Unwanted Fake Wife The Top Billionaire novel Chapter 110

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Another housekeeper lowered her voice. “Martha, what’s the story with that Ms. Scott? She seems very attentive.”

Martha shot her a look. “Careful. They just got married. Don’t start rumors unless you want to pack your bags.”

“I was only asking.”

“Mr. Kingsley doesn’t tolerate gossip. Whatever Ms. Scott thinks she is, his priorities are clear.”

“How do you know?”

“If his priorities weren’t clear, would this house look like this?” Martha gestured around them. “The layout, the renovations, even the chef. Everything was adjusted to Elena’s preferences.”

Martha had been with the family for years.

When the villa was redesigned, Alexander had personally asked her to oversee the details. Every change, from the layout to the smallest decorative choice, had been made with Elena’s preferences in mind.

Martha did not fully understand why Alexander treated Elena with such deliberate care, but feelings were rarely logical, and she had long since stopped trying to make sense of them.

Upstairs, Elena did not hear any of it.

She paused outside the master bedroom, hand resting on the railing, then remembered Fiona’s face and turned instead toward the guest room.

Alexander woke up thirsty.

Calvin Perez had dragged him out to celebrate earlier, and he had indulged more than usual. He cleared his throat and reached toward the space beside him.

It was cold.

His lashes lifted slowly. Only a floor lamp glowed in the dim room. The other side of the bed was empty.

He checked the time. Nine

Hasn’t Elena come back yet?

p.m.

After a quick shower, he slipped into a robe and stepped out. Martha was on her way upstairs.

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“Sir, you’re awake. The soup is ready. Would you like some?”

He ignored the question. “Is she back?”

“Yes,” Martha replied carefully. “But she’s sleeping in the guest room.”

His brows lifted slightly. “Did she cat?”

“I tried calling her. She said she wasn’t hungry.”

“I see.”

Before Martha could continue, he turned and headed upstairs. He stopped by the master bedroom briefly before making his way to the guest room.

Elena was restless in her sleep.

In her dream, Nathan pinned her down, eyes wide and accusing. “Elena, you ruined everything.”

Camille’s hands were around her throat. “Don’t get smug.”

Her body jolted. “Nathan, let go!”

She shot upright, breath ragged. Alexander was sitting at the edge of the bed, his expression unreadable.

“How did you get in?”

Elena forced her breathing to slow. She pulled the blanket higher against her chest, suddenly aware of how much skin she might have been showing. She was certain she had locked the door.

“I have a spare key,” Alexander said.

Her expression tightened. “I thought we agreed on basic privacy.”

He held her gaze. “Do I need to remind you we’re married?”

She opened her mouth, then closed it again. Arguing with him when he used that tone was pointless.

“You were dreaming about Nathan?” he asked, his voice steady, though something in his eyes sharpened at the name she had cried out earlier.

“If nightmares count,” she replied flatly.

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For a brief second, something in his expression eased, almost imperceptibly.

“Why didn’t you cat?”

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He reached out and smoothed a strand of hair away from her face. The gesture was effortless, intimate, and it made her hold still without meaning to.

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