In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

Penelope was evidently still living in the past, dreaming that her children would pave the way for her success.

After three rounds of drinks, Tobias excused himself and Skylar, unwilling to linger.

After the two of them had left, Zelda sniggered, remarking, “I keep seeing that girl featured on the entertainment news lately. She’s thinner than she appears on television and very pretty indeed. I never thought I’d finally get to meet a woman with enough charm to melt Mr. Ford’s heart of stone. She has a bright future ahead of her.”

Jovially, Brayden retorted, “Would she be able to capture Tobias’ heart if she wasn’t pretty? Off the top of my head, theirs is the most stable relationship that Tobias has had thus far.”

Zelda grinned. “Men are all the same. They’ll always fall for youth and beauty. Old women like us spend every waking moment on skincare, but a smooth, pretty face like that instantly throws us out of the running. She’s got such an alluring scent, too.”

Sensing that the conversation was verging on dangerous territory, Brayden hastily volunteered, “Well, in my heart, my wife is the most beautiful woman of all. No one else even comes close.”

Zelda bestowed a gracious smile on him. “I’m glad you know that.”

As the car sped past a cafe Skylar frequented, Tobias’ earlier words sprung unbidden to mind, in which he’d persuaded her to give up on eating food from common places.

She had naturally wanted to share

think it immature or naive of her. Even worse, he might despise her as someone who had no taste or

lifestyle consisted of golf, fine dining, toting designer goods, and wearing bespoke clothing. He was not a part of high society – he luxuriated in

an imposter amidst these gorgeous trappings. Her constant unease made

a detour to the cinema. Even if

the dim glow of the aisle lamps, she was

popcorn in her hand, Skylar rested her head against his chest, deeply inhaling the fragrance of white sandalwood that was tinged with a faint whiff of

chatting behind them. They spoke loudly with

their raised voices, Skylar guessed that they were

home tonight. Let’s go to the cybercafe first. We’ll head over to the hotel at six in the morning. It’ll be a new day then, and we can save a day’s worth of

commending his proposal. “Honey, you’re really clever! It’s such a good plan. Which hotel should

spend the amount we’ve saved on better food then. Haven’t you