103. FAKE WIFE


    CELINE’S POV


    “Why are you trying to drive my sister away from you?” I asked Sebastian as soon as we reached our


    room. I kept my eyes on him as he walked to the fridge to get a bottle of cold water and then handed it


    to me.


    “It bothers me when she picks on you like that…” he said and my hand, which was ready to grab the


    bottle from him, stiffened slightly as it prepared to do so.


    I sighed as I sat on the couch, and looked at him.


    He stared back at me with a long look that was worth a thousand words, and all of a sudden… a


    mysterious smile spread across his face.


    I averted my gaze away from him to avoid making eye contact, and held the cup in my hand tightly,


    staring nkly as if I was lost in a deep thought.


    The urge to start a business of my own suddenly popped into my mind. What if I invest in my husband’s


    company?


    Great idea!


    “Have you found yourself once more lost in your own thoughts?” I was taken aback by Sebastian’s


    voice, and as a result… I co cked my head to look back at him.


    “Would it be possible for me topete with other parties for yourpany’s business tender if I were


    to start apany right now?” I asked him, and he gave me a puzzled look.


    “Are you thinking of doing business?” he asked back, and I nodded.


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    “Who doesn’t want to make money…” I stated, shrugging my shoulders as I opened the bottle and took


    a swig from it.


    “Are you quite certain that all you want to do is make money?” Again, with a teasing grin ying on his


    lips, he questioned. “How much money do you want? With the title of Mrs. Anderson… I don’t think you


    should be worrying about finances…


    I felt somewhat ufortable because of the unexpected closeness he showed me, but I managed to


    hide my unhappiness on my face. “I know my ce, Mr. Anderson!” I said, deliberately emphasizing the


    last two words.


    Yes, my title as his wife was fake.


    And I don’t have any idea how long my reputation as Mrs. Anderson wouldst.


    As a result… having my ownpany rather than depending on that of others would be the most


    reliable option.


    “Do you always put so much thought into things?” he questioned, showing a modicum of interest.


    He might be thinking that I was almost the same age as his sister, but I had far more life experiences


    and was matured than she was.


    “Don’t you think it’s a good idea to make preparations ahead of time?” ‘I said. “Do you want me to wait


    until I’m having trouble paying my bills before I start making ns?”


    Sebastian didn’t appear to be aware of the fact that my smile was obviously false or that it made me


    look like I was concealing my face in any way.


    The next thing I knew… he was picking me up and carrying me bridal style. His blue eyes became a


    little brighter, and the curve on his lips. became even more charming.


    I was taken aback by his gestures, but inadvertently, I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady


    myself and prevent myself from


    falling


    He gently ced me on the bed, and didn’t pull away as soon as he stared me straight into the eyes.


    “W-what are you doing?” I stuttered, my arms still wrapped around his neck, but my eyes were staring


    at him warily.


    His expression stiffened for a moment. Then he poked my forehead with his index finger, which caused


    me to open my eyes quite wide.” Am I a monster? Why are you giving me that kind of look?”


    I rolled my eyes and shoved him aside before attempting to envelop my entire body in the nkets.


    Sebastian, much to my astonishment, proceeded toy beside me, put his arm around my waist, and


    then buried his face into the crevice of my neck.


    “You’re quite a restless sleeper, do you know that hmm…?” he whispered, his voice was h o ar se.


    “Struggling and kicking around are rtively minor concerns, but you also asionally suffer


    nightmares, and at other times you might even start crying. To tell you the truth, I’ve ne of these. Please


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    een able to get a good nie to move, okay? Let me


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    My struggle with insomnia got much worse after my mother passed away. My mother’s face would


    constantly be reflected in the water whenever I had a dream about her. It was impossible for me to


    recall the number of times that I had startled awake in the tiny hours of the morning feeling terrified.


    However… I was able to get through the past two nights, both at the hospital and here at Anderson


    Vi, without waking up until the morning. Naturally, Sebastian would have me ensconced in his arms


    each and every time I opened my eyes to a new day.


    But… Lhad no idea that I was like that, despite what he had informed me whenever I was in my sleep.


    When I stared at him, my hand moved to touch his handsome face and I ran my fingers along his


    exquisite jaw while my thumb lightly brushed his lips.


    ‘Sebastian…” I murmured into his ear, but it wasn’t loud enough to rouse him awake. “What is it that


    you want from me? What’s your real purpose in marrying me?”


    What else did I possess except my life that was valuable enough to be put to use at this precise time?


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