A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 30

Hannah

Things go wrong when we stroll into the guesthouse with blue paint, rollers, and other things we might need. I only set down the items before I tumble forward like a newborn calf, pushing a vase off a shelf while Tobias takes off his shoes in the hallway.

“No-no-no!” I try to reach it in time, but the thing crash to the floor and flies in ten million directions. But at least it didn’t look expensive. It was blue and plain and-

“Did you just break my two hundred thousand dollar vase?”

All blood drains from my face. “Fuck. Me.”

Tobias stops in his tracks, snorting. “I thought we weren’t doing that? You said you wanted to paint.”

I can’t respond to his bad joke. I’m going to be sick-I’m already fighting the urge to throw up all over Tobias’s floor, which also probably costs a fucking fortune.

Slowly, I turn his way. “Don’t even joke.”

The humor leaves him, and he sighs. “You’re right. That vase was very important to me-this is not a joking manner.”

“Shit…” I take a deep breath, weighing my options. “I could start working at the hotel again?” Tobias gives me a pitying look. “Even then, you wouldn’t be able to pay off the debt in time… it would take you forever.”

He is right, and I grimace. “I could take an extra job?” Tobias’s lips twitch in response to my words, and that’s when I realize something. “You’re messing with me, aren’t you?”

Those eyes gleam with mischief. “What gave me away?”

I gasp and point accusingly at him. “You!” I shake my head with an evil smile spreading over my lips. “I’m going to kick your ass.”

“Hannah,” my name is a singsong taunt. “You’re one-hundred and twenty-six pounds soaking wet-I’m not afraid.”

the lid to the dark blue color we bought, and Tobias laughs. He probably thinks I won’t do it, but I do-I dip a pencil and dot his grey sweatpants.

a silly game we play. We play pranks on each other and then run from the other. Whenever I run from Tobias, he catches me and throws me

but after Tobias has tickled me and I’ve laughed and cried in response, we actually manage to get some painting done. I do the bottom half of the walls, while Tobias does the places close to the ceiling. I’m sitting on his shoulders at one point to paint one area. It’s all very romantic, and we make a good team. The walls

breath, I proudly puff up my chest with my hands resting

done!”

and a smug smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Your clothes are all blue, and the color is even in your hair.” Even though he is

We are a new item, and I need to take it easy and stop dreaming about his cock deep inside me,

doesn’t matter. We got the work done, and the

Tobias looks me up and down, hesitating briefly.

the city? Before I married you, you lived in an

where this conversation will lead. But I can’t

to live. My mom is probably hoping to live at your place when she gets off that plane,” I look over at Tobias, gauging his reaction. He is calm, so I wet my lips

“Special?”

down at the floor as I brace myself. This is the part

since. I did all the cooking when we lived together. I think I cooked my first meal in first grade, and my parents acted like it was normal. My mom even used to get angry when she came home, and there wasn’t any food. I used to make her sandwiches. So yeah… my parents have never cared much for me, and I’ve worked since I

chest feels too tight for

only makes me hurt even more. If he says something soothing, I might cry, so instead, I let the

mom and dad might invite you for dinner. They seem to be back together… again. And while I love them, since they are my parents, you must understand that if they beg for money, I have nothing

crossed in a way that does interesting. things to his biceps and forearms. He scans my face and

I laugh. “What?”

the hotel and were pleasant to every

good and ordinary life. But it seems I was wrong: the ones who have it rough are usually the nicest. Your ability to smile no

this is a deep conversation. I’ve opened up a little, and now Tobias REALLY sees

“Thank you…” I mumble.

want me to pity you, but… in