The Wife I Never Met
Chapter 11

She looked staight in to his eyes, trying to replace any clues of lies but found none. Liam’s voice was so resolute and left no doubts in her that what he said was indeed the truth. So she looked down and mumbled.

“I see” but wait she couldn’t just let him off that easily. ‘huh, lets see how you can explain this’. So in a low voice she said.

“what about when I called you last night, you were so uninterested in what I was saying. why are you here now, care to explain.”

With that Liam pulled her into his embrace, and looked at this woman in front of him.

” well firstly when you called, I was in a meeting with 20 people so I couldn’t talk,. Secondly I missed you and lastly I figured you’ll need my support since you’ve seen the person who annoyed you the most.”

With that he gave her long and passionate k**s, it was so long that Ciara felt that she was really going to be suffocated.

Only when her legs were about to go jelly did he let her go. They locked eyes, with Ciara lost in the moment. She was so mesmerized that she even forgot the reason why she was angry at him in the first place. Liam finally looked up and frowned a little, it was the first time that he noticed the layout of the room.

It was small with only a bed, coffee station and a bathroom. Noticing his frown, Ciara couldn’t help but ask in a low voice.

“Hey, what is wrong?”

“was this room booked for you by the crew?”

“yeah, why?”

Thinking about the money he had invested in the movie, but his wife only received such a treatment. He felt that the room was no different from a match box, but of course he couldn’t say that to Ciara. So He only replied with a sneer.

Seeing that, it was as if Ciara could read his Mind.

“Hey hey, this room is big enough ok! Look i can even stretch myself, oh yeah and can even do a few yoga positions”

She said that enthusiastically while demonstrating with a few moves, not noticing the pit she had dug up for herself as the man’s gaze darkened.

He tried masking the l**t by deepening him voice.

“I see, but this room is clearly not big enough for the two of us. Im leaving.” he took a few steps and noticed that no one was following him.

“Aren’t you coming “

This annoyed Ciara a little, she felt really comfortable in her room. Did she really have to change rooms. ‘arhg this man is really annoying’ of course she didn’t say that out loud, but ended up saying in a low voice.

“this is really not fair”

Liam smiled little, seeing that although the little woman in front of him was complaining but she had started moving her things. She was a little obedient.

“Leave that, someone will come and get your things “

“ohw no, that’s really fine. You shouldn’t bother anyone as I’m already used to doing this”.

Liam didn’t really feel explaining anything to her, so he only looked at her for a while, spun his heels and went straight to the door and left. Seeing Liam’s behavior, Ciara sighed. She had no choice but to follow him.

She ran to catch up with his long strides, when she finally caught up with him she was panting, trying to catch her breath.

“you…. Hey slow down, are you trying kill me or what. You know if I keep in running like this I’ll end up fainting from exhaustion.”

Liam ignored her and kept his pace walking towards the elevator. They both entered and rode to the last floor which was a penthouse. The only Penthouse in the hotel, which was Liam’s private suite. No one was allowed to come to this floor unless given the green card by Liam. And only the head cleaner was allowed to clean the pent house.

So they finally reached the last floor, Liam opened the door using his key card. He then led her inside.

Upon entering the penthouse Ciara couldn’t hide the shock she felt, that she even stood rooted in one spot. If someone told her there was a penthouse that big in this hotel, she would, without a doubt tell them that they are lying. But now she had withness all of this with her own eyes.

She slowly lifted her legs and moved toward the glass wall which showed the 180 degree angle views. There was even an artificial lake, which they had a full view of.

The penthouse had very expensive finishings, the theme was different from the hotel. It’s theme was on the masculine side, you’d be able to know that it belonged to a man without even asking anyone.

“Did you book this entire penthouse?” of course she felt that her question was dump, why would she even ask knowing very well how wealthy the man was of course he could afford it. She still looked at him expectedly waiting for him to answer.

“No” he said this nonchalantly, as this was normal to him, and not something to be proud of. He then continued.

“I own this hotel sweetheart”.