President's Contract Wife

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(Ignore my mistakes)

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After dinner, Sidharth took the initiative to clean up the dishes while Shehnaaz behind him leaned on his back and her hand around his waist..

They didn't say anything. The warmth and tranquillity flowed quietly in the room.

Shehnaaz tilted her head to look at his hands under the water, the joints of which were distinct and beautiful.

Such a pair of hands was actually used to wash the dishes. What a waste!

Sidharth would cook and wash dishes, which were completely incompatible with his status.

If she didn't know him and they weren't married, and someone told her that SEG's president, Sidharth, could cook and wash dishes, Shehnaaz would definitely not believe it.

Staying away from housework should be the style for a president of a company.

However, after marrying him, this idea was completely overturned.

It turned out that he, the proud king, would do such ordinary things.

Thinking about it, Shehnaaz couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's the matter?" Sidharth turned to look at her and asked softly.

"Nothing." Shehnaaz shook her head, "I just feel that you're a little unreal."

Sidharth stared at her quietly, his eyes as deep as the sea.

Embarrassed by the sight, she looked away and urged him, "Hurry up and wash the dishes."

She suddenly turned around. Her waist was suddenly tightened. She turned around in astonishment, only to be kissed by him. Sidharth sucked her lips over and over again with extreme tenderness.

After a long time, he reluctantly left her lips and wrapped her in his arms.

Shehnaaz leaned obediently against his chest, his calm heartbeat echoing in her ears.

He gently stroked her hair and hugged her for a long time. His deep and pleasant voice sounded in the quiet kitchen.

"Now do you feel real?"

Shehnaaz was shocked for a moment, and then she came to herself. It was because of her words that he kissed her.

She couldn't help but laugh, "Yes, it's always real."

Sidharth chuckled and let go of her, "Now Wash the dishes."

The atmosphere was ruined by the words "wash the dishes". She could do nothing
but pout.

Shehnaaz came out of the bath and found
that Sidharth was not in his room.

She frowned and walked out of the room.

"No matter how much the other party
asks, buy it." Sidharth said to Byron who was on the other end of the phone.

"Sidharth, if so, they will deliberately raise
the price." Byron's voice was filled with
worry.

"It doesn't matter, as long as they are
willing to sell it." What he was afraid of
was not the high price, but that the other
the party didn't want to sell it.

"I see. I will do as you say." Byron replied seriously, but then he changed the topic, "Sidharth, you're throwing money for your love."

His voice was full of ridicule.

Love?

Sidharth's gaze fell on the photo on the table which was of him and Shehnaaz.

It was taken at the amusement park the other day.