All Chapters of The CEO I Ruined: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Din." She whispered, still struggling to release herself from his hold. "Mr. Cooper?"He grumbled and turned to the other side.Jessie froze. His grip loosened. Then fell away.She breathed a sigh of relief and slipped free from his side. Her heart was still racing. How much alcohol did he consume that he didn't even notice someone was on him?"Jessie."She went rigid.He moaned her name. Soft, slurred, unconscious. She turned to look at him. His back was to her. Still sleeping."Why are you making me think about you?"He rolled back toward her. His eyes stayed closed. His breathing stayed deep. Jessie should have moved away. Should have walked out the door and never looked back. Instead, she leaned in.She didn't know why. Her body moved before her mind could stop it. It felt like a magnet had locked onto her chest—pulling, pulling, pulling—drawing her closer to him inch by inch.His breath ghosted across her lips.Stop. She didn't stop. And before she realized it, her lips met his

"When Will and I talked last night—after he brought Din home—he seemed like a decent guy," Jessie finally said.Taylor got up from the couch and stood in front of Jessie, looking down at her. "I've said enough about myself. I want to hear your story."Jessie waved a hand. "It's nothing big. I was just thinking about where I want to go on the honeymoon with Din. Then something came to mind."Taylor's brow furrowed. "Honeymoon? What am I missing?""His grandfather has decided to retire from the business."Taylor's face lit up. "That's wonderful. You'll finally be rid of him." Then she stopped. Her eyes searched Jessie's face. "Or... don't you want to be?"Jessie looked away. "It's not that simple."Taylor sat back down, slower this time. Her voice dropped. "Please don't tell me you've already fallen for him. Remember—this is business. He's in love with someone else.""Nonsense." Jessie's head snapped up. "I'm not in love with him."She wasn't. She felt sympathy for him. That was all. Not

"But..." Bev paused, thinking. "That makes a lot of sense." She finally agreed. "So I'm the odd one, and Jessie isn't?" She scoffed. "I'll just have to call her weird.""And why is that?""Because she is a weirdo. She's unpredictable. No one even knew about her and Marco's breakup." Bev crossed her arms. "So yeah. She's a weirdo."Sierra locked her focus on Bev. "Maybe she doesn't want to talk about it. That doesn't make her a weirdo."Jessie walked out of her room and stepped into the living room. "I'm going to the porch. I need some fresh air," she said. Bev looked at Sierra and raised an eyebrow. "See what I mean? Weirdo."Sierra turned to Jessie. "But, if you join us, it will be a lot of fun." She tossed the pad to the couch."If you don't focus, you're going to die," Bev screamed, her eyes snapping back to the game."I need fresh air. I'm not interested in your games.""Alright, Jessie. Do what you want." Sierra returned her attention to the screen.Jessie walked away from them,

"We're getting vegetables and ingredients," Taylor said.Jessie stood up. "What for?"Taylor held up a hand. "Relax. You're going to cook a meal for your husband. That's what a wife does."Jessie opened her mouth to argue, but Taylor cut her off."I know there are servants. I know they do the cooking. But as a wife, you still have to do some things. That's your responsibility—fake marriage or not.""You're insane." Jessie shook her head.Taylor extended her hand toward her friend. Jessie reached for it."Not your hand." Taylor pulled back. "Money."Jessie blinked. "I don't have any more money. We already spent everything on this." She gestured to their shopping bags.Taylor frowned. "In your purse. The black unlimited card.""I don't have a black—"Jessie gasped. She grabbed her purse and opened it. Her fingers found the card. She pulled it out and stared at it, then looked up at Taylor."How did you know I had a black card? I never told you." Jessie's eyes narrowed.Taylor shrugged.

"Mrs. Cooper." Din's eyes left Bev and returned to Jessie. "Are you aware of how much I hate you?" He nodded, a little bitter laugh escaped him, then snapped back to a serious expression—a deep frown. "You're putting in too much effort. It's exhausting." He pointed to the food on the table. "You're trying so hard to win my favor. But it will never work.""Alright, that's enough." Bev stepped between them. "Is this why you came to this house? To be treated like this by this man?" She gestured at Din. "If you're not happy, Jessie, let's leave. Marco was already cruel to you. You don't have to put up with this because of Mom and me."She grabbed Jessie's hand, but Jessie snatched it back. She turned and walked away crying.Din stood there, frozen. A strange sensation crawled up his spine and settled behind his ribs. It was uncomfortable, like shame, but harder. He didn't want to call it guilt. He didn't want to call it anything.But he couldn't ignore the way his stomach had dropped the