His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

The transparent glass doors opened to a jewellery store.

“Gabriel, why’re we here?” I asked him in a murmur, following higvinside nonetheless. All the employees in the shop stood up upon seeing us enter, all eyes on my husband, and a man who looked like the manager of the store stepped in front..

“Mr. Whitlock? Welcome back. We weren’t expecting you. Is this about the necklace you had your eyes on?”

I battled my eyelashes. A necklace? For who?

“No.” Gabriel seemed to have stiffen up upon hearing the question. “Ralph, this is my wife Sophia. Sophia, this is Ralph, the

store manager.”

“Mrs. Whitlock, it is such a pleasure to meet you,” The man with blonde hair who appeared to be in his mid forties stepped ahead and shook my hand, and I gave him a polite smile and a nod, too surprised to speak.

“How can I help the two of you today?”

My husband cleared his throat. “We’re going to be looking at rings, Engagement rings and wedding bands, both

“What is the budget, Mr. Whitlock?”

A smug smile settled on his lips. “When have I ever given you a budget, Ralphe?”

“Touche. This way please. Ralph chortles lightly, leading us into separate room, smaller than the original, dark wallpapers with a red leather couch and a marble table to display jewellery, While he pulled out rings to show us, I tugged at Gabriel’s

“Why are we here?” I asked him in a hushed whisper

“To select a ring you like, of course”

“But why?”

“Since you

you were made to wear in the

knit in utter confusion and then my eyes followed his gaze onto my hare ring linger, the wedding

absent.

our wedding band from time to

too much to forget

is not needed.” I told him firmly, “Let’s

ring, Freckles.” His glare didn’t leave his face. “We cannot have you forget your rings and creeps like Viktor Hart think you are free to touch,

five months anyway.”

His eyes darkened.

add. “You don’t

“What?”

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Chapter 24

You

for me too. Since I picked my own

We are going home. I like

could say anything, Ralph returned with an assortment of differing rings, from small with a single diamond to large ones with multiple diamonds, different shapes

the first time we are catering to you, Mrs. Whitlock, and didn’t know about your preference. So I pulled all of my best pieces. He said, and I had to force my eyes away from the pretty rings to my

“Are you going to tell Ralph what

a smile in return, which was so fake, it

my eyes as I turned

that I don’t

that. Freckles. I have just one wife, let me pamper

have wasted

on his

better.

said these are some

They are, Sir.”

good enough. Pack

rings, Gabriel!” If I wasn’t in such a state of shock. I was pretty sure

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