CHAPTER 32
Goodbye Cheater Hello CEO’s Wife
Chapter 32
Gwendolyn loosened her grip in surprise. âMarried To Zachary? He finally came around and saw your worth? So this is his place! Heâs not living with that annoying sister of his anymore? Questions tumbled out as Gwendolyn tried to make sense of this news
âjust let me explain everything, okay! Itâs kind of a long storyâ Isabella said, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket
Gwendolyn nodded, climbed onto the bed, and pulled the blanket over labella. The room felt a little cold, so she covered herself 100. Tmall ears for as long as you need,â she said. âTil call in clear all of my schedule for these days. So go ahead, tell me.â
Isabella recounted the engagement leading up to marrying Clayton. She told Gwendolyn about catching Zachary cheating on her with Scarlett
Gwendolyn fumed, her protective instincts in full force. âIf I ever nin into these two snakesâ¦â
âChen, I was just so stupid the last time, wasnât Ir Isabella said, leaning her head on her friendâs shoulder.
Gwendolynâs heart ached for her friend, pulling her into another hug. âDonât say that. You were just too trusting of him, too quick to think the best of people. Hat thatâs okay, youâre a wonderful person. Youâll find someone who truly loves you.â A thought struck her, âWait, so who did you end up marrying then?â Gwendolyn asked eagerly.
Isabellaâs checks reddened, and she kept her gaze down. âItâs the man I randomly asked to get married with.â
Gwendolynâs eyes went wide. The man you what?â
Isabella nodded. âWell, his nameâs Clayton. I registered as his wife as part of the act for Zachary y. But now. Iâve decided to actually start dating him.â
Gwendolyn grasped an important detail. âHold up. Did you say his name is Clayton?â
âYes, Clayton Murray, Isabella enunciated clearly. âYou met him last night.â
âOh my!â Gwendolyn slapped a hand over her gaping mouth.
âWhat? What is it?â Isabella asked, puzzled by her friendâs shocked reaction.
âClayton Murray! As in, the CEO of Rayson International? Gwendolyn repeated in disbelief.
Isabella jast nocled, âYeah, itâs him. I went to their office just yesterday, in fact.â
Gwendolynâs pretty eyes went wide with disbelief. âYour artis
cartially murried Clayton Murray?â
Isabella nodded again, thinking Gwendolynâs reaction was a little overblown. Yes. I did. Whatâs the matter?â
Gwendolyn gulped and suddenly reached out to pull Kabellaâs blanket, revealing the faint bruises on her skin. âDid Clayton do this to you?â
Isabella blushed, quickly covering herself again,
âDamn it, Clayton. Why did you change me into this skimpy camisole? Also, why was he nibbling on me all night like a starving dog? My body looks like I lost a fight! This is so embarrassingâ she cursed silently.
Isabellaâs silence told Gwendolyn everything she needed to know
Gwendolyn stared at Isabella and muntered. âIt canât be. Thereâs no other Clayton Murray in Moulmore. It has to be him!â
âWhat do you mean!â Isabella asked, her eyes widened with confusion. âWhatâs wrong with him?â
Gwendolyn nodded heavily. âSomething seen very off here.â
âOff? How?â Isabella implored.
Theard Claytonâs gay Gwendolyn said with a disdainful look.
âHâHeâs gay?â Isabella repeated those words in shock.
Gwendolyn reached out and tugged aside the blanket wrapped around labella. She looked at the love bites on Isabellaâs neck and said. Tve heard heâs not interested in women. He also seems to only keep male assistants around. But those marks he left on you! Straight as an arrow,
one at that!â
and a twisted
Isabella blushed once more. âWell, itâs true that his assistants are all men. Iâve seen them. Theyâre nice,â she said, clutching the blanket tighter around her.
âWhy would people think heâs gayâ she asked curiously.
Gwendolyn shrugged. âIâm not sure, I heard he acts really coldly toward women. But heâs got a close male friend, the second son of Maguire Groupâs CEO. Theyâve been inseparable since they were kids. People say that theyâre secret lovers. Clayton has never confirmed or denied it, so people just assume itâs true.
Isabella said meekly, âWell, rumors arenât necessarily true.
Gwendolyn looked at her timid friend and nodded. âI guess they arenât. Those marks he left on you pretty much debunk the whole not into womenâ idea. Perhaps he sings both ways! But hey, did he do anything weird to
to you?â
Isabellaâs eyes widened âWâWhat do you mean by weird?â
as bisexual.
Gwendolyn scratched her head, pondering where she should put it. Perhaps she should ask Steven, who was
Meeting babellaâs clear big eyes, she had to admir she was just as clueless. Gwendolyn reached over and gave the blanket wrapped around Isabella a gentle tug. I mean, just look at what heâs done to you. Isnât that weird enough!â
Isabella chitched the blanket back around herself, pondering the question with seriousness.
Meanwhile, Clayton flipped through a document while Johnny reported to him, eventually closing the folder.
He then turned to look at Johnny. âAny idea how long this has been happening?â
Johnny nodded. âSince last week. The computer engineering department developed a new firewall, and the entire company updated its systems. Our computers were unaffected because we werenât in the office that day
Chyton sneered
Kayson spoke up cauously. âShould we quictly replace the programm ourselves? A public update might alert the suspectsâ
Clayton stippled his fingers and leaned back in his chair. His expressionless features nonetheless struck dread into his assistants.
