My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

When they got home, it was already past ten. After changing into their house slippers, Audrey couldn't help but remember last night, when she had drunkenly insisted on sleeping next to Alistair. A wave of shyness washed over her, and Audrey couldn't bring herself to look at him.

On the other hand, Alistair seemed unfazed, saying softly, "It's late. You should get some rest."

Audrey opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out; her face was already flushed. Last night was an accident. Honestly, Audrey wasn't ready to share a bed with Alistair yet.

Audrey thought, 'How could I tell him I want to sleep separately?

'Not long ago, I told him that I wanted to settle down and live a good life, but as soon as I got home, I changed my mind. Will Alistair think I'm insincere?'

At that moment, Audrey was filled with inner turmoil and confusion, gripping the throw pillow on the couch until her fingers nearly twisted it out of shape.

the leftovers in the fridge, he came out to see her sitting on the couch

me fully. Well, she's my wife now; there's no need to push her too hard. There will be plenty of time later,'

Audrey a cup of milk and said gently, "Here, drink some milk. I still have work to finish and will need to stay

sense of relief. She took

your work, just push it back. If it gets too overwhelming, maybe consider changing jobs. Don't wear yourself out! I can help with

with a gentle smile, ruffling her hair as he

her head. 'Why does it feel like Alistair treats me like a child? He seems to love ruffling my hair,'

up and headed to the bedroom.

had been moved from the guest room, and half of the space in the open wardrobe was cleared out, now

her favorite skincare and makeup

the spread of her favorite dishes at dinner, along with these cosmetics, Audrey couldn't help but feel suspicious. She wondered,