Todos los capítulos de Wife on Paper, Enemy in Bed: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Days passed, and Montserrat found herself spending more time with her friends again. That afternoon, the girls had dragged her out for a day of shopping, determined to make up for all the time she had spent buried in family problems.“It’s been a while since we’ve seen this side of you, Montserrat,” Angela teased, pulling Montserrat closer.“It’s not every day I get this blessed.” Montserrat twirled between the racks. “My father is doing great, my mum is finally getting some rest, and I have such wonderful friends who wouldn’t leave. And the best thing of all—”“Aaron,” they all said in unison.“I have you guys!” she laughed, too loud. The sound died in her throat and her smile slipped. “Why did you guys say Aaron?”“We thought—”“Do you guys think I like him in that type of way?”“No, we were just guessing,” Angela said quickly. “Um... don’t be angry.”“I’m not.” Montserrat sighed. “It’s just that I’m grateful he was by my side the entire time, but I haven’t developed feelings for hi

The De’Armas restaurant was busier than usual, with most of the tables occupied and the low hum of conversations filling the elegant dining room. Servers moved between tables with trays in hand, while the warm lighting gave the restaurant its usual polished but welcoming atmosphere.Aaron sat at the corner table in his dark shirt, one hand resting beneath his chin, a mouth curved when he spotted Montserrat approaching.Montserrat stepped out of the kitchen, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face.“Sorry I had to keep you waiting. I still need to work a little bit.”“You should take a bit of rest,” Aaron said, straightening in his seat.“Maybe when I’m done with everything,” she replied, then glanced around the restaurant before her eyes darted toward the door and finally settled on him again. “Your sis…”“They got stuck in traffic. They might appear late, but don’t worry. Even if they don’t make it, we get to have dinner alone.”His smile widened.“I’m joking.”She gave hi

The question brought a hint of awkwardness between Aaron and Montserrat.They had both hesitated. They'd already rehearsed what to tell people who asked this particular question, especially those who didn't know the entire setup was fake.“We actually met at a vacation spot in Santorini,” Montserrat answered for both of them, her eyes briefly meeting Aaron's to make sure her answer aligned with what they'd agreed on.“Where?” Daniel asked, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Don't mind me asking. I always get people asking me that same question whenever I'm with Victoria, and our story isn't nearly as romantic as some people's.”His eyes moved between Victoria and Montserrat.“That's because we had more of a teacher-and-student relationship at first. Our first meeting was when I joined his culinary school,” Victoria explained.“What year was that? You two seem like you've known each other for a long time,” Montserrat asked.Victoria quickly linked her arm through Daniel's.“Do we?” sh

Aaron breathed out slowly and returned to his room, intending to continue his nap. But as soon as he stepped inside, his eyes landed on his phone on the bed.He hesitated before reaching for it.He wanted to call Montserrat. He wanted to know if she was alright and why she hadn't returned home.The thought of her alone somewhere after everything that had happened kept nagging at him.Aaron picked up his phone and frowned when he saw five missed calls from Rebecca.He had been too occupied with his father to notice them.Then he saw the text she'd sent afterward.“We need to talk. I’m coming over.”Aaron groaned loudly and tossed the phone back onto the bed before burying his head into his pillow.Of all the things he needed to deal with right now, Rebecca was the last one he wanted.He picked up his phone again and typed a reply.“I’m not home right now, and Montserrat isn’t here either. Whatever you need to talk about, it’ll have to wait.”He sent the message and dropped the phone be

Montserrat was still shaken by the impact of the door. She slowly moved to her swivel chair and slumped into it.She pulled open her drawer and took out the lopsided bowl she had made."The ugly ones are the best ones to keep," Aaron had told her when she asked about his mother.Her fingers slowly traced the uneven rim.So many things had happened in just forty-eight hours. Nothing could have prepared her for how quickly everything had changed.The outing, the gifts, the calls, the hospital visits, the way he always seemed to notice when something was wrong, the way he had made space for her without asking anything in return, his silent efforts to make things easier for her...She touched her lips.The kiss.Montserrat hadn't forgotten it. It still made her heart race every time she recalled it. The rush of adrenaline pumping through her had made it impossible to think clearly.She had buried herself in work so she wouldn't have to think about it, but now she felt stupid for ever beli