(Layla’s POV)
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I could not believe what I heard and blinked my eyes several times, “Excuse me?”
I stared at him with my mouth slightly open in disbelief. His tailored suit fit his body perfectly, and his blue eyes would be magnetic to other women but that charm would not work on me, “Wait, let me get this straight. You want me to be your contract wife?”
He did not even flinch while leaning casually against his desk. Such a confident man he was for having to me such ridiculous suggestion. I took a deep breath and continued before he could say a word, “There are a lot of women who would agree to be your contract wife. Plus, I’m still married. Do not make such a joke to a woman who is in a middle of getting a divorce”
“Why do you think it is a joke?”
I laughed and shook m
