Goodbye Cheater Hello CEO’s Wife by Payne Walter

Chapter 31

Clayton pulled her close and said, “Go take a shower”

“L” Isabella started to protest, but Clayton’s hand reached for the buttons at her neckline.

“Are you washing yourself, or should I do it for you!” he challenged

Clutching her collar, she stepped back. Til shower by myself. Thanks” Flustered, she fled to the bathroom.

The foul mood that had clouded Clayton dissipated the moment her cheeks reddened.

Alone, she steadied her racing heart. As she looked into her blushing reflection, she was reminded of Gwendolyn’s rosiness after one too many drinks out.

Though committed to loving Clayton wholeheartedly, Isabella couldn’t just fulfill his every wish, even as husband and wife. His intimate gaze still unsettled her.

tabella felt a knot of nerves as she contemplated facing Clayton after her shower

Rushing through her shower, Isabella realized she was caught in a rather embarrassing situation–she had not brought her clothes with her. Panic surged through her as she frantically scanned the bathroom. There was no way she could wear the same cloches she had carelessly thrown on the floor

Wrapped only in a towel, she felt exposed

Suddenly, a knock at the door made her jump.

Amused, Clayton called out, “Mrs. Murray, I think you’ve forgotten your pajamas”

Isabella, summoning a hint of confidence she didn’t quite feel, responded from behind, “Just leave my clothes outside. Ill get them myself.

However, Clayton refused to comply. “Open the door and I hand them to you.”

Hesitantly cracking the door, Isabella pecked through

However, as soon as she opened a small crack, she found herself pulled into the room by an unexpected force

Clayton looked at the petite figure now in his arms, his gaze intensifying

A towel wrapped modestly around her chest, its lower eilge just enough to cover her hips,

“I must say, you look better without clothes on, Mrs. Murray he remarked, leaning in for a kiss.

Isabella turned her head, his lips just brushing her ear, lighting her cheek aflame.

Avoiding his gaze, she suggested, “You should hurry and take your shower now?

Clayton released her hand without protest. All right, I’ll be quick. Wait for me. With that, he handed her the forgotten set of pajamas.

As soon as she heard the bathroom door close, Isabella dressed herself. As the sound of running water was heard from the bathroom, isabella breathed a sigh of relief.

Her mind wandered to Gwendolyn, wondering if she had settled in all right.

Pondering for a moment, Tubella decided to check on Gwendolyn

Tiptoeing out of the room, Isabella made her way down the hallway to the guest room where Gwendolyn was staying. When she entered, she found Gwendolyn being helped into her pajamas and tucked into bed by a maid nained Zaylee.

Seeing Isabella in her pajamas, Zaylee smiled warmily “Don’t worry. Mrs. Murray She’s slept very soundly”

Zaylee. This is my friend Gwendolyn. She had a bit too much to

an actress! No wonder she’s so pretty,” Noticing Isabella’s bare feet, Zaylee exclaimed, “Oh, Mrs. Murray. Why aren’t

a pair of slippers to

Isabella admitted, “I couldn’t remember

apter

around her childhood home without shoes on, shocking her mother and

is asleep,

as she watched her friend sleep. It was a relief to have Gwendolyn back, safe and

two strong hands suddenly

back is turned” Clayton’s voice boomed

at Clayton’s collar, worried she might take a tumble to the hard ground below. “T–I was just checking on Gwen

he carried her back to their bedroom, disregarding the presence of

Isabella buried her face in Clayton’s chest.

bedroom, Clayton tucked Isabella in the blankets and pressed himself against her. Lifting her chin, he kissed her lightly. “Look at me. You haven’t looked at me once

Isabella chuckled “She’s just

you’re saying you’ll only have eyes for me if I’m drunk?” Clayton jested.

what I meant,” Isabella said, “I just want to make

I need to be taken

his stare, Isabella turned her head aside, blushing. But you seem perfectly fine. What could you possibly need

care of?”

crept across Clayton’s face. “I need

crimson, her

the

take care of you. Clayton whispereil safly as they

up with a

Only Bella would do something like this, she

with furniture that oozed money.

grimaced in

had gotten carried away with drinking, and Steven was

Yes, Isabella came with a very handsome driver. What happened next? Why can’t I remember anything after that?’ she wondered. Ruffing her hair, panic set in as she struggled to recall last night’s

to find a carpeted corridor with rooms on both sides. Unfamiliar wallpapers and

a staircase, upper floors peeking above

marveled at the luxurious

turned around to find a middle–aged woman

Zaylee,

Gwendolyn flashed her

like some breakfast in the dining room!” Zaylee smiled

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an extravagant dining space, mouth–watering at the spread

nonetheless, grabbing Zaylee’s arm instead. “Where am I? How did I get here I was quite drunk last night. I remember I was with my friend.

and sat her down at the dining table. “You were

your questions when she wakes up. Please, enjoy

breakfast spread, utterly bewildered. She wondered, “Have I time- traveled? Is this a fantasy! Whatever, I’m eating first.

was typically easygoing and fearless, believing when there was a will, there was a way. And if no way presented itself, she

DIC.

wait for “Mrs. Murray” to wake up. Even if she had been abducted, she believed she could find her

first, she had to fill her empty stomach. Not indulging