Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 7

“Where are you? I have been waiting in your office for almost an hour now!” a sharp voice of a woman blared against her ears, jolting her awake. She snapped to her senses, her gaze turning alert.

“I-” Sofia grimaced, her hand slowly massaging her temple. “Sorry, I overslept.”

“Are you alright?” the voice on the other line softened. “Do you need me to go to your flat? Coffee?” concern laced the woman’s voice. This woman was попе

other than Sofia’s sister, Charlotte. Sofia immediately tried to recall if she had an appointment with her sister that day but could not recall anything.

“Is there anything that you need?” Sofia asked, unable to hide the irritation in her voice.

“Are you sick? You sound sick. Do you want me to come get you?” Charlotte asked.

“No, I’m fine. I just needed to finish something last night.”

“Was Father trying to overwork you again?”

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“No…” Sofia shook her head. “Look, I’ll be there soon.” She ended the call without waiting for the woman on the other line to answer her. She did not bother checking the messages on her phone as she glanced around the room; the details of the room began to remind her of what happened last night.

Sofia’s eyes darted nervously around the room. If she was right, this is Alexander’s room. Last night, in a haze of alcohol–induced confusion, she had ended up here, in his large King–size bed.

Just the reminder of what she did made her want to explode from embarrassment. What the hell happened to her?

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The subdued elegance of black and white, the lingering scent of his cologne, and the neatly arranged decor immediately brought back the memories of the previous night. She cringed.

Quickly, she got out of bed and was thankful that she was still fully clothed.

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slowly turning towards the door where a shirtless Alexander was leaning. He sported gray sweatpants, and his damp hair hinted at a recent shower. She immediately turned

immediately convinced herself that it was only natural for her to stare after all; she

your clothes… should be the same size too,”

the paper bags

last night,”

a subtle hint of a smirk

was not planning to mention how she cried like a baby in his arms, Sofia let out a sigh of relief.

that way… I currently do not have any feminine products, so I asked Josef to buy you one. Tell me if

you… That should be enough.” Why was this man acting so considerate? She looked at him, her gaze full of suspicion. Did he take the

to the bed, intending to straighten. it. However, she inexplicably

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her mind.

reading her thoughts, he said, “I slept in the

I- I mean- I meant it’s alright,” she stuttered. “I mean… I do not mind.” How

would have preferred it if I slept next to

gaze snapped

keep

is nothing wrong with sleeping next to each other,

quickly changed the topic. “Ah, give Josef a list. of the things

of the contract and realized that they would be living under the same roof soon. There is nothing wrong with buying some toiletries for each other. She immediately made a mental note to ask his Secretary Josef for

let out another sigh of relief. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and was greeted by a green–eyed monster with large panda eyes. Obviously, this monster was her and her hideous appearance. She immediately thought of how she got so drunk to the point of crying and

How embarrassing!

not able to control herself. All emotions

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and applied some makeup

dining area. Almost immediately, her gaze landed on the panoramic view that the large wall–to–ceiling glass windows offered. It was the view of the busy

tones. The space was clean and minimalist, the perfect place for a bachelor. She immediately thought about the news that she heard about Alexander in the past. There were a few rumors about him being in a relationship with a famous model, but

voice, her green eyes. meeting

you acting like a thief?” he asked, a playful spark in his

at him. Her gaze landed on the freshly cooked breakfast on the

“Sandwiches and milk…”