The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Misread Connection

When Ares finished drying my hair and walked to grab something, I took his shirt from the chair and put it on.

I was in the middle of rolling it down when Ares faced me, holding my lingerie. He paused, eyeing as his shirt stopped mid-thigh.

He stood there for almost a minute, not saying a word, and his face was hard to read.

I did something wrong, didn’t I?

"I can take it off..." I was about to do that when his words stopped me.

"Leave it."

My hand dropped to my sides, pulse racing when he came closer, tossing the lingerie on the bed.

"You’re not mad?" I asked. "I’m sure no one has worn your um..." I cleared my throat. "Clothes before."

"No one has."

I exhaled heavily. "Am I an exception?"

"Yes, you’re."

I smiled as my heart skipped a beat. Realizing I was showing far too much joy over this, I dropped it.

"Food!"

Ares blinked at my outburst.

"Better get those hands to work, honey."

Ares scoffed, walking to the door.

Wait, was that—!

~☆~

A plate of food was placed in front of me.

"Wow! This looks good."

"Finish that..." Ares instructed as he took a seat.

"Where’s yours?" I asked when I didn’t see his plate.

"I’m not hungry."

"That sounds a lot like me..." I took some eggs with the spoon and brought them to his lips. "Say Ahhh!"

"..."

"Nevermind." I brought it to my lips and took a bite.

Ares was really serious when he said he had no appetite. He watched me eat the entire time until I grew uncomfortable with his stare, probably because I was a mess of nerves.

"Can I ask a question?" I began. "It has to do with our earlier disagreement."

Ares frowned. "That conversation is over."

I felt my annoyance lock in, but I did my best to set it aside.

"Yes, it is. Can you at least tell me why you set that rule? I get it that you want control, but it’s starting to feel that this is more personal, and I want to understand..." I trailed off when his expression turned icy.

I felt stupid for bringing this up again, but I actually thought that we had a connection and that somehow it would—!

God, what was I thinking?

I had clearly got ahead of myself there, and now it seemed like I was a desperate bitch.

Did I honestly think Ares King would actually make use of his heart rather than his brain? That for a moment there was... hope?

I misread him then... that moment we shared may have been everything to me, but to Ares it was always about the sex contract.

My phone rang, distracting me. I hadn’t realized it was on the table until now.

I grabbed it. It was Granny calling. I picked without a moment to waste, stepping out for privacy.

"Catherine." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"I can’t..." I admitted, trying to keep my panic from skyrocketing. "Thanks for the lift. Using the airlines would have made me lose it. There’s no need to wait around when you drop me off, I’d just find my way back after—"

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