Justin De Luca's pov:The way she fell on her mattress made me smile. Taking off my shirt I turned a little when I felt her eyes on my back.Her face was hidden by her palms and her eyes were squeezed shut.Didn't somebody tell her that shutting your eyes doesn't make you invisible?Well. I think granny did a great job in training her.After a shower, I put on a t-shirt paired with denim and went out of the room without glancing in that corner where my so-called wife was resting.... or should I say hiding?"Here comes the groom, man. Congratulations! Liked your wife?" Sean never failed to irritate me."Shut up! She is NOT my wife." I snapped at him."Justin. Ignore them. You tell me. Did you feel that someone else is living in your room? If she did anything to make a pass at you I swear I will slit her throat." My granny was always this sassy."No, granny. To tell the truth, she is trained well. Thanks!" I kissed her cheek."Is she beautiful?" I heard my cousin Sean's dreamy voice and

Justin's pov"Hello, Sarah. How is the tour going?" I asked Sarah leaning back my head on the recliner."Oh, Justin. I can't tell you how refreshing it is. I planned initially to run away because of your wedding. But it proved to be a mind booster and refresher." I could feel her munching something.“Sarah!" My mood drastically changed due to the reminder that I had to marry against my will, "You and granny wanted it. I did it for you. And now you are playing this blame card as I cheated on you."This was not fair to me. It was initially granny's wish and Sarah favored her.I knew she loved me but I was getting tired of this blame game now.The only conditions I put forward were not to see her face and no interference in my life from her side.No friendship no communication. That was the reason the girl was getting such a big amount. Granny wanted to pay her one million but I knew it was not an easy task to cut yourself from the outside world for one year."Hey. I am sorry babe. I jus

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Ashley pov:I was taken into the same bedroom which originally belonged to my husband. I was still scared that my sick husband might return any second.Though I did trust my handsome savior, but Mother Superior once told me that all wealthy men could never be trusted. They always helped and trusted their own kind.I was just a maid and a contractual wife of that asshole.This smart-ass… I mean this round-assed man might be sincere, but it was silly to trust him.Once inside the room, I went to the corner where my mattress was lying. My luggage was still not there. I needed to talk about it to this man who was helping me. The one who spent the night with me.Yeah, I knew that I was blushing.Hello!” I scrunched my nose when someone waved his hand before my eyes, “Back to the earth, kitten.”The gorgeous man was frowning at me, “I have been calling you. Where are you?”Oh! I was in heaven, handsome!“Ah! I … I was … umm…” He was waiting for me quite patiently, “I haven’t got my bags…

Ashley’s pov “Ashley? Sweetheart? You are crying? What happened?” Concern was dripping from his voice, and it was making me cry even more. “Shh…” Still kneeling on the floor, he lifted his hand and gently wiped my cheeks with his thumb, “Can you be alone for a few minutes? I will just be back in a jiff.” He snapped his fingers. I managed to nod at him. Without realizing what he was doing, he gave me a quick kiss on my forehead and went out leaving the door slightly ajar. I started wiping the tears with the back of my hand. It was stupid of me to cry like this when Justin was not at fault here. Maybe I needed to blame this time of the month for making me extra sensitive. Waiting for him patiently I started tapping my foot on the floor when I heard him walking to the bathroom, “Ashley?” Such a gentleman. He was again asking for my permission. This time I did respond to him. “Yes.” He entered with his gaze lowered down and extended his hand to hand over a brown envelope. Not under