Falling for My Contractual Wife

Upon realizing the rough words he had just uttered, Carson's throat bobbed, and he abruptly released her.

Vivian gazed at him with dazed eyes, looking pitiful, and after a long moment with his hand hovering above her head, Carson gently said, "You better sleep."

Vivian let out a breath, clinging to his arm. It seemed she had exhausted herself from the commotion and lay still on the bed, though her hand was still tightly clutching his. Carson was also tired, so he simply collapsed by the bedside and fell into a deep sleep..

The next morning, the ring of a cell phone awoke both of them almost simultaneously.

Vivian, seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, was bewildered for a couple of seconds before she noticed the man beside her and inhaled sharply.

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Carson was also taken aback for a moment, then with an impassive expression, he answered the phone.

Vivian immediately shrank back to the head of the bed.

Grace had intended to wait for Carson's return the previous night, but she was too sleepy and ended up dozing off while waiting.

Upon waking up in the morning and finding Carson not back yet, she hurriedly called him.

Carson answered the phone, said he would be right back on the phone, and then hung up.

Vivian, feeling awkward, couldn't bear to look at him, as she had no recollection of what had happened the night before.

Carson looked at her, his gaze showing no embarrassment. Instead, he stared at her with a teasing glint in his eyes.

"Where are we?" she asked.

"At my place," he replied.

Vivian nervously swallowed. "Why am I at your house?"Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"What do you think?" Carson raised an eyebrow, throwing the question back at her.

Vivian had always regarded Carson as a friend, after all, they had known each other for many years.

But from his look and his expression, it seemed that their relationship had changed.

She glanced down at her clothes and then back up at him, noticing a more pronounced mischievousness at the corners of his mouth.

"Did anything happen last night?" she inquired, reassured that nothing had happened since her clothes were intact.

But just then, Carson suddenly tugged at his shirt, revealing a patch of bruise on his shoulder.

Vivian's eyes widened in disbelief. 'Did I cause it?' she wondered

Carson looked at her with a mischievous glint. "Vivian, you usually seem so prim and proper, but I didn't expect you to be such a little wildcat!" Vivian felt utterly mortified.

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So, what exactly had happened between them last night?

She was so einbarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. After much internal struggle, she asked again, "Did anything else happen?"

Carson leaned in for a closer look at her. "Why do you ask? Are you trying to take responsibility?"

Vivian immediately shook her head. "Carson, as adults, a one-night stand doesn't mean anything serious!

She quickly finished her sentence and hopped out of bed, slipping away.

Carson's lips curled up/slightly, his heart feeling as if it was walking on soft cotton.

Even when he got home, Carson couldn't help but wear a faint smile.

Grace was busy getting ready for work and, noticing the smile on his face, asked while attending to her own matters, "What's got you so happy? Why didn't you come back after you took Vivian home last night?" Carson shook his head nonchalantly. "I didn't come back. Go to work. I'll take care of Austin.

Just before leaving, Grace felt something was amiss and turned back to look at him earnestly. "Did you two spend the night together?"

Carson paused for a moment. "You could say that."

"You... What do you mean by that? Carson, you mustn't do anything inappropriate!"