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.

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

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

work to finish and will need to stay late at the office. I'll sleep in the guest room tonight so I don't disturb

relief. She took a sip of the milk, feeling it warm her heart,

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 so much

caring, sweetie," Alistair replied with a gentle smile, ruffling her hair as he

her senses, touching her head. 'Why does it feel like Alistair treats me like a child? He seems to

to the bedroom. Once inside, she noticed some changes in the master

suitcase had been moved from the guest room, and half of the space in

her favorite skincare and makeup products. It was obvious who had prepared these

at dinner, along with these cosmetics, Audrey couldn't help but