บททั้งหมดของ The CEO’s Replacement Bride: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Aria’s POVI found Hailey in the kitchen tidying up. “Hailey,” I called out to her, and she flinched, turning around, looking startled. “Mrs, Cross.” “Hey, I’m really sorry about earlier. I didn’t even see you. I was just.” I paused, exhaling. “Mad, I’m really sorry about that.” She blinked at me for a second, then smiled softly. “It’s alright, really. Nothing broke.” “That’s not the point,” I muttered. “I still pushed you.” “It happens,” she shrugged lightly. “You seemed upset.” I let out a small laugh. “Yeah. That obvious?” “A little,” she said, trying to hide her smile. God. Even the staff can read me like a book. How embarrassing. “Still, I’m sorry,” I said again. “I forgive you,” she nodded. “Would you like something to eat?” “Not now, I’m really full”. “Okay, maybe later then?” She asked, and I nodded. I headed back to the bedroom, and for some reason, my brain thought it would be the perfect time to replay everything that happened today. From my so

Aria’s POV “Get dressed, you’re coming with me” I blinked, setting my phone down as I stared at Nathan, who was leaning on the door. “I’m sorry,” I said, sitting up straight. “Coming where exactly?” “To the office.” I let out a short laugh. “Oh, that’s funny.” “I’m not joking.” What is happening? “Wait, you’re serious?” “Yes” “Why exactly am I going to your office? Last time I checked, I don’t work there. Actually, I don’t work at all” He sighed, rubbing his hand through his hair. Okay, that was hot. You really need to get a grip on yourself, Aria. “I don’t like the idea of leaving you and Sophia in the same place” “The audacity,” I said, placing a hand over my chest. “You think I’m the problem?” His expression didn’t change. “I think both of you are problems.” “Wow” “Get dressed, Aria.” I sighed dramatically. “How sad. My own husband thinks I’m annoying.” “Don’t start” The drive was quiet. Not like awkward quiet but just calmly quiet. I

Aria’s POV The zipper slid shut, and I slumped, resting my back on the suitcase behind me. Paris. A whole week. With Nathan. I straightened slowly, glancing around the room. “Nathan?” I stepped out into the hallway, spotting one of the housekeepers passing by. “Um, have you seen Nathan?” She stopped politely. “Mr. Cross stepped out, Miss Aria. He said he’ll be back later tonight. He also asked that you have dinner and get some rest.” I frowned slightly. “He went out?” “Yes, Miss.” Huh. I nodded slowly. “Alright, thanks.” I went back into the room, closing the door behind me. I grabbed my phone off the bed, flopping down as I dialed Liam. He picked up on the second ring. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite person.” “Shut up,” I muttered, already smiling a little. “Guess where I’m going tomorrow.” “Where?” “Paris.” There was a pause. Then, “Sorry, what?” “Paris,” I repeated. “With Nathan.” “I’m sorry, did you hit your head or something?” I rolled

Aria’s POV From the bedroom, I heard the door click open and heels clicked across the living room. Sophia was here. Oh, this is gonna be good. “Care to explain why on earth I found this place completely decorated?” Nathan asked, his voice stern, and you could hear the obvious frustration in it. “I, I don’t know what you mean.” Sophia stammers. If I wanted to watch and enjoy this, I had to see it with my own two eyes. I crept out of the bedroom and peeked my head out a little from the hallway where I was hiding. “You booked a honeymoon suite.” “Oh, that, it was just a mistake I must have gotten it all wrong.” She tried to touch his arm, but Nathan pulled away. I couldn’t help the little laugh that came out of me. Sophia snapped her head towards where I was hiding. Nathan called out to me, “Come out of there.” Shit, busted. “Hello,” I said to Sophia. “I don’t want to have this conversation in front of Aria,” Sophia said, glaring at me. “It’s happening an

Aria’s POV Now we were seated at the restaurant, placing our orders. “And for you, miss?” The waitress asked, turning to Sophia. Sophia smiled and turned to Nathan, giving him the cringiest look I’ve ever seen. It looked like she was trying to pull off a puppy dog look. “I’ll have whatever he’s having.” “Pasta?” The waiter confirmed, and just as Sophia was about to nod in response, Nathan cut in. “I thought you said you want to cut off carbs for the runway.” Shaking her head, she gives a nervous laugh, “Silly me, please make that just a salad and a bottle of wine.” “Okay, I’ll be back with your orders.” The waiter said and then left. I loved the atmosphere of the restaurant. slow music playing, and the smell of good food is definitely my type of vibe. And it was room temperature! I cannot stress this enough, but I hate being too cold or too hot. “Oh my, Nathan?” I heard a voice call out, and I turned around to see a girl looking at Nathan. She looked sixt