Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 82

Things were finally looking like they were playing in my favor. Gabriel and I were on good terms and now we could be normal again. We had gone back to joking with each other on set which was such a breath of fresh air. It made the whole set seem less tense.

“Okay Tiffany, I need you to really sell the whole tortured and in pain feeling.” I looked at my female lead. The man you want to be with cannot be yours because he’s promised to someone else. I need to see the frustration and hear it in your voice, okay?”

“Got it.” She gave me a thumbs up.

I turned but bumped into Gabriel who I had not noticed had moved and was now right behind me. The man moved like a

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“Sorry.” I laughed it off and looked up at him. “Ready?”

He nodded. “Always.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

I walked back to my chair behind the camera. I gave my cameramen the signal to get into position and make sure that we had the right shot. I only wanted to do this in as few takes as possible. We were losing daylight.

“Okay, places please,” I yelled “Right, action.”

Tiffany and Gabriel faced each other and acted out the scene. They were brilliant. The emotions they conveyed made me believe every single word they were saying. There was so much pain and anger in

Tiffany’s words I was tearing up as 1 watched them. Then there was Gabriel. The man truly did deserve all the accolades he had.

“And cut!” I sniffed. “That was brilliant guys!”

The entire area erupted with applause as Tiffany wiped away the tears that had fallen from her eyes. She truly did have to dig deep down to get all of that out and 1 knew it had taken a lot out of her. I walked to her and gave her a big hug. She practically fell into my embrace and allowed me to hold her. There was a story behind what she had just pulled out and whatever it was had been a huge defining moment in her past.

I pulled away from her and then turned to Gabriel and gave him a hug.

“You two were so good.” I smiled. “And we only needed the one take. You guys should rest, you earned it.”

They both nodded and walked off the set.

I said my goodbyes to everyone and headed to my trailer to collect my stuff. Today had been such an early day for me. I had to be up by 3 AM to make it in time for the call time at 4 AM. And it had been so hard to roll myself out of bed. It was usually Damon who gave me the needed push when I was being lazy in bed.

I walked into my trailer and slumped down on my little makeshift bed. I swiped my phone open and saw a series of texts from my husband. He’d sent me a video of the macaroni and cheese Corinna had made for him.

Damon: Your sister may just kill me. If so, just know that I loved you with all my heart.

And ironically I got a text from my sister just after that one to refute his claims of trying to poison him.

Corinna: I swear I am never feeding your husband again. He can starve. He called my mac and cheese bland and subpar yet finished the whole damn plate.

Corinna: I may stab him with a spoon.

I couldn’t help but laugh. I loved their dynamic. They may still say that they hated each other but I knew that deep down they had warmed up to each other. I still found it so funny how my sister had dated my husband and now I was trying to push them to be cordial with each other. The way this had all turned on its head in less than a year was crazy to me. And now with our anniversary coming up, I couldn’t help but to think back on how this all began.

One simple lie and cover-up turned our entire lives around.

I dialed my husband’s number and waited for him to pick up. It didn’t take long before his brilliant smile lit up my screen. “Hello, wife.”

“Hello, husband. I hope you two haven’t burned down my house?”

“Us? Never. We are bonding.” I could hear the sarcasm dripping in his tone.

“Bonding my ass!” Corinna said in the background. “He has been moping like a little whiny baby for the past three days.”

My husband looked over his shoulder as soon as my sister came into view. “I have not been whining. Is it a crime to miss the

woman I love?”

“It should be when you stare at her picture like a psycho.” My sister smirked before she looked at the screen. “You have him so whipped, I love it.”

“Go away.” Damn shooed her away with his hands.

The two kept going at each other and I just sat back and watched. I missed them both dearly. I wasn’t used to being far away for such a long period of time.

After some time the two of them had to get ready for work and I had to head back to my hotel.

I had been tossing and turning in bed all night and still sleep had managed to evade me. I reached for my phone and went to text my husband but then I realized that he might be home.

I waited for the phone to be picked up but then it went right to voicemail.

That was odd. It was not like him to not pick up my call and he usually had his phone on him at all times.

I tried to call again but this time when it was picked up it was not his voice that I heard.

“Hello, Adelaide.”

“What are you doing with my husband’s phone?”

“How rude of you not to even say hello to me too. Where are your manners?”

If I could have reached through the phone and smacked her, I would have.

“What are you doing with his phone?”

“He left it when he came to see me at my office.”

“What?”

She was lying she had to be. My husband would not willingly be anywhere near her, especially after all that had transpired. He knew how I felt about her.

“Resorting to lying to get a rise out of me is so petty, Angela. Are you so delusional that you think you actually stand a chance? Pathetic.”

She brought out the worst side of me and I hated it. She knew how to get under my skin and now that she was helping Corinna I had no choice but to be cordial.

Damn her.

“Why are you so obsessed with my husband? Can you not find a man of your own? Or are you too much of a witch to be loved?” I was being spiteful and mean but she had started it.

“Your husband seems to take to me just fine.” I could practically hear the smile in her voice. “I need to go. I have a meeting to attend, ciao bella.”

Before I could even respond she had hung up the phone.

I was not a violent person but she had me contemplating it every time I saw her. I knew that she was not what Damon wanted and I was his person. But the fact that I was all the way over here and she was in the same city as him within the same vicinity made my blood boil. If I wasn’t still needed on set I would have flown back within seconds. This woman was testing the wrong one. I was not to be played with.

She would learn soon enough that if poked the sleeping bear you would get bit, eventually.

I immediately called Corinna.

“Adie, what’s up?”

“Do you know why Damon was at Angela’s office?” I asked.

“Actually, yeah. We went there to get help with my divorce. How’d you know?” she replied, her voice cheery. It made me smile to know she was going through with that.

“He left his phone there. She answered when I called.”

Corinna laughed heartily, “Oh, I bet that went well.”

We hung up and I tried not to feel left out, but it was hard.

I felt like I was missing everything.