Chapter 72
Sophie held her true feelings back while James ignored her, suddenly speeding up the car. "Remember to transfer me the money you spent today once we get home." Hearing this, Sophie couldn't hide her displeasure. "You asked me out and now you want me to pay for myself?"
"It was just an act."
"What's wrong with a man spending a bit on his own wife?"
"You said it yourself, we're a contract couple."
Sophie was at a loss for words. She had hoped to get a little advantage over James, but it seemed she was too optimistic.
James was a businessman. How could he possibly allow himself to be at a loss?
"Stingy."
Sophie took a deep breath. Forget it, no use getting angry. After all, she didn't want to owe him anything. She would pay him. It's not like she couldn't afford it.
Back at the Burke residence, Sophie's phone buzzed continuously with notifications, each one showing photos of her and James shopping together.
"Burke International's couple sweetly hand in hand on a shopping spree."
"Business mogