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It was supposed to be a simple contract marriage between the two of them.

He could avoid being tied to a vicious woman who had been pursuing him since birth.

She could gain external support to overcome her illegitimate status and become the heir apparent and CEO of the Valentine conglomerate.

It was a relationship where they were supposed to use each other.

But now-

“Commander, your wife is having a private dinner with the CEO of a technology company. During the dinner, he held her hands and tried touching her waist.”

“Directly leak their company secrets and sink their stocks.” An angry voice replied.

“Commander, the Co-CEO of a startup company sent a room worth of roses to your wife’s office.”

“It seems he no longer wants to live. Directly buy out the other shares and oust him from his position. Go and order enough roses to fill up every room in her office. Fly them in if you need to.”

When he got home.

“Wife, why are you angry? Should I rub your feet? Help you take a bath?”

“Why are you interfering with me? Wasn’t this supposed to be a contract marriage?” his wife coyly asked him.

The man suddenly picked her up and carried her up the stairs while giving her a devilish smile.

“Yes, we are. I’m contracted to love, protect, and cherish you. Let me show you how much.”

Contract Marriage – Military Husband x CEO Wife

When Celeste woke up, it was already late in the afternoon. Richard was beside her tapping away with one hand on his laptop.

"Awake?" he looked down at her and asked.

Celeste yawned and stretched as best as she could with one hand tied up before laying on her side facing him.

"1700" he replied. Seeing her sleepily counting on her fingers, he corrected, "It's five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Mmm, you should have said that first. Wake me up for dinner around 10 pm please," she said and closed her eyes to sleep. Since she had no work today, it was time to sleep away the past couple of weeks of stress. By the time she woke up for dinner, Auntie Mae would have made a tasty meal and a yummy dessert. It might even be chocolatey.

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