The CEO's Contracted Wife
Today is his holiday, I guess, that's why the boy is in casual wear.
“Good morning,” she mumbles next to me, getting my quick attention as I notice she emphasized the word ‘Good’.
Good? Is she serious?
“Good morning,” I answer her in her tone, making her smirk. There is no stronger urge than wiping that smirk off her pretty face.
We say grace, holding hands. Hoor's hand feels cold in mine but I can't deny the pleasant feeling it rushes to me. Her hand is so tiny in mine.
After that, we begin eating. I do not have to rush. Fortunately, my wife woke me up on time so I won't be getting late for the office.
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