My Contract Love Story
He said it, here, in front of everyone—without hesitation, without denial.
“But Miss Hartman listed herself as single,” she countered, though her voice lacked its earlier confidence.
Adrian arched a brow. “And? Should I present our marriage certificate?” The chairman sputtered at his words, shifting nervously. Ashleigh shot Adrian a look: half disbelief, half exasperation.
“Did he really have to be this dramatic?” She thought, shooting a withering glare at him.
“For personal reasons, my wife chose to keep it private,” Adrian continued. “Now, shall we proceed?”
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