Limited Love Chapter 1

I caught the intern trying to sneak a kiss from my husband of convenience.

She dropped to her knees in a frantic scramble, tears welling in her innocent eyes. "Mrs. Wyatt, please, please let me go."

In my previous life, I had thrown a massive, hysterical fit and divorced Gideon out of pure spite. As a result, I lost the Wyatt family's protection, ended up entirely alone, and died a miserable death on the rain-slicked pavement while delivering takeout.

Given a second chance at life, I simply stood there.

Gideon cast a careless, lazy glance my way. "What, the great heiress wants to divorce me over this?"

I didn't answer.

Instead, I reached out and gently took the trembling girl's hands. "Sweetheart, I'll be counting on you to help me take good care of him from now on."

"As long as he is happy, I am fine with anything."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw all the color instantly drain from my husband's face.

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"What did you just say?"

Gideon turned his head to look at me. His face was a blank mask, but his tone dripped with raw disbelief.

I could not be bothered to answer him.

Releasing Linda's hands, I turned on my heel, fully intending to walk away. But before I could take a step, his fingers locked around my wrist from behind.

"Repeat what you just said."

Before I could even open my mouth, he pressed his lips together and offered an unprompted explanation. "Linda and I are strictly boss and subordinate."

"I got a stain on my tie. She was helping me change it, lost her balance in her heels, and just..."

"I know. I believe you."

I cut him off smoothly.

Gideon choked on his words, staring at me in heavy, loaded silence.

The atmosphere grew suffocatingly tense until Linda suddenly broke it with a pathetic sob. "Mrs. Wyatt, I know you are still angry with me."

"You can yell at me or hit me all you want, but please stop making things so difficult. I am just Mr. Wyatt's secretary. I cannot afford to lose this job."

This was far from her first time provoking me.

When I accompanied Gideon to the annual corporate gala, she had intentionally ordered my custom evening gown in her own measurements instead of mine.

Little heart shaped stickers had mysteriously appeared on Gideon's favorite fountain pen.

And whenever a project manager mistakenly referred to her as Mrs. Wyatt, she would just blush fiercely, offering a shy smile without ever confirming or denying it.

I used to fight with Gideon constantly over these things.

But every single time, he would just furrow his brows, looking at me with exhausted disdain.

"Why are you being so petty with a young girl fresh out of college?"

The memory washed over me, leaving me utterly numb. I looked at Linda with a calm, unreadable expression. "Why would I make things difficult for you?"

"You did not do it on purpose. I completely understand."

Linda froze, her fake tears drying up in sheer confusion.

Beside us, Gideon crossed his arms over his chest and suddenly let out a low, dark laugh. He shook his head, one brow arching in amusement. "This is getting boring."

I frowned at him. "What is?"

"Playing hard to get. It is incredibly boring."

He scoffed, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. "For a second there, I almost thought you actually didn't care."