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.”

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.

We play pranks on

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

I proudly puff up my chest with my hands

done!”

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

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

matter. We got the work done, and the guestroom is finally no longer white

down, hesitating briefly. “Say, do

in the city? Before I married you, you lived in an apartment, right? The

line of questioning, and I’m already uneasy. I don’t like to talk about my parents, and I know where this conversation will lead. But I can’t avoid it, not if I

place when she gets off that plane,” I look over at Tobias, gauging

“Special?”

I brace myself. This is the part that always breaks

casinos. He also eats out a lot 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

hard that it’s getting harder to breathe. My chest feels too tight for my heart, and my hands are shaking, so I grip the zipper

sympathetic, which only makes me hurt even more. If he says something soothing, I might cry,

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 to do

arms crossed in a way that does interesting. things to

I laugh. “What?”

while working at the hotel and were pleasant to every

guessed you had a pretty good and ordinary life. But it seems I was wrong: the ones who have it rough are usually the nicest. Your ability

because this is a deep conversation. I’ve opened up a little, and now Tobias REALLY sees me. It’s a little unnerving, and

“Thank you…” I mumble.

I get that you don’t want me to pity you, but… in the future, I wish you to tell