All Chapters of Contract Marriage to the CEO: My Wife is a Gold Digger: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

JonathanAm I going too far with this?Perhaps.But I couldn't stop thinking about this girl ever since I saw her the other day.Her sweet little round face, her kind eyes. This is the kind of woman I wanted to grow old with; have my children with.But judging from the look on her face, she didn't share the same sentiment as me."Hello. Remember me?" I say as she doesn't say a word."Hi. What are you doing here?" she asks me."I came here to eat, of course. It is a restaurant, isn't it?" I tilt my head."Yes, but...nevermind. Is it just you?" she quickly gets professional."Just me."I watch her walk away, and my cock stirs in my pants. She is average built, not skinny, a little thick but not overweight, with curves in all the right places. The things I would do to put my hands between those thighs..."Is this okay?" Her soft voice brings me back to reality."Perfect," I said and took off my suit jacket. I look around the shabby Diner. Normally, I would pick an upscale restaurant to d

DelilahI had a sneaky suspicion when Olivia called me to meet her for brunch.I figured it was about Emma and Jonathan, and I wasn't wrong.The first thing Olivia brings up during brunch is how Emma fascinated Jonathan."Olivia, nothing against Jonathan, but I don't think Emma is interested in him.""I know, but Jonathan insists on me trying to set him up with her. What's the deal with the girl? Is she really beautiful or something?" Olivia asks me."She is cute. And really shy. The complete opposite of your brother." I chuckle.Olivia smiles. "Strange. Jonathan isn't into meek, shy girls, so I wonder what caught his attention."I wonder the same thing. I don't know too much about Jonathan, but when I saw him with a date at parties, I noticed those women were quite different from Emma. So why is he hung up on Emma?Olivia leans in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Tell me more about Emma.""She has a son. Which is great because I have a nephew!" I chirp.Olivia's eyebrows raised i

JonathanI stare at the beautiful woman in front of me and smile. We are sitting on the terrace at a small cocktail table. She is holding the glass of wine I gave her earlier but barely drinking from it. I can see how nervous she is by the slight trembling of her hand. I'm afraid she could drop the glass any moment now!"Emma, relax," I say, but that seems to make her look at me with a terrified expression even more.I take a deep breath and try to think of something to say to ease her nerves. "You don't have to be so nervous around me, Emma. I'm just a regular guy, like anyone else."She looks at me with wide eyes as if surprised by my words. "But you're not just anyone else," she replies, her voice shaking slightly."Sure I am. Look, I even have a normal human hand." I smirk and take her hand in mine.As I hold her hand, I can feel it trembling slightly, and I know that she's still nervous. I give her hand a reassuring squeeze and say, "There's nothing to be afraid of, Emma. Just re

Jonathan "I am in love with that woman," I announce after convincing Olivia and Simon to meet me. Simon chuckles, then turns serious when he sees the look on my face. "Wait, dude, you're serious?" "I am a thousand percent serious. I love Emma, and I want to marry her," I say again. It feels right when I say it out loud. Olivia smiles at me warmly. "Wow, that's amazing! I'm happy for you." Simon raises his eyebrows. "You met her a total of 4 times and had one date with her. And now you want to marry her?" "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," I reply confidently. "Emma is the one for me, and I want to spend the rest of my life making her happy." Olivia and Simon exchange a glance, then nod in agreement. "Well, we're behind you all the way," Olivia says. "What's the plan?" "I want to propose to her soon," I say, feeling my heart race with excitement. "I have this whole romantic plan in mind, and I know she's going to love it." Simon grins. "Alright, but you proba

Jonathan I realize that it's not just about giving gifts but a way to show her that I care about her and pay attention to her interests. I want to make her feel special and appreciated. A dress, I think to myself and then call my secretary again. She answers immediately. "Yes, sir?" "Hey, Cally. Could you send me the best websites for dresses? I want to purchase one for someone." I wait for her to send it to me, then I get to work. I scroll through the site to find the perfect dress for her. After a few minutes of searching, I finally find a dress that catches my eye. A light blue silk dress. I imagine her in it and feel my pants tighten. Down boy, I scold myself in my head, then text Delilah to find out Emma's size. I let Cally know which one to buy, and after a while, I saw an email from her confirming that the gift for Emma has been prepared and will be delivered tomorrow. I smile to myself. I close my laptop and lean back in my chair. I know winning Emma's heart won't be