You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 154

It was getting dark.

Earlier, Trishia borrowed her family’s chef to cook a sumptuous dinner in Bill’s house. She wanted to surprise Bill with food on the table as she aimed to show Bill that she had the most outstanding capabilities of a wife.

Walking in circles in the living room, Trishia was perplexed as she was always checking the time on her wristwatch and the big wall clock.

‘Where are they?’

‘What took them so long?’

‘That bitch!’

'Grrrr...'

Trishia was bursting with immense anger.

She was very annoyed thinking of Arabella and Bill were together outside for the whole day.

‘Trishia, calm down, don’t get stressed. Your wedding was about to come. Inhale, Exhale. Don't get ugly.’

‘Remember, you have to be the most beautiful bride on that day.’

‘Everyone would look at you with jealousy.’

Trishia smiled trying to calm herself as she saw herself walking gracefully on the red carpet while wearing her most expensive white bridal gown. The crowd dropped their jaws upon seeing her magnificent beauty.

The clicking of cameras from the media men who were competing on capturing all the perfect scenes in her wedding was loudly heard in the venue while she kept on waving and wearing her happiest smile.

Bill was handsomely standing beside her smiling proudly at everyone for making her his wife. He kissed her sweetly in front of everyone.

Trishia’s train of thoughts was interrupted when her phone rang.

Winston Ford.

She frowned.

“Yes.” She answered lazily as she was annoyed that her sweet thoughts were cut by his call.

“Baby,” Winston greeted her.

“What happened to me calling you only?” Trishia asked with annoyance. In their relationship, Trishia was always the boss. The caller.

“I just miss you. Why didn’t you call me anymore?” Winston replied with a very bored tone.

“You know Winston, I don’t like to explain and you don’t need to know.” Trishia sounded annoyed. He was not her boyfriend. Why bother to explain?

“I heard you are going to get married.” Winston’s voice became gloomy.

“Uhuh,” Trishia muttered. “Yes, you are right.” She added proudly.

“What about us?” Winston asked with a deep voice.

“What about us?” Trishia frowned as she bounced the question back like she was talking to the dumbest person in the world. “There’s nothing about us.” She then announced with clarity and arrogance.

Winston didn’t reply for a while.

“Wait a minute! Why are you suddenly acting like a jealous boyfriend?” Trishia asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“Hahaha.” Winston chucked. “It’s nothing. I am just missing your body, Baby.” He was back to his normal vigor who was always on the go to anything.

“That’s good! Not now Winston. I am busy with my wedding. I call you when I need you.” Trishia answered then hung up the call without waiting for his reply.

The time was perfect as after he ended the call, someone had rung up the doorbell. Trishia fixed herself and excitedly strode to open the door but to her dismay, it was not Bill who she was expecting to come back by this time.

“What’s that?” Trishia asked pointing to a very huge white box with a pink ribbon wrapped on it. Her eyes widened in excitement realizing that it was Bill’s gift for her for their wedding.

“Mr. Sky ordered to deliver this box to his house.” The man with a black suit answered directly.

“Okay. Please come in.” She quickly opened the door wide. ‘I’m right! He was just showing me that he didn’t like me but deep inside he was trying his best to resist my beauty and wetness. Soon you will taste me, my husband.’ Trishia bit her lower lip while thinking about their wild love-making on the bed after their wedding.

How she wanted to be with Bill on the bed. Just a few days left and Bill would be hers.

After the huge gift box settled in the living room, the men swiftly went out.

Trishia’s smile could not hide while she was so curious about what’s inside the box. Bill was a billionaire so he would never give her a cheap item. That inside must be very expensive and the thought of it made her think of overflowing money. She saw herself lying on a bed of paper dollar bills.

Her curiosity stopped when two people suddenly strode inside the room. Seeing the first person, Trishia’s cheerful smile widened up to her ears.

“Oh, my Bill, thank you so much for this gift.” Trishia gracefully strode towards him wearing her prettiest smile and glue her arm to his.

Bill didn’t reply.

“I knew it! You love me. You just don’t know how to show it all the time.” She added proudly and she giggled beside him.

Arabella, who was behind them smirked as the scene in the cinema flashed across her mind.

“I miss your lips.” He uttered lustfully while devouring her lips roughly.

She put all her strength to push him away but he was so strong and he didn’t let her go.

“Ouch!” After a while, Bill cried out in pain. Arabella bit his lower lip and blood dripped out quickly.

She tasted his blood and it was a happy pill for her that she succeeded in bringing him pain even just a little.

Bill looked at her. He was not angry but his eyes were serious like studying her. Arabella felt scared by his stare so she averted her look to the screen then she decided again to wait for him outside the cinema but when she was about to stand, Bill, grabbed her wrist and pulled her. She directly shoved into his lap.

“You!” She avoided saying something to him but this time she was pissed off. She struggled and pushed his chest but Bill was unmoved.

“Let me go!” She ordered without caring what he could do to him when he got angry with her.

“Why are you so stubborn?” Bill held her two delicate hands by his one hand and the other hand was hugging her waist to hold her position on his lap while he rested her forehead to hers.

Arabella didn’t reply as she knew he was a nonsense talker. It was just a waste of time answering and debating him as he always won and she was always left with no option.

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