All Chapters of Falling for my Fake Husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Work had been taking a lot of Scott’s time lately, especially since he now had to juggle it between helping Florence with the wedding planning and taking care of the journalists and the press trying to get an official statement from him.In the meantime, he also couldn’t stop thinking about what his life would become as a married man. He had been spending a bit more time with Florence since a lot of the decisions had to be made together. They also spent some time introducing their closest friends to each other, and that led to a few enjoyable occasions, where they’d drink together and just talk about plans for the future.Of course, none of that was true. They were faking it. But deep down, he started to realize he really wanted all of it to become reality. He was getting used to the idea of having Florence in his life, and he didn’t know how to feel about it.That’s why he decided to call Brian and invite him to go out for a drink. Scott wasn’t in the mood to try to interpret his fee

Florence’s hands couldn’t stop shaking while she waited to get out of the car. Her father’s car was parked at Noah’s mansion garage, from where she’d start her bridal walk toward the improvised little altar they had settled for the ceremony to take place.She hadn’t seen how everything turned out, but she trusted that the people they hired would do a great job at fulfilling her dreams and ideas. A small number of family members and close friends were invited, and of course, she didn’t know all the guests yet, but that wasn’t what was concerning her.It was finally her wedding day. A lot of emotions were suffocating her while waiting anxiously in the car as many thoughts ran through her mind at that moment. The fact that Florence had always dreamed about marrying her Prince Charming, and now she was marrying someone that looked and acted exactly like one, but she knew that wouldn’t be enough was one of them.Life had other plans for her, and she had decided to accept it, but it wasn’t

The pounding in Florence’s head woke her up, and it took a while for her to remember where she was and what happened before she went to bed.Shame took over her completely as flashes of her making a move on Scott came back to her as clear as the water outside of her window.She stayed in her bed for a few minutes, just staring at the beautiful view outside, trying to gather courage to get up and stare at Scott after her shameful behavior.However, there was no way out. They were on a trip together, and unless she wanted to pack her things and leave, she’d have to find a way to face him and apologize for how she acted.With that thought in mind, Florence tossed her legs out of the bed and went straight to the bathroom, getting in the shower and feeling the cold water wake her up completely.She had to be at least presentable when she faced him. She didn’t want him to think she was always like that when she drank. He had seen her in other situations where she had a drink or two, but neve

Florence’s mind was still dizzy when she woke up the next morning with the rays of sunshine coming through the window. It took her a minute to understand why her body was so sore when she stretched herself, then a storm of images from the previous night took over her mind.She didn’t have much time to reminisce about how incredible it was to spend the night with Scott, because he showed up at the door at that moment carrying a tray with the most delicious and tempting food she could ever wish for after the night she had.She was starving and she thanked Scott for being so sweet with her, bringing her breakfast in bed, and waking her up in a way a true queen deserved.“Good morning, sunshine,” he said with the most beautiful smile on his face. Florence didn’t need to see herself in a mirror to know she had the same smile on her face as well. “I'm assuming you had a great night of sleep?” he teased, putting a strawberry in her mouth.She didn’t know if she was still intoxicated with all

“Hey, did something happen?” she asked, sitting up in the bed.“What are you doing?” Scott asked, confusion clear in his voice.“What do you mean?” Florence frowned.“Why are you sleeping here?” he took a step forward, entering the room.Florence swallowed, finding it hard to think of a good answer to give him now. She knew why she made that decision when she went to that bedroom, but now it sounded stupid even in her mind.“I thought…”“You thought what?” Scott continued, getting closer to her. His steps were hard on the floor, and Florence could clearly see his face now that he was so close to the light. He looked really pissed.“I thought this was my room. Isn’t it? We’re supposed to be living a fake marriage, aren’t we?”Scott scoffed, clearly in disbelief.“Are you kidding me right now? So, what was all that about? We basically spent every night together and slept in the same bed,” he pointed out incredulously. Florence could very well be punched in the stomach and it wouldn’t h