Billionaire's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32 The driver pulls up at what appears to be a very swanky restaurant. Two large white arches align the brick building labelled Grasso’s, one of the most expensive restaurants in the city.

Dave helps me out of the car and leads me into the establishment. The gold ceiling is dotted with crystal chandeliers, while bright red lighting gives the large space a seductive feel. The mood is quiet, private and intimate, with most couples staring lovingly into each other’s eyes.

It’s perfect for our first date. I smile on the inside and tighten my grip on Dave’s hand as we walk through the restaurant.

“Your table is right this way, Mr. Brown,” the hostess says, apparently familiar with my date.

She directs us to a private section that is only accessible through a large white door. My nerves are jittery with anticipation of what will be revealed next. Perhaps a candlelit dinner overlooking the city? Or maybe I will be serenaded by someone playing the violin? But when the door opens, I almost have to do a double take. “Hi, sweetheart! Wow, you look stunning!” I am shocked.

Speechless.

“Christie? What are you doing here?!” I turn around and snap at Dave. “You seemed to have forgotten the tiny detail that you also invited my sister to dinner!” “Oh, no, Sebastian is here too. He’s just tipping the valet,” my sister answers instead.

Ignoring her, I look back at Dave. “What made you think this was okay? Do you really think I want to spend the evening with our sister and her fiance? Why didn’t you tell me they were

coming?”

“Come on, Chelsea. Jane and Catherine will join us later.” To quell my anger, Dave’s hand rubs gently against my back. “I heard about the fight you had with your boss this morning, and I thought we needed a do over of that dinner we had at the weekend,” Christie added and winked at Dave.

I do not respond. Instead, I stabbed him with my eyes.

My first instinct is to run. Something about this situation does not seem right. I am not buying Dave’s “Games about Sebastian, his friend and business partner mantra.”

This all feels like more of an ambush and I want out.

“Yes, I think it’s a great idea, Chelsea,” Sebastian suddenly says behind me. “I think we could use a little family bonding.” I ignore him as he takes a seat at the table while Dave follows his lead.

Everyone is seated except me. And I still had no intention of staying. “Come on, Chelsea,” Dave says, clearly annoyed at my resistance.

When the waiter enters the room, I give in and reluctantly sit down. I still have a few choice words to unleash, but I do not want to cause a scene.

“So, how was your second day at Brown Inc.?” my sister asks. “Well, I-”

“I would say it went pretty well” Dave chuckles. I chose to ignore him. “It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I’m getting the hang of the whole corporate world.” “I’m really glad to hear that, Chelsea. At Brown Inc., we treat our employees with the utmost respect and strive for a positive environment for everyone. Dave has done an excellent job of making everyone feel special and appreciated,” Sebastian states. “Well, some are a little more special than others,” Dave winks at me.

What on earth is he doing?!

Is he trying to make it obvious what we did? I continue to ignore him. “As I was saying, I’m getting used to everything and the other staff are nice.” “Chelsea’s desk is right outside my office, so I can be close to her. Although, she didn’t spend that much time there.” “Oh really? Where did you spend most of your day, sweetheart?” my sister asks innocently. I find it hard to concentrate on her question because I am appalled by Dave’s behaviour. “Naked. On top of my desk,” he says casually. The table falls completely silent. I feel my palms becoming sweaty as the heat in the room rises to the level of hyperventilation. I need air or, better yet, an object to smack Dave in the face with. I glare at him before looking over apologetically at my sister and Sebastian. “Excuse me. I suddenly have to use the ladies’ room.”

It was my only way out of the unbearable and embarrassing situation. What the hell kind of game is Dave playing? Where did the kind, gentle Dave go? I desperately try to control the tears threatening to pour down my face. I am unable to wrap my head around what Dave has just said. Even I do not fully comprehend what happened between us today, and yet here he is, revealing it to the world.

Everyone is chatting animatedly when I return a few minutes later to the table.

Okay… that is weird.

Clearly, I was the only one distraught over the situation.