Charmed by the Billionaire CEO
Chapter 52: You fooled me

Chapter 52: You fooled me

Ashley had no idea where Tristan had brought her. He asked her to come with him as he was waiting for her in the basement parking area.

"Where are we?" she asked and climbed down from his lap, looking out the window before turning to look at him in a daze.

Tristan grinned and opened the car’s door without answering her and stepped out. Ashley followed him and found them standing in front of a lavishing penthouse.

"Why did you bring me here?" she asked and saw him wrap his arm around her.

"It’s your wedding gift," he said casually and saw her widen her eyes.

Tristan chuckled, watching her astonished look, and took her inside the house that he purchased the day they registered their marriage.

He wanted to gift her a wedding ring but dropped the plan and instead purchased a house for them.

Ashley gasped, watching the extravagant décor. Every wall was painted baby blue, making it look like the sky above. The well-furnished tables and chairs along with the cushioned couch.

Every little thing was according to her liking, which moved her heart, and she turned to see his adoring eyes.

"You did this for me?" she asked and saw him nod his head.

Ashley couldn’t contain her happiness and pounced on him capturing his lips. She felt so moved by his sweet gesture that she couldn’t stop herself from rewarding him.

Though the kiss didn’t last long, Tristan was still satisfied with the happiness that radiated from her eyes. Pulling back, she hugged him and looked at the house.

"I love it," she said and looked at him lovingly.

"I wanted to give you a wedding ring, but I think we still have some time for it" he shrugged his shoulder, showing a glint of sadness in his words while he tucked the strand of her hair behind her ear.

Ashley felt guilty when she heard him. She was so into her own decision that she didn’t even ask what he felt about it, and now she felt bad that she didn’t consider his deepest thought.

Tristan watched her smile drop, and he cursed for bringing up the topic. He didn’t mean to upset her, but his mouth didn’t stop from speaking rubbish.

Cupping her face, Tristan made her look at him and smiled," You don’t have to force yourself, Ash, I will for the day when you will be ready to announce our relation to the whole world. I will... I promise" his words were so comforting that her eyes welled up and she hugged him tightly.

This man was god’s gift to her, and she wanted to protect him with everything she had. Her life was chaotic, filled with scandals and hate, and she didn’t want to drag him into that mess. He was too precious for anyone to harm him.

"I promise I won’t take too long" she pulled back and assured him once everything was under control, she wouldn’t oblige to hide their relationship.

Tristan nodded his head and took her towards their bedroom.

*****

Greg’s apartment

"She just avoided the claim like she always does" Gorge gulped the drink down and slammed the glass on the table.

He was extremely pissed with how things turned out differently, and she just dodged the accusation telling him it was irrelevant. He felt like he was slapped on his face by her victorious smile that dug like a needle into his pride.

Greg fumed when he learned that Ashley smartly considered the picture photoshopped. His investigator James had hardly managed to click her even after the couple was alerted to their surrounding.

"Why the hell she is lying" Greg boiled in anger, cursing Ashley in his mind.

"She is smart, Greg, and knows how to act witty when a situation like this arrives. But she is wrong to think that I will let go of this matter and believe in her plain lie" leaning back, he smirked.

"I happen to see her get into a car which belonged to someone who worked in the Melanin Internationals, but it was my bad luck. I couldn’t see the person sitting inside it."

"Even a few days before, Jane had seen Ashley get into a car that only an elite preferred to use but just like you, she couldn’t see the person."

Jane was so pissed that she threw everything away, messing up her entire room just because she couldn’t follow Ashley and find any evidence to expose her.

"She is cautious about her private life this time and is using every means to keep it a secret" Greg balled his palm into a fist, and his eyes turned cold.

"She took everything away from me, my name, my fame. Now I will go to any extreme to show her how it feels to taste your own medicine" his eyes looked at Gorge, giving him a meaningful look, and he smirked in return.

****

Ashley was stunned inside the room, watching the large king-size bed and gulp hard.

"Do you like our room?" he asked, smiling like a proud man who has accomplished something big to brag around.

"Ahem... don’t you think the bed is too big for too of us" she turned to him and asked.

Tristan had specially asked the interior designer to focus mainly on a bed he wanted inside his room. He even instructed them that he didn’t want anything inside his room except one bed.

Couch and chair had no space to be inside his room as he wanted to cuddle his wife the whole day on the bed.

"No, I don’t think so. I feel it too comfortable," she said, sitting on it before he pulled her to sit next to him.

"In that way, we can snuggle the whole day and eve-"

"Stop" Ashley covered his mouth and stopped him from completing his sentence.

Tristan pulled down her hand and asked," Why are you so shy about it? It’s not like we haven’t done it before."

Ashley rolled her eyes and heaved out a sigh," Here we go again. Do you like teasing me" she asked with a frown.

"Yes, I do because you flare your nose whenever you get angry" he pinched her nose, and she sneered, moving her face back.

Tristan watched her scrunch her nose and glare at him, which made him smile.

"By the way what happened in the meeting? Did you convince the CEO" he asked curiously.

"You don’t know anything about it?" she asked in return and saw him blink his eyes.

"H-how would I know" Tristan averted her gaze and tried to act dumb?

Ashley gawked at him and watched him look away from her suspicious gaze.

"Okay fine... I know everything" Tristan lost and confessed everything.

Ashley had been awake the whole night as she couldn’t fall asleep when she woke up in the middle of the night. She turned to the other side and found the space next to her empty.

She frowned and got up, looking everywhere, when she heard Tristan’s voice coming from the balcony.

"I have sent you the photos. Show it to Ashley and make sure you keep me updated with the situation inside the meeting hall," he instructed and said something more before ending the call.

Ashley heard everything and rushed back to lay on the bed when she saw him end the call. She acted as if she was in a deep sleep and sensed the space next to her shrink, engulfing her in a warm back hug.

"I won’t let anyone hurt you", she heard him say and then felt him kiss her head.

Ashley couldn’t react, and she hugged him back before drifting back to sleep.

CLICK

Tristan snapped his finger, broke her trance, and asked," How did you find it?" his voice came out like a whisper, and she turned her head to face him.

"I have my ways" she didn’t tell him anything and let him find it on his own.

"I know your manager must have said it to you" Tristan sounded angry as he said it loud and saw Ashley pursing her lips and glaring at him.

"See, you confessed it," she said and folded her hand, smiling internally at his stupidity. How easily he told her everything.

Tristan opened his mouth and closed it, getting baffled, and watched Ashley smile.

"Y-you fooled me", he complained and saw her laugh at him.

"I didn’t do anything. You confessed on your own" Ashley raised her hand, didn’t take the blame on her, and stood up.

Tristan huffed and raised his head, looking at her smile. He would do anything to keep it on her face, even if he had to act stupid at times.

"I just wanted to help without you getting to know about it. But I guess my wife is too smart to guess everything happening around her" Tristan held her wrist and made her sit on his lap.

He loved this position for them where he could see her every expression and feel overwhelmed.