Todos os capítulos de My 90-day Marriage to my Ex-boss: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

"Get your hands off her. Now."Everything stopped.The receptionist froze.The security guards immediately let go of me.I closed my eyes tightly.Ashamed.Humiliated.Did being poor mean people could treat me like this?"It's okay. I got you."I knew that voice.My eyes flew open."Esme?"She rushed toward me."What are you doing here?"Before she answered, she slipped off her jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders.Only then did I notice the man standing behind her.John.August's head of security, with a few others standing behind him.My stomach twisted.How were they here?Esme's expression darkened."John tracked the accounts bullying you online and ended up here"She glanced toward the blonde woman.Then she smiled coldly."When he told me, I decided to come with him."Her gaze landed on the blonde."To slap some senses into Maddie Reynolds."The girl visibly paled.

After dinner, we got back into the car.I thought we were heading home.Instead, Esme stopped in front of a nightclub."Esme?"I looked at her."I thought we were going home.""We are."She grinned."Eventually."I groaned."We had a big dinner. We need to dance it off.""Seriously?"She laughed."I mean, look at you."Her eyes swept over me dramatically."You look beautiful tonight. You should let the world appreciate you."I rolled my eyes."I think you have to be the only sister-in-law who wants other men gawking at her brother's wife.""Oh?"She smirked."Now you're claiming him as your husband?""You know what I mean."I felt my cheeks warm.She laughed."I was teasing."I settled back into my seat.“Besides, like you said before, August and you are only husband and wife on paper.”Nobody here knew that."Come on, we'll stay for only thirty minutes" Esme said."Tw

The Winslow mansion was already awake by the time I arrived.One of the maids looked up the moment I stepped inside."Good morning, Mr. Thorne."She offered a polite smile."You just missed Mr. and Mrs. Winslow by a few minutes. But if you're here to see them, I can let them know you're waiting.""No."I took off my sunglasses."I'm here to see Violet."The smile on her face faltered."Y-Yes, sir. I'll go get her.""There won't be any need."I was already walking toward the staircase."I know where her room is."The maid quickly stepped aside.My footsteps echoed through the quiet hallway as I made my way to her door.I knocked once.Then again."Come in."I pushed the door open.Violet was sitting by her vanity, brushing her hair.The moment she saw me, her eyes widened.She immediately stood."August?"She frowned."What are you doing here?"I shut the door behind me."You know exactly why I'm here."Her expression hardened."What the fuck was that stunt your friend pulled with Gene

"Genesis?" I asked, convinced I'd misheard him."Yes, sir."I stared at John."The last time she worked with you, we barely had any complaints. Things got done faster."He paused."And it'll be a win-win situation."Then he lowered his voice."This way, you can keep her close.""No."The answer came too quickly.No.She wasn't the same person she used to be.And neither was I.Deep down, I already knew what the real problem was.I'd started getting too curious about her.It was bad enough that we were living under the same roof.Now you wanted us to work together too?We'd practically be around each other twenty-four hours a day.No.I needed some distance.Especially now that I was confused.Still...John had made a valid point.If she worked here, I could keep an eye on her.I could protect her from Violet.From the rest of the world.But that wasn't even the biggest problem.

I couldn't sleep in this dress. I mean... the worst thing he could do was say no. I squeezed my eyes shut. After several painfully awkward seconds of silence, I forced the words out. "I need you to help me get undressed." For a moment, he just stared at me. His eyes widened. Well... That was a reaction too. "The zipper got stuck," I said quickly, my words tumbling over each other. "I've been trying to get it down for over an hour, but I can't." "Oh." He cleared his throat. "Okay... sure." I stepped aside, opening the door wider for him. The moment he walked in, I regretted it. Shopping bags covered half the floor. Shoe boxes were stacked against the wall. Clothes I'd been sorting were scattered across the bed and ottoman. There was barely enough room for either of us to walk. Before the silence became any more awkward, I rushed to explain. "Esme went a little crazy yesterday." I gave a nervous laugh. "I was putting everything away when I d