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!

fuck wouldn’t understand that I’m in agony being here?! It’s like asking someone if they cut their

out. It would be admitting my heart is broken,

lose my temper like an

your

at my words, tone—I don’t know. The point is that she looks scared, kind of like she has seen a ghost. It baffles

her so much, why did she agree

do

rarely ask what other people think of me. Neither do I

would like to think

are trembling, and she

Is she serious?

obviously sleeping in

“Oh.”

She looks relieved.

“With me,” I add.

“Oh…”

Is the thought of sharing a bed with me that terrible?!

is pumping. “Just

beyond belief. I turn around, losing my train of thought for a moment,

narrow. “Why are

down. Neither does my irritated tone wipe

Irritated, yes.

you know what I do when I’m

fuck uses expressions when they talk?

you do?” Tell me

with air. “Count to three,” she is now slowly exhaling while keeping her smile. “And then I let it out while

shakes her little hands, rattles them really, and that’s when it

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

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

joke about that! I have friends there,

eyes. “Of

making fun of

move a facial muscle, but I’m laughing

“You’re being mean…”

very nice person,” I meet her eyes in the dimly lit hallway. And just because I can, I take a step toward her with a growing smirk. “Does that

pressing her hands against it. Her eyes are wide with fear, and her bottom lip is trembling. She looks as if I might

mumbles. “You’re… upsetting

your fingers, you know, to calm down and

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