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

Chapter 48

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“Of course!” Brandon nodded. “Just call when you make a decision. I’m eager to hear good news from you.”

As my dream job walked away, leaving me with only a building of hope, I pulled out my phone.

“Hello?” he picked up on the first ring.

“How do you feel about LA?” I asked, with a grin.

“I don’t have a particular opinion. Why?” he replied, automatically.

“I just got contacted by someone who wants me to direct their movie in LA,” I told him, rocking back and forth on my heels.

“Who?” I could hear the weariness in his tone. His overprotectiveness still hadn’t gotten annoying yet.

“Lyrica Studios,” I grinned, biting my lip.

The phone went deadly silent and for a moment, I thought he had hung up.

Then, he said, “There’s a 2:00 flight to LA on Saturday.”

I laughed, beaming at his clear support.

“I love you,” I told him, happy that whatever future was in store for me, I had him with me every step of the way.

“I love you, too. Now about the flight to LA….”

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I came to sit beside him, placing my hand on his thigh and giving it a small squeeze. He removed his gaze from his phone and looked at me, smiling

“Excited?”

I nodded. “Very But I’m a little concerned about you”

His eyebrows pulled together “Why?”

“You don’t have to come with me to LA. It’s only a few days and then I’ll be right back. I feel like I’m always pulling you in different directions.”

“We’re married,” he kissed my check. “Where you go, I go.”

“But it always seems like I’m the one going and making you put everything on hold”

He watched my face intently for a long minute. “You’re not making me do anything I don’t want to do, Adelaide I’m coming with you because I want to support your dreams. And if your dream is to go to LA for the time being then I’m going with you, end of discussion.”

“Just like that?” This man was unbelievably incredible.

“Just like that.”