THE CEO'S FAKE WIFE

The Mysterious Girl From The Past

"You owe me an explanation! So you have a plan B that I don't know? I'm the plan A and the girl that you call 'her' earlier was the plan B? What will happen if you choose plan B? Are you going to get rid of me and cancel the agreement just like that?" asked Beatrice staring at Luke with a killer face. At that time they were already inside the car.

Luke breathed out heavily,

"I'll explain you later," he said flatly, he kept focusing his gaze on the road in front of him.

"No, I cannot wait! I need a certainty! If everything will end in vain, why would I follow your plan? I'd rather spend my vacation more meaningfully than waste my time with you!" she snapped, folding her arms across her chest.

''Okay fine, I'll give you the guarantee fee," he said at last, and those words managed to make Beatrice fall silent. She turned to him, raising her eyebrows.

"How much?" asked her cautiously.

"Twenty thousand dollars!"

"What? Twenty thousand dollars? Are you kidding me? No, thanks!" said her waving her hand arrogantly.

Luke snorted in disbelief, "You really love money, don't you?"

"Of course, I do because who doesn't? You're asking me to be your temporary wife because you love money too! You go after that CEO position because you wanted more money! So don't judge me because you know what? We are the same!"

Luke stroked his hair, thinking.

"Okay fine, thirty thousand dollars and that the final number, no more objection! You should be thankful because at least you could visit Bruges without spending a penny!" said him casually, he knew Beatrice will accept his offer.

"I'd rather spend my time alone,"

"Okay, fifty fucking thousand!" shouted Luke impatiently.

"That's a deal! Okay, let's go to Bruges!"

"You're impossible!" snapped Luke, shaking his head.

*****

The next morning

"Wake up you sleepy head!"

She opened her eyes, squinted. "Let me sleep a little bit longer," she said, hiding under her blanket.

"No, you're not! You have to get up now!" he gripped her wrist and pulled her up.

"Clean yourself, I'll see you downstairs in five minutes!"

"Five minutes? Are you kidding me?!"

"I'm not kidding! If you don't show up in five minutes I'll cancel the agreement!"

For seconds, Beatrice thought Luke was joking but he didn't laugh or smile at all.

And exactly five minutes later they were already inside the car heading to Belgia. "I need some music," said her casually.

"Just do as you please," Luke seemed didn't really care.

"Really? Yeay!" shrieked her cheerfully, she connected the music player to her phone and before long the music played loudly.

"Where will we stay later?" she asked casually.

"The Duke's Palace Hotel."

"So I could get my own room right?!" she asked again with a smile on her face.

"All rooms are full, we'll share the room again."

He lied, actually, there were many empty rooms, he was just afraid that Beatrice might be run away from him.

Beatrice pursed her lips,

"What about another hotel?"

she suggested that because she didn't want to share a room with him.

Luke shook his head slowly,

"I can't, the person I'm going to meet is staying in that hotel too!"

Beatrice, who had been a bit cheerful before, immediately became gloomy again,

'Who is Luke going to meet? Why is she so important to him?'

She grumbled in her head while glancing at Luke annoyed. She put air pods in her ears, leaned back, and closes her eyes tightly. Soon she fell asleep.

After a tedious three-hour drive, they finally arrived in Bruges.

"Oh God, it's magical!" she looked around the city with blazing eyes.

"I told you already," he muttered half-smiling, "It's beautiful isn't it?"

Beatrice smiled broadly,

"Yeah, just like me! Beautiful!"

Luke snorted, shrugging, "Whatever you say..."

Luke turned his car into a five-star hotel with a luxurious feel of a typical European empire, there was a large inscription in front of it.

DUKE'S PALACE HOTEL

Even the architecture of the Dukes' Palace Hotel fascinated Beatrice so much. The building was literally made to resemble a kingdom, there were fives floors with approximately 110 rooms with complete and luxurious facilities.

"Bonjour, j'ai reservation au nom de Luke Carter."

said Luke to the hotel receptionist with fluent French.

After taking care of the administration at the front desk, They were immediately escorted to their rooms on the fifth floor, a porter helped to carry their suitcases on a trolley.

Beatrice felt like jumping with joy! She had always wanted that kind of luxurious lifestyle that she had only read in her favorite romance books.

The room that Luke has booked was the Heritage Suite which has an area of ​​​​approximately 52 square meters. The room was dominated by pastel colors and the walls were lined with striped wallpaper with a mix of moss green and cream.

There was a pair of sofas, and also a dining chair in the other corner. While the main bedroom was equipped with a king-size bed for two people with giant wooden ornaments adorning some parts of the room.

"Oh my God! I like it! I like this hotel so much!"

She screamed happily, she threw herself onto the bed in a supine style. She felt like a duchess living in a kingdom.

Luke just smiled faintly staring at the scene, she rushed to the bathroom to wash her face and change clothes.

Soon after that,

"You left right away?"

She asked when she saw Luke was already looked handsome in his dark blue Ben Sherman sweater and beige chinos.

He handed her the black card,

"Spend wisely!"

She immediately glared,

"Are you sure????!"

he asked almost shouting.

Luke didn't answer, he took his cold coat and walked out. He didn't say where he was going and he didn't say goodbye, not because he didn't want to, but because he was too nervous. He was going to meet someone from his past. Someone who once turned his feelings upside down.

He expected that the person could give him the explanation for the wound that she had left in his heart, which had made him slump for almost 3 years.

Beatrice frowned at Luke's unusual behavior and the idea popped into her head, she wanted to follow him to find out who was he's going to meet and why that person would decide whether their marriage was going to happen or not.

She looked down at the black card in her hand and suddenly a broad smile showed up on her face...

*****