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!

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

would be admitting my heart is broken, and

my temper

none of your

know. The point is that she looks scared, kind of like she has seen a ghost. It

her so much, why did she agree to

importantly, do I

me. Neither do

to think of myself

and she avoids

Is she serious?

obviously sleeping in

“Oh.”

She looks relieved.

“With me,” I add.

“Oh…”

take her out into the forest at night to murder her. Like, what the fuck? Is the thought of sharing a

pumping. “Just

around. Instead, she grabs my hand, shocking me beyond belief.

eyes narrow. “Why are you

back down. Neither does my irritated tone wipe the sweet smile

not angry.” Irritated, yes.

than the goddamn sun. “Do you know what I

when they talk? A clown? A therapist, or perhaps a kindergarten teacher? She is

you do?” Tell

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

rattles them really,

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

help but laugh under my breath. “If I did that in front of the people at my office, I would be taken to

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

roll my eyes. “Of course, you

making

smile or move a facial muscle, but I’m laughing on the inside. Hannah is a

“You’re being mean…”

nice person,” I meet her eyes in the dimly lit hallway. And just because I can, I take

eyes are wide with fear, and her bottom lip is trembling. She looks as if I might punch her. Why? I already said

mumbles. “You’re… upsetting me right

perhaps you should take a deep breath and shake your fingers, you know, to calm down and all

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