A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 4

Chapter 4
Tobias

How do you trust a person after the one who was your everything betrayed you by sleeping with your best friend?

You don’t.

At least not me.

“I don’t need a bodyguard!” Hannah exclaims as we take off our shoes inside my hallway, which now is hers too.

“You do need one,” I say without facing her. All I want right now is a shower and some much-needed rest.

“No one would try to assassinate me!”

I arch an eyebrow while hanging up my coat, watching her over my shoulder as I do. “No, but… Someone might try to press me for money by kidnapping you.”

Hannah looks shocked by my words. Fear enters those ice-blue eyes, and then something weird happens: I, Tobias Ford, feel guilt for pulling this woman into my crazy life and schemes.

The guilt trip lasts for about three seconds. Then I remind myself that Hannah needs this. She is a broke college student, and I’m the answer to her problems.

I shouldn’t feel guilty.

Still, I sigh. “Look, how about we talk about this tomorrow? It’s late, and I have an early day tomorrow.”

Noticing my tiredness, Hannah relents. Her expression softens, and she stops pressing her agenda. How interesting. It seems former Mrs. Darling cares more about other’s people well-being than her own. I admire that.

“I suppose I can wait until tomorrow,” Hannah looks around and takes in the space around her. Her eyes widen like I knew they would, and shock crosses her features. “So this is your house…”

“Yes.”

She laughs, and I stare her down.

“Did I say something funny?” I ask.

“No, it’s just that…” a smile tugs on her lips, and she looks up at me with glittering eyes. So naive. So innocent and young. “If this is your house, why were you staying at the hotel?”

My mood darkens. “Because I was with my ex-wife when I bought this house. It’s filled with our old memories.”

“Oh, I’m sorry… I didn’t know that… But I suppose I should have…” Hannah stares down at the ground, embarrassed. “Is it hard for you to be here?”

Is she serious?

The answer is yes, and Hannah should know that!

wouldn’t understand that I’m in agony being here?! It’s like asking someone if they cut their hair when you see them showing up with

that out. It would be admitting my heart is broken, and I don’t want

my temper like an

none of your business…”

that she looks scared, kind of like

her so much, why did

do I

then again, I rarely ask what other people think of me. Neither do I care. I suppose I’m tall.

to think of myself

are trembling, and she

Is she serious?

sleeping in the master

“Oh.”

She looks relieved.

“With me,” I add.

“Oh…”

fuck? Is the thought of sharing a bed with me that terrible?! My ex-wife cheated

pumping. “Just

me beyond belief.

narrow. “Why are

releases my hand but doesn’t back down. Neither does my irritated tone wipe the sweet

angry.” Irritated, yes.

than the goddamn sun. “Do you know what I do when I’m

fuck uses expressions when they talk? A clown? A therapist, or perhaps a

amused. “No, what do you do?” Tell me so that I can laugh at

a dramatic deep breath filling her chest with air. “Count to three,” she is now slowly exhaling

shakes her little hands, rattles them really, and that’s when it hits me, “Did I marry

of letting go of your inner anger and moving on. I promise you this will help you

laugh under my breath. “If I did that in front of the people at my office, I would

moving her fingers. “Don’t joke about that! I have friends there,

“Of course, you have

you making fun

move a facial muscle, but I’m

“You’re being mean…”

And just because I can, I take a step toward her

against it. Her eyes are wide with fear, and her bottom lip is trembling. She looks as if I might punch her. Why? I already said I wouldn’t

Hannah mumbles. “You’re…

deep breath and shake your fingers, you know, to calm

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