All Chapters of Married To My Richest Client: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Hayes's thumb brushed over her knuckles. “Will you promise me one thing?” Ysa narrowed her eyes. “What?” “After this contract ends, don't go back to that life.” She simply stared at him, almost laughing Excuse me? Of all the things this bastard could ask her, this was what he had chosen? Ysa had to fight the urge to put her hands on her hips. She had already left that life. Three years ago. She had walked away from it and never once gone back. Not when things became difficult. Not when money became tight. Not when she was exhausted and scared and had no idea how she was going to raise a child on her own. She had left. And she was rather proud of herself for that. As if I need you to tell me. Her stubborn little pride immediately rose to defend itself. I already decided that three years ago, thank you very much. She almost told him. She almost said, Don't worry, Hayes. I haven't been that woman for years. But then the thought of Dior stopped her. Because if she

Ysa hurried under the spray, rushing because Hayes had told her they were leaving for the office in an hour, soap and water sliding fast over her skin as she scrubbed and rinsed. She did not notice the door had swung open behind her. She was reaching for the towel when she felt the air shift, and turning fast she saw Hayes standing there, completely naked, filling the doorway, broad and hard and all male, his eyes locked on hers.She gasped, arms flying up to cover herself, stepping back until her shoulder hit the wet tile. “Hayes... what are you doing. Get out!”He stepped inside and shut the door behind him. “You didn’t lock it.”“This is my bathroom... we are supposed to be going —” She pushed at his chest, but he didn’t budge, solid as a wall, and she felt the heat of him rising off him in waves. “Go get dressed. We will be late.”“Let them wait.” He caught her wrists and pulled them away from her body, holding her hands gently but firm at her sides, drinking in every inch of her

Ysa could feel Hayes beside her, solid and composed, while she sat there trying not to touch the wrong document or breathe too loudly. She had never been in a room like this before, surrounded by people who could discuss millions as casually as other people discussed dinner. Eventually, she lifted her head.“You do not know me yet. That is true. But you will.” She placed her hands flat against the table. “I will learn this business. I will stand beside him. I will not bring shame to this name. And I will work harder than anyone in this room to prove I belong here.”For a moment, no one answered. Several board members exchanged looks across the table, as though they were silently deciding whether her words deserved a response. Ysa resisted the urge to lower her eyes again. She knew she was being judged. She could feel it in the way some of them watched her, waiting for her to stumble over the wrong word or reveal that she had no idea what she was doing.Celeste kept her eyes on Ysa fo

Ysa could not stop thinking about what she had just heard.Was all of this planned?Had Celeste brought Vivienne here because she was one of the women on that list? Or had Hayes's mother actually succeeded in finding the woman she believed was right for him?Ysa stood there for a moment, staring at nothing.She hated how quickly her mind started putting things together. The list. Vivienne. The way Celeste watched them. The way Vivienne acted around Hayes as if she already knew exactly how to get his attention.She took a slow breath and went back to the living room.She found an empty seat and sat down, trying to make herself comfortable. She fixed the edge of her dress, crossed her legs, and looked around the room as if she had nothing to worry about.But she was looking for Hayes.Her eyes moved across the room until she found him.He was with Vivienne again.Ysa looked away almost immediately.She told herself she was not bothered. She did not need to watch them. She did not need t

“Where is your wife, my dear grandson?” Elora repeated, looking directly at Hayes.Before Hayes could answer, someone moved from the crowd.Ysa looked up.Vivienne Vergara stepped forward.She had a small smile on her face, almost shy, as she walked out from where she had been standing with her family. For a second, nobody said anything.Then people started looking at each other.A few guests smiled.Someone near the front nodded.Then the whispers started.“Vivienne? Heir of Vergara lines?”“Of course.”“I knew it.”“She makes sense.”The whispers spread quickly around the ballroom. More people turned toward Vivienne, and the mood in the room began to change. What had started as confusion turned into excitement. People started smiling. A few guests began clapping.Then more joined.The applause grew louder.Ysa just stared at her.What?She looked at Vivienne, then at Hayes.No. Ysa's chest tightened. They think she's his wife.She swallowed hard.They actually think she's his wife.