You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 210

Arabella watched the scene calmly.

She believed the two were a good match. T

hey were both clever and fake.

She could only wish for them to live happily together.

“Trishia!” Bill quickly held Trishia’s arms away from him. “What are you doing?” With a scolding tone, Bill added.

“Oh sorry… I am just so excited to finally work with you.” Trishia answered wearing her seductive sweet smile.

She even fixed Bill’s tie.

Arabella just wanted to flee as Trishia’s presence alone annoyed her so much. So, she turned around slowly to the exit.

“Stop!” Bill sounded annoyed.

Though Arabella didn’t know whom he was commanding among the two of them, she stopped and slowly turned around only to see Bill’s questioning face.

She froze on her spot while Trishia rolled her eyes on her.

“Let’s get to work,” Bill ordered. “Trishia, please leave now,” Bill added then he went to his private room.

Trishia giggled in fury. Before she walked out, she deliberately bumped at Arabella.

“Oopsie…” Trishia naughtily sounded when Arabella stumbled. “That’s what you deserve! You really think Bill will keep you forever?” Trishia laughed mockingly. She walked gracefully closer to Arabella wearing her mockery for her. “Just a piece of advice, pull yourself together girl, and wake up in your dream before Bill dumps you like trash.” Trishia chuckled full of arrogance and sarcasm.

Arabella had no intent to fight with Trishia but her arrogance was already getting inside her nerves.

Arabella stood still and raised her left hand just an inch gap from Trishia's face with her wedding ring on her finger. Then she smiled at Trishia.

“Do you have this?” Arabella asked with mockery.

Trishia was startled. Seeing the ring made her want to cut Arabella’s finger. Arabella was clearly insulting her by showing her wedding ring in front of her face.

“If you already have this…” Arabella reached her hand closer to Trishia’s face so she could have a closer look at it. “That’s the time I will listen to your advice.” Arabella’s tone was insulting as she naughtily winked at Trishia. “But for now, I am Bill Sky’s wife. Live with it!” Arabella emphasized toughly with a smirk and her eyes were laughing mockingly at Trishia.

“In your dream!” Trishia gritted her teeth in anger as she quickly stormed out and closed the door with a loud bang.

Seeing Trishia’s intense irritation, Arabella felt relieved and satisfied.

She succeeded in provoking Trishia and won.

Arabella felt celebrating.

She was still wearing her triumphant smile when Bill strode back into his office.

“Bill Sky’s wife…” He sounded getting closer to her.

Arabella’s smile instantly faded away.

Bill heard her.

Her cheeks instantly blushed.

“Hmmm… I don’t mean to brag.” She quickly defended herself. Bill would probably be thinking that she was very proud of having her as his wife.

No way!

“Hmmm… really?” Bill smirked meaningfully as he got closer to her. His sharp eyes stared at her making her blush.

“I’m…” Arabella didn’t know how to respond but she felt that she had to clarify the matter with him.

“I’m just doing exactly what you did earlier with Eric.” She knew it was lame but she wasn’t able to think of a good reply. “I mean what you said to Eric.” She clarified seeing Bill frowned.

He quickly held her arms and pulled her as he was leaning on his working table. His grip was tight and Arabella panicked.

What did she say wrong? Bill seemed displeased with her answer.

“Eric?” Bill asked frowning and with a sharp gaze.“Are you two close already?” He added displeased while his grip on her arms tightened.

“I mean Mr. Eric Grant.” She would have not known that she was calling Eric by just his first name if Bill didn't question her. Maybe because Eric’s expression was always friendly and approaching towards her. She felt like she had known Eric a long time and he’s a long-time friend.

Bill looked at her seriously. She was intimidated by his stare but she tried to smile to hide her nervousness.

“Why are you smiling?” Bill asked puzzled.

“I smelled jealousy.” Arabella was just talking in her mind but it was too late for her to realize that Bill heard her.

“I … “Arabella wanted to clarify herself but it was too very late.

In just a quick second, Bill shut her mouth with his domineering lips.

“Wait! Wait!” Arabella pushed him a little. “Mr. Sky, office time.” She reminded him.

“My office, my rule!” He answered then continued locking her mouth with his luscious lips.

Arabella had no choice but to close her eyes as his kiss was always driving her crazy.

She was crazily indulged by his scent, his touch, and his kiss.

No man could turn her on like Bill. She hooked her arms around Bill’s neck then she passionately catered his domineering lips.

“Sh*t!” Bill cursed in his whispers. “Can we cancel all my meetings today?” He added with a displeased tone. It was obvious that he didn’t want to end kissing her and go beyond.

“You can’t.” She replied pushing him as she felt his hand was crawling inside his skirt then grasped her butt while his other hand unbuttoned her blouse.

“I want to f*ck you right now.” He whispered firmly. She could feel his temperature strike up. Arabella could also feel her own temperature was going to its peak. She felt so many crazy sensations electrifying her like she was a high school teenager who was kissed for the first time by her crush in the classroom secretly.

She wanted to tell him to stop but her words weren’t cooperating. They seemed stuck in her throat and didn’t want to go out or she just didn’t want their office madness to stop until someone opened the door.

They were both startled.

Just when Arabella remembered that she didn’t lock Bill’s door when Trishia went out.

“Good day, Mr. Sky.” Mr. Devon Luke, the vice president of Sky corporation strode elegantly inside with Trishia. He was already like the age of Ed Sky. Bill respected him but Bill always had the final decision of everything in the Sky Corporation.

“Bill, sorry, we knocked but we can’t hear your voice so we decided to enter.” Trishia quickly butted in. She was working under the VP now. Her position was not too much of her liking but she had no choice but to accept it and make the best of her ability to allure Bill whether in his office or his house.

“It's fine.” Bill dropped the pen on the table and looked at them. He was already sitting on his swivel chair.“Please have a seat.” He added formally.

Arabella was still trying to breathe fine under Bill’s table. She panicked when the door opened and first thought of her blouse unbuttoned and her fitted crumpled skirt almost on her waist. Her hair was messy and she was not sure about her lipstick.

“What can I do for you, Mr. Luke?” Bill asked calmly. His two hands were nestled on the table.