Wife Contract CEO
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What am I thinking, I'm crying? what I cry. The man I was looking at from afar was indeed loving the woman who was currently in his arms. It's like that's the reality. Then what I cry.

I bowed my head and wiped away all the tears that had soaked my cheeks. I inhaled a deep breath and then took it out slowly. I then looked back, at Kenzo who was standing with a sharp eye toward Samuel and Caren.

"What is your real purpose?" I try to be ordinary.

His gaze changed, he was staring intently at Samuel and as soon as he turned to me, he looked at me in wonder.

"You mean?" her question turned to ask me.

I shook my head quickly. I didn't know what was on my mind until I dared to ask Kenzo that question. But I was thinking about why she showed me this scene, why she couldn't keep her fiance from bothering my husband. But then I realized, if I asked her like that, then she would ask me why I couldn't take care of my husband.

And if he says that, then I won't have an answer to his question. Do I have to say that I'm Samuel's only contract wife. I really don't know what else to do. I turned again and looked towards Samuel who was still holding Caren gently.

Without speaking again, I immediately ran from that place and headed to my room. I ran into the elevator and headed to the floor where my room was. I opened the door and slammed my body on the bed.

I was crying so much. I wept for my strange attitude, why was I upset to see Samuel hugging Caren. Why am I so hurt to hear that Samuel still cares about Caren. Is it because Caren once slapped me and was rude to me first. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom, flushing my head with cold water, to let all the strange thoughts in my head go.

A few minutes later, I came out of the bathroom, it was fresh and my brain was compromised.

"Why take a shower tonight?" a voice made me look at her as she came out of the bathroom.

But I felt lazy to answer that question. I don't know where I got the courage from, but instead I looked up at Samuel and walked into the closet to get a change of clothes.

He was also not immediately angry as usual if I ignored, he continued to pay attention to me. From I took the clothes in the closet also back into the bathroom.

After changing clothes and drying hair in the bathroom. I went out and walked straight to the bed. And Samuel was still in his place, sitting on a single sofa not far from the window of the hotel room. I also did not look at him and immediately lay down and covered my entire body with a blanket to the limit of the neck. I even tilted my body so that I turned my back to Samuel.

"You mad?" samuel asked in a voice that grew higher.

I swallowed my saliva slowly and closed my eyes. I hope I fall asleep quickly so I don't have to care about it anymore. But his attitude is not as usual, if I do not answer his questions usually he will be immediately angry. But he didn't do it.

The next day...

I opened my eyes slowly, sleeping well. Maybe because I'm so tired. I sat on the bed, flexing my hand and neck muscles. And as I turned to my left, I saw Samuel sleeping on his couch last night, even in the same clothes. I looked down, his feet were still wearing shoes.

I shouldn't care, but why would it feel so sorry to see him sleeping in that position, so uncomfortable.

'Uh, what am I thinking. Never mind, who told him to sleep there!' my mind then

But, I was shocked when I opened the bathroom door and Samuel was already standing in front of me with one hand pressing against the wall beside the bathroom door.

"God...!" i'm surprised. I even took a step back and held onto my chest.

After seeing that Samuel, I let out a sigh of relief. But I didn't want to look at him, I tried to pass through the small crack on his left. But when I was about to pass, he put his other hand against the wall. And his position right now he's like he's locking me up with both hands.

Inevitably I also have to look at him right, to make sure what exactly this man wants.

I just looked at him and didn't talk, he did the same. Until a few minutes have passed. I started to feel uncomfortable and turned my face the other way. Whatever, he wants to stand like this, please. I also used to stand for hours while I was working at Ko Acong's bookstore. So it doesn't matter.

"Why not talk to me?" samuel asked in a very heavy voice. Maybe because he just woke up.

I still don't want to answer, I'm like this. If I'm upset I better shut up, because if I'm forced to talk I'll cry instead.

"You mad?" ask her again.

I was still silent, and it made him harden his jaw. I can see that.

"Naira, don't test my patience. Don't you feel like I've been too kind to you?" ask her with an emphasis-filled voice.

I let out a long sigh, I dared myself to look at him again.

"Then don't be nice to me, act like we first met, talk rudely, don't call me Naira, just call a sloppy girl, or hey, because I'm gonna misunderstand!" my words and what I said just made him silently stare, even when I took one of his hands off the wall he was still silent.

I immediately walked out of the room, after closing the door I crouched down in front of the room while covering my face with my hands.

"Huh, how dare I say it like him. You can't pay off debt!" muttered.

I immediately stood up and clucked in annoyance at myself.

"Breakfast first, in case he makes a storm, I already have enough energy!" I muttered again and then walked towards the hotel restaurant on the first floor.

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