After a long pause, Clayton smirked, âJust leave the bug in place.
His response left his assistant stunned.
Claytonâs knowing gaze swept over them. âSo he wants intel on Rayson International? Then, letâs give it to him. He wonât believe it anyway. Seems like he prefers sneaking at us in his discreet ways Very well, Kayson. Anything we want him to know, we leave it for him to steal. Weâll toss him some scraps ourselves if we feel like it,â
Kayson grinned widely as understanding dawned, âGot it. Theyâre practically begging to be caught. We can use this ploy to lead them straight into a trapâ
Claytonâs eyes were as unfathomable as the sea, his expression ley. âIt seems theyâve helped themselves to quite a bounty.â
Johnny went on. âHens looked into the mole planted in our computer center.
Clayton turned his attention to Hendrix, who quickly responded, âWeâve identified the suspects but have kept it quiet so far. The other departments have been checked as well. All targets have been locked in.â
Clayton gave an approving look at Johany.âImpressive work.
Johnnyâs face turned grim. âWhat should we do with them? Cut them loose or keep them in place?â
Clayton sneered, âLet them stay a while longer. Weston, Hendrix, I want detailed information on these people within two days, with every weakness that can be exploited.â
Weston and Hendrix nodded.
âAs for you, Kayson, it seems we have some time to kill over the next couple of days. Come up with some entertaining ways to toy with our friendsâ Weâve been far too accommodating lately. Wouldnât want them to find us dull hosts, now would we?â Clayton added
At this, Kayson grinned sinisterly.
Gwendolyn had wanted to spend the day with Isabella. They hadnât seen each other for three months, and she finally wrapped up from filming. Steven had promised ler a week off to recuperate..
However, her plans were quickly dashed
Just as she and Isabella were about to have lunch together. Steven called, demanding her immediate presence at the film xet.
Despite her initial protests and tantrums, Gwendolyn ultimately relented. The unpredictable nature of her schedule was an unavoidable part of life
as an artist.
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Gwendolyn gave Isabellaâs arm an affectionate squeeze. âCome with me to set, Isabella?â
With Clayton away and nothing else going on, Isabella ragged along. As much as she enjoyed the comfort of her home, the maids from the Murray residence were always around, so getting out sounded nice.
Gwendolyn cheered, pumping her fist in celebration, but then quickly realized she was still in her pajamas and had nothing else to wear
Isabella hesitantly opened the closet. âYou can see if thereâs anything you like. Iâm still getting used to these clothesâ
âWow, did Clayton buy all this for you? Gwendolyn exclaimed.
Isabella nodded, looking at the rows of clothes.
Gwendolyn was impressed. âHow sweet of him to take you shopping already!â
Isabella shook her head. âThey just showed up when I had nothing to wear the first day I moved hereâ
She still remembered wearing his white shirt on the first day when there werenât any clothes for her to put on. Her cheeks flushed at the memory.
Gwendolyn was too engrossed in the clothes to notice Isabellaâs blushing cheeks. âWhoa, he practically brought the whole store to you! And they all seem tailored to fit your frame and romantic style,â she muttered to herself as she picked our their outfits
She chose a prim yellow skirt for Isabella and paired it with a white cardigan. âThis would look great with boots. The collar can cover up those love bites too!
Blushing furiously, Isabella gave her friend a playful smack before taking the clothes.
Isabella knew she could trust Gwendolyn with her outfit.
Gwendolyn picked a flowing bohemian dress and admired herself in the mirror, highly satisfied. âClayton really has an eye for choosing pretty clothes
The dress was a bit short on Gwendolynâs taller frame, since it was made to fit Isabella. While Isabella appeared dim on the outside, she had a splendid figure.
Having been neglected at home, she stuck to basic denim and sporty styles, never wearing anything expensive.
Gwendolyn chuckled while checking out the designer labels, Isabella likely had no clue just how valuable these clothes were. Gwendolyn decided not to overwhelm her friend with the exorbitant prices of the clothes.
After dolling up, the two left the house,
When they arrived at the film sei, Steven had been anxiously paring at the entrance.
Sporting the girls, he waved his delicate fingers drammatically. âThereâs my lile darling, finally! And oh, Isabella, look at you. You look amazing! I see youâre finally learning a thing or two about dressing to impress.â
With that, he turned around and headed inside.
Gwendolyn and Isabella exchanged a smile Isabella sruck her tongue out once his back was turned
In the dressing room, Gwendolyn found a spot for Isabella to sit before confronting Steven. âAll right, why do you need me on set today? Didnât we agree on a wreck off??
âOh, Gwendolyn. You know I wouldnât interrupt your rest without a good reason,â Steven said, taking a seat on the armrest of Gwendolynâs mini couch. âThereâs this incredible opportunity coming up, and you canât afford to miss itâ Steven said excitedly, looking mysterious.
Gwendolyn swatted away his debeare fingers pointing at her. âYeah, yeah. Quit beating around the bushâ
Steven
looked offended. âLetâs maintain a bit of elegance, shall we?â
Gwendolyn glared at him.
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