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”

bit too much to drink after finishing up filming today. I have her thank you personally when she wakes up

her head and chuckled. “Ah, an actress! No wonder she’s so pretty,” Noticing Isabella’s bare feet, Zaylee exclaimed, “Oh, Mrs. Murray.

handed babella a pair of

embarrassed. Isabella admitted, “I couldn’t remember where I had

apter

of childhood when she would walk around her childhood home without shoes on, shocking her mother and grandfather, and the maids. It was a feeling that inexplicably

is asleep, so

her knees, as she watched her friend sleep. It was a

jumped as two strong hands

boomed from above. “I guess

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

on me instead, Clayton declared as he carried her back

her face

Lifting her chin, he kissed her lightly. “Look at me. You haven’t looked at me once since your friend was here” His voice was tinged with hurt.

unexpected vulnerability, Isabella chuckled “She’s

for me if I’m drunk?” Clayton jested.

just want to

her intensely. “But I need to be taken

stare, Isabella turned her head aside, blushing. But

care of?”

across Clayton’s face. “I need the

crimson, her eyes averting shyly.

around her neck, the electric

whispereil safly as they fell tangled up in each other’s arms,

morning, Gwendolyn woke up with a

bedside table. How thoughtful Only Bella would do something like this, she thought, gulping it down.

furnished with furniture that

in a pink silk pajama set. She grimaced in disdain at the childish clothes, wondering who had changed her into those

gone smoothly, and everyone had been in high spirits. However, she had gotten carried away with drinking, and Steven was nowhere to

didn’t I? 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 events. Her bag and phone were nowhere to be found, too.

door to find a carpeted corridor

a staircase, upper floors peeking

she marveled at the luxurious furnishings, a voice interrupted the silence. “Good

middle–aged woman smiling at her. She nodded through her

call me Zaylee,

Gwendolyn flashed her trademark grin.

you like some breakfast in the dining room!” Zaylee smiled and

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entered an extravagant dining space, mouth–watering at the spread

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

the dining table. “You were

You can ask her your questions when she wakes up. Please, enjoy

the elaborate breakfast spread, utterly bewildered. She wondered, “Have I time-

there

DIC.

worry, she e decided to wait for “Mrs. Murray” to wake up. Even if

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