. She was about to wear a plain t-shirt and blue jeans when her eyes suddenly caught that cobalt blue dress.‘It’s not so bad to wear a revealing dress,’ she thought to herself.Since the coffee shop is just a few walking distance to the condo, Wisdom decided to walk there—all by herself.People

Wisdom's POV“Where are you going, honey?”Honey. That’s weird. She never called me that.“I’ll be sleeping now,” I replied.Denver Giordano’s eyes narrowed again. “It’s just eleven in the evening.”“I’m already sleepy.” Then I slowly walked to the bedroom.“Didn’t you forget to do something?” he asked.“No. I did not.”He smiled, like a man of flesh and fire—eager to devour me in any second like I was just some cold, naked wood in the forest.“You have forgotten to do one thing, Wisdom Linnea Weisz.”“Oh?” I said. “Then what did I forget to do?”Wrapping his hand around his upright tower, chest glinting with his sweat, he smirked at me.“You forgot to do me,” Denver purred.***Denver’s POV

Francine’s POVRealization and guilt had never hit me hard until now.I guess it’s true then, that regret always waits at the end—not at the beginning.Crying had been my breakfast, weeping had been my lunch, and sobbing was my dinner. Wailing and bawling in my room is enough to fill my empty heart as my midnight snack.Wisdom is my first bestfriend. But it was lust who had torn me away from her, from her heart. I realized today that I never loved the men I have been with. It was only their body that I saw as my need and want, nothing more.Being rich does not entirely bring you happiness. Even if I have a myriad of money, still, I haven’t yet found a man that will wholly show me what it is to have utter, pure happiness. Like how Mr. Giordano showed Wisdom.I cannot hide the fact—and I wouldn’t deny either—that I am not jealous. I am envious of them two. For my bestfriend, who I

PresentDenver’s POV Back then, it was Richard. Now, she’s calling Gerry several times.Is it really her nature to talk to the past? To the people who had been part of her past? I am her present—and her future, if only I let my heart decide.But this is too much. Envy is filling my soul as if it’s the water and I am the glass, half-full and half-empty at the same time.Wisdom is taking a bath. She left her phone on our bed. Her phone rang and it just stopped after seconds, turns out Wisdom missed a call from Gerry Grace.I was about to pick it up, to answer it. But…it seems that a conversation with a man-to-man is less thrilling since I can only punch the air and not the face of Gerry Grace. I have fired him from my company and I just heard the news that he’s now working in one of the company’s competitors.Truly, he wants to piss me off

Wisdom’s POV“Denver…” I sang his name between my lips.But the hot devil just gave me a wolfish grin. “Ever since you became the moon of my gloomy night, I knew you will be my morning star ever since.”“Denver…” Tears are now rolling down my face. He grabbed my right hand and brought it closer to his face.“I can't imagine growing old with anyone else, nor do I want to. From the moment I beheld the gorgeous face of a lass who bumped into me, I know you're the only one I want to share the rest of my life with.”“Denver, I ca—“Looking around, the people started taking pictures and videos at us. I can’t help but cry. Cry with tears of delight. I cry…for I know that these tears of a woman being proposed will only shed for once in a lifetime.“The story of our love is only beginning. Why don't we write our own happy ending, my Wisdom? For you are my princess and I am your king. And the moment you'll say yes is the moment that I'll see my Queen Wisdom walking down the aisle in a white wed