Chapter 33 – The Disguised Billionaire and His Accidental Wife Novel

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Taking the pen,

Serenity got up from the swing and walked to the balcony railing to sign her name on the contract against the hard concrete.

Zachary took out an ink pad for her to seal the agreement with a thumbprint.

The couple kept one copy of the contract each.

Serenity folded the contract nonchalantly and stuffed it in her pocket.

Zachary was irked by her incuriosity , but who was he to judge? He wrote the contract after all. Even though the demands outlined were detrimental and worked to her disadvantage , Serenity did not try to add a clause to get more than what was already stated.

“You had a tiring day. Get some rest.”

“You too.”

Serenity said with a smile. “I‘m going to sit here for a bit and enjoy the flowers. It has always been my dream to have a balcony filled with plants. Now that my dream has come true, I just can‘t get enough of the view.”

She did not seem to hold the contract against him at all.

Did she marry him without a hidden agenda? Was he just

being paranoid?

How else could he explain her unruffled, unfazed, and even happy behavior?

Zachary quietly stared at her for a while before leaving her to be.

He grabbed his car keys and went out the door. Serenity‘s mellow voice was heard from the balcony “Are you going out, Mr. York?”

“Yeah. Don‘t stay up and wait for me. Just leave the door unlocked for me.”

Serenity grinned. “I have never stayed up and waited for you.”

Zachary was stumped.

Her reply was a slap in his face.

Flustered, Zachary made a quick exit.

He went to the Lewis‘ residence to have a drink with Duncan. Serenity really got him in a foul mood.

Serenity should be the one to feel humiliated and upset. Yet, she did not care. Zachary, on the other hand, had been up the wall, probably because he felt brushed off for the first time.

That was right. Serenity‘s offhanded response toward the strict terms of the contract was a mirror of her attitude toward him.

He was a dreamboat , but Serenity had no intentions to fall in love with him.

He had an awesome body, but the thoughts of jumping him and getting into his pants never crossed Serenity‘s mind.

Huh?

What was he whining about?

Zachary should be happy that she knew her place. At least, she was not shameless to be all over him.

Despite all that talk to convince himself, Zachary had a bit too much to drink at Duncan‘s place. Duncan was of no help as he only brought out all the good liquor. In the end, Zachary was three sheets to the wind.

Zachary must have drunk a lot because he was someone who could hold his liquor. That was some good wine.

Duncan had it worse though as he collapsed to the ground unconscious while Zachary was still able to walk.

Zachary was picked up by his bodyguards. While on the road, the bodyguard asked his drunk but wide–awake employer, “Where to, Sir?”

“T–To Brynfield.”

He should not stay out since the couple only met the parents today. That was the least he could do to show some respect to his wife. The bodyguards dropped Zachary off at Brynfrield. Although Zachary was still capable of walking, the bodyguard was uncomfortable leaving him alone and helped Zachary up the stairs.

“Sir, should I wake the missus up?”

The bodyguard only asked since the missus should be in bed at this late hour. Feeling around for his house keys, Zachary cried, “No need.”

Zachary and Serenity were merely a married couple on paper anyway. Even if the alcohol was getting to Zachary’s head, he did not need Serenity to tend to him. God knew if she would take advantage of him while he was intoxicated.

At the age of thirty, Zachary had not lost his first kiss to anyone.

Much less, had the sanctity of his modesty violated.

Romance had never been in the cards for Zachary.

Nana often called him a loveless and passionless man, but because of his lackluster expectation toward love, Zachary married Serenity to get Nana off his back.

Despite searching all his pockets, Zachary could not find his house keys. He said, “… Jim, maybe you should wake the missus.”

It appeared that he had left home without his keys.

The bodyguard immediately pounded on the door.

Although Serenity was asleep, she was a light sleeper, and the pounding woke her up. She pricked up her ears and realized someone was at the door. As she got up to see who it was, it dawned on her that she was in her pajamas. Serenity pulled out a winter jacket from the

wardrobe to put on before proceeding to open the door. With the door swung open, Zachary and Jim were stunned to see Serenity in a thick winter jacket.

It was October right now. Sure, the mornings and nights were breezy, but it was still sweltering during the day.

It did not seem like the right occasion to put on a winter jacket.

“Hello, I’m the designated driver from a chauffeuring service. Your husband is drunk, so I walked him up.”

It was a good thing Jim was quick to think on his feet and come up with a lie. He handed Zachary along with the car keys to Serenity.

Serenity thought she was knocked over by a mule. Zachary was heavy!

“Thank you, Mister.” Serenity said to Jim. “No problem.” Jim stole a glance at Mr. Zachary before slipping away. After closing and locking the door, Serenity steadied Zachary’s staggering footsteps as they walked into the house. She nagged at him, “Why did you drink so much? You stink of alcohol.”

Zachary remained quiet but whined inwardly instead, Whose fault was it anyway? You!’

Tossing the car keys on the coffee table, Serenity helped

Zachary up to his bedroom door before letting go. She uttered, “It’s written in the contract that your bedroom is off-limits. This is as far as I can go. You’re on your own. Wait until tomorrow to take a shower. I fear you might drown in the bathroom in this state.”

Zachary opened the door to his room and stumbled in. He stopped after a few steps and slowly turned around to ask, “… Why are you wearing such a thick jacket on a hot day?”

He thought the alcohol was making him imagine things.

“I didn’t have time to get dressed, so I put on a jacket to open the door for you.”

Serenity explained and shut the door for him.

Following a bang, the door cut the husband and wife off from further communication.

Having returned to her room, Serenity eagerly took off the jacket and murmured, “The heat’s killing me.”

Once she was gone, Zachary stayed put in the silence for a while before tottering his way to his bed and dove headfirst into

the soft sheets. He needed to get back to the comfort of his bedroom to rest his head.

Drowsiness quickly swept him away.

It was in the afternoon by the time he woke up the next day.

Since Zachary slept the whole night without turning on the air conditioner , he awoke to a stench of alcohol and sweat. Due to his bordering neat-freak tendency, he rushed to the toilet to throw up.

He immediately took a bath.

Zachary came out of the bathroom, feeling refreshed. He was himself again.

With his mind harking back to his drunken night, Zachary vowed to never get himself intoxicated again.

Fortunately , he had signed an agreement with Serenity before going out. Serenity kept to her word and did not prey on him while he was vulnerable. Now, Zachary wondered if he was in the right to draft the contract.

Nevertheless , they might just have to roll with it since both parties already agreed to it.

Having retrieved his peace of mind, Zachary realized that he was hungry. He walked out of his room, expecting a piping hot breakfast spread to be ready on the table. To his dismay, Serenity left a note on the dining table, telling him that she went to work and that he should deal with his own meals. Zachary crunched the note in his hand. “…”