All Chapters of Arranged Marriage With The CEO: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

—JENNIFER—“Hi, I'm Marry!” A woman in her early thirties greeted me with a big smile as soon as I exited the room and entered the kitchen to get something to drink. “H-Hi!?” It came out more like a question seeing a stranger in the house. ‘In a strange house.’“ I'm the cook.” She answered, guessing the confusion written on my face. “ Oh!” I breathed out in acknowledgement and nodded twice. “ Hi, I'm Jennifer.” I replied with a smile. “ I know. It's just you who forgot me.” She replied with a sigh and looked down, uncomfortably. “ I-.... I'm sorry.” I didn't know what to say to this but seeing her getting upset all of sudden just made me feel guilty. “ Why are you sorry? It's not even your fault.” She grabbed my hand and shook her head negatively to comfort me. “By the way, how are you feeling now?” She asked again. “ Better than before.” I replied. “ Thank god. Alright, here's your coffee!” She said before passing me the cup and I thanked her before heading out. God knows

—CHRISTIAN—I was speedily typing an e-mail on my laptop when suddenly my phone started ringing and I turned to glance at the screen as it was placed on the beside table. My fingers paused as I took a look at the caller ID. “ Turn it off!!” A muffled voice from beside me yelled at me and I silenced the call before pressing the send button on the laptop and the placed it on the bedside table closing it. Turning back, I focused on my lazy ass wife who couldn't find a way out of her sleep even after past 9:00 in the morning. “ Do you plan on sleeping all day?” I asked, pushing the hair back from her face that had covered my beautiful view. “ I don't feel like getting up.” “ As you wish. I thought I would bake cupcakes for you, but it's okay.” She was sitting straight on the bed before even I completed my words. I shook my head with an amused scoff. “ You are always hungry.” I fixed her hair from looking like a cheap Halloween ghost with all the hair covering her face. My white sh

—JENNIFER—“Jennifer! I know you’re in there. Open up!”Oh no.I buried my face in my silk pillowcase, hoping the voice would go away, but knowing its owner, she would campout in my hall until I inevitably had to leave for fresh air and food.My morning visitor was nothing if not persistent.“Mrs Jennifer Wingsley Brown! You can’t hide from me.” A pause, followed by a more conciliatory, “I have brought chocolate muffins for you.” A groan escaped into my pillow. That was something I've always been unable to deny. I should have already talked to Christian and get Cally removed from my list of approved visitors, but I also hadn’t expected her to beat down my door at…I raised my head and glanced at the digital clock…seven fifty-four in the morning.Since she was already here and the chances of her leaving without seeing me were slim, I forced myself out ofbed and in the living area because Christian had to leave for the office for a few hours. Not before leaving a gaurd at my door for

—JENNIFER—I sucked into a breath when I realised what exactly he was trying to say. When I didn't budge from my place due to a battle going inside me over if I should do it or not, he mouthed ‘Com'on’ and I found myself walking towards him. Thankfully his legs were getting into the way to keep me at safe distance from him as I started working his tie with shaking hands. His closeness always does stupid things to me. His eyes were fixated on my face while I tried my best to not look up and focused on the tie. I could hardly reach his neck, partly because of his height which was even more now because of him sitting on the table and partly because of his legs. But for me, it was like a blessing because I could stay at a safe distance. I didn't needed him to hear how fast my hear can beat when I'm close to him. With my trembling hands I focused on his tie.“Calm down Princess!! you aren't defusing a bomb. It's just a tie.“ He said, holding my shaking hands while opening his legs. Cle

—CHRISTIANJennifer is the type of person who had a smile and kind words for everyone and would give someone the shirt off her back.The vicious undercurrent of my conversation with Rapheal was probably as foreign to her as a selfless charity was to me. I could only imagine how she’d react if she discovered some of the things I’d done in my basement. Not that she ever would.There were some things she could never know.The warmth from her palm radiated up my arm and eased some of the black, restless energy churning in my chest.It felt wrong to touch her when I was this on edge, like my darkness would seep through my touch and devour herlight.I forced myself to dial back the hostility, if only for her sake. I didn’t want to taint our first public event together as it is for her. Still, I couldn’t resist a final dig at Rapheal. “You might want to brush up on your security system though.” I took a languorous sip of my drink. “Sometimes,the greatest threat to a company isn’t exte