All Chapters of Contract Marriage With My Childhood Best Friend : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The soft glow of the bedside lamp filled Isabelle’s room as she sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the suitcase in front of her. Her thoughts went back and forth relentlessly, circling back to the image of Liam and Allison together at the restaurant.“What could they be doing now?” she muttered under her breath. The thought made her chest tighten, but she shook her head firmly. “No. Stop this, Isabelle. It doesn’t matter. Focus on work. Allison is your boss and she probably doesn't know that I'm married to Liam.”Her mind shifted to Ethan’s earlier suggestion. He had proposed they travel to the campaign site together the next morning since the location was a little bit far and they’d be staying there for several days for the shoots.She pushed herself up from the bed, Isabelle grabbed her suitcase and began packing. She carefully folded clothes and packed essentials, trying to focus on the task at hand instead of the storm of emotions and questions swirling inside her.The

“Are you lost?” he asked, his voice calm but unsettling.Isabelle’s hand tightened on her phone, her instincts screaming at her to stay alert. “I’m fine,” she said quickly, her voice firm. “I’m waiting for someone.”The man tilted his head, rain dripping from his hat. “Are you sure? It’s dangerous to sit here alone in the dark.”Panic bubbled in Isabelle’s chest as she tried to think of what to do. Her phone buzzed in her hand—Ethan was calling back.She glanced at the man, his unsettling smile sending a shiver down her spine.“Ethan, please get here soon,” she whispered."Miss, i'm talking to you. Do you have car issues? I'm sure I can fix that right up for you" He continued."I'm okay, really. Thank you for your concern." Isabelle said and turned around to enter back into her car but the man was faster. He held the door down with his hand, stooping her from opening it.The rain poured relentlessly, and Isabelle shivered, trying to stay calm as the man outside her car leaned closer t

The pop-up store was bustling with activities. Celebrities, designers, people interested in the pop-up store and Elle Luxe representatives filled the space, while cameras clicked and crew members scurried around, making final adjustments. Isabelle stood near the entrance, directing staff and checking schedules, even though her neck was aching under the weight of the collar the doctor had given her, she still did her work well.“Hey, Isabelle, you shouldn’t be moving around so much,” Ethan said as he approached, carrying a clipboard. His brows furrowed as he watched her give instructions to the staff.“I’m fine,” Isabelle said with a smile, though the strain in her voice gave her away. “You tried so hard to stop me from coming even though Allison didn't approve it and I still came here, so I should do my work. You worry too much, I'm fine. It's just a strain.” “You’re clearly not fine,” Ethan pressed, lowering his voice. “Allison was out of line for making you come here. Let me take ov

The PR Horizon office buzzed with quiet chatter as employees discussed the success of the Elle Luxe Rebirth Campaign. Isabelle sat next to Ethan, flipping through her notes absentmindedly as Ethan recounted a funny moment during the campaign.“You should’ve seen MIA’s face when the makeup artist handed her that sponsored lipstick, she went on and on about the brand she was influencing but Isabelle here schooled her. As a celebrity, she should know that she would use sponsored products but she just wanted to delay the shoot. Isabelle did well teaching her her place” Ethan said with a laugh.Isabelle smiled faintly, but her mind was elsewhere. Thinking back on the events that happened made her remember the accident and the strange man. She was almost assaulted and she didn't even tell Liam about it. Well, he wouldn't come again, so he doesn't need to know all the details.Before she could reply, the glass doors swung open, and Allison entered, her heels clicking sharply against the tile

The morning sunlight filtered through the streets as the man walked into a small flower shop, the bell above the door chiming softly. He was dressed in all black, a black helmet was on his head too, to cover his face because of CCTV cameras. The shopkeeper looked at him weirdly, scared at first at his appearance but she later greeted him with a smile, but he only nodded, while his eyes scanned the array of colorful flowers.“Hello sir, is there anything you're looking for? If you tell me who it's for, I can help you select the flowers according to it's meaning.” The shopkeeper said politely, still behind the counter.“I don't need your help. I know exactly what I want.” He replied coldly.He then selected a bouquet of red roses, their deep crimson petals rich and striking. “Here. Wrap it up nicely.” The shopkeeper collected the flowers, “Uhm, there are cards available. If you would you like to write something on the card, you can tell me and I'll write it for you.”“Just give me the