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.

in the fridge, he came out to see her sitting on the couch stiffly, lost in thought.

It seems I have a long way to go before she accepts me fully. Well, she's my wife now; there's no need

Audrey a cup of milk and said gently, "Here, drink some milk. I still have work to finish and will need to stay late at the office. I'll sleep in the

of concern for Alistair's workload and a sense of relief. She

If you can't finish your work, just push it back. If it gets too overwhelming, maybe consider changing jobs. Don't wear yourself out! I can help with supporting the family; don't put

with a gentle smile, ruffling her

to her senses, touching her head. 'Why does it feel like Alistair treats me

and headed to the bedroom. Once inside, she noticed some changes

room, and half of the space in the open wardrobe

makeup products. It was obvious who had prepared

dishes at dinner, along with these cosmetics, Audrey couldn't help but feel suspicious. She wondered, 'Is this