All Chapters of ARRANGED WITH MR CEO : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★I groaned loudly as the incessant caller refused to stop calling. Isn't it too early to be calling someone at this hour of the morning?I struggled to open my eyes against the blinding sun, reaching out to grab the phone and answer the call without checking the caller ID."This is way too early to be calling, whoever you are. I'm busy," I mumbled groggily."Have you been drinking? What happened to you?" I heard my mum's voice, prompting me to stand up immediately and check the caller ID."Mum? I'm so sorry, I didn't check who was calling," I apologized."Do you even know what time it is? You were crying over the phone when you called your dad and me. Is everything okay? You scared us last night," Mum yelled.As I checked the time and realized it was already past one, memories of the previous day at the company flooded back, causing me to let out a heavy sigh."Is everything alright, Rosa?" I heard my dad's concerned voice."Of course, dad. You know how I get when I

ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★I am still puzzled as to why Jeremy give me hickey on my neck, leaving yet another mark. Standing in front of the mirror, I winced as I touched the spot. His actions that night prevented me from fully enjoying the party and socializing with others."I regret running my mouth that night, he's incredibly jealous," I lamented, wincing in discomfort.I cursed under my breath and sighed as I stepped out of the bathtub, frustrated by the persistent hickey on my neck that had forced me to wear high-necked dresses for the past two days. I cringed at the memory of Gran catching us that night, feeling utterly embarrassed. Despite my attempts to stop him and informing him about Grandma, he only relented when I finally managed to push him away and escape into the room.Today being Saturday, I planned to go out and have a little fun alone since Carrie was away and also visit my mom and dad. I eagerly dressed and made my way downstairs for breakfast."Good morning, Grandma! I'm

ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★Arriving home early in the evening after a successful meeting with the models for the upcoming fashion shows I'll be having, I packed my car and headed straight to my room. Noticing the car Jeremy drove to work was still absent, it dawned on me that he hadn't returned from work yet, while Gran had been diligently visiting orphanages to provide for those in need.As I made my way to my room, the sound of Gran's door opening caught my attention."Welcome back, Gran! I didn't realize you were already home," I greeted her."Yes, I am. How was your day at the fashion house?" she asked."Busy and exhausting, as usual," I replied with a tired yawn."Let me whip up something for you, you look exhausted," Gran offered, but I declined with a shake of my head."I'll manage, Gran, I'm fine for tonight," I reassured her with a smile."However, I can help you with Jeremy's meal since I assume you'll be tired too. Let me freshen up first," I suggested, preparing to leave."Did y

ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★I slowly opened my eyes to find Jeremy still peacefully asleep beside me, his scent enveloping me as I wore his shirt. The events of the previous night had unfolded in a whirlwind of desire and lust. One thing I never wanted was to regret what transpired last night, but I was mistaken in my belief that it wouldn't haunt me. My eyes were drawn to my shoulder, where the memories of last night replayed vividly in my mind. The rain from yesterday felt like a veil, concealing the truth of what had transpired. It seemed that this was a shared desire between us, and nothing else mattered."This is merely a ploy to shield the company from Jason's schemes. Most shareholders wants him on my sit for his potential to produce an heir, or once they discover he's married and I'm not. I'll do whatever it takes to protect my reputation," I remembered his words again, his words piercing my heart.Giving my parents gifts wasn't inherently wrong, his actions were clearly designed to

ROSALIND LIGHTWOOD★I gasped as my eyes fell upon the sleek black jet that would take us to Paris—Jeremy's private jet! It was impressively large, and I couldn't help but stare in awe. But then again, what else could I expect from one of the wealthiest men who owns a successful global company?"You should stop staring and come inside," I heard him say, prompting me to clear my throat as I observed the men diligently carrying our luggage in."Is this really yours?" I found myself asking him, my curiosity evident, and he chuckled in response without offering an answer. As he ascended the stairs, he gently took my hand, guiding me to follow him. "Good morning, Mr. Jeremy and Mrs. Rosalind," the waiter greeted, prompting me to turn toward her. "Good morning. Rosa, this is Caroline, our air waitress," Jeremy introduced."Good morning!" I greeted with a smile. "What can I get for you?" she inquired. "I'm perfectly fine with just water, thanks" I answered before Jeremy interjected."Get