Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract
Does it even matter?
“Uh..." Noah decides to speak probably after noticing the slight change in the atmosphere. He points to the man, "This is Reeves,” Noah finally says, his tone neutral. Then, with a slight pause, he continues with his hand now stretched back to me, “And this is my wife, Rachel.”
My breath catches for a second. My eyes widen slightly as I glance at him. Oh, so he actually doesn't hide it. Surprise.
Reeves blinks, clearly taken aback. “I never knew you were married. There wasn’t any publicity about that, and also, don't look like you are married.” he lowers his eyes to Noah's finger, which is devoid of any ring, unlike mine.
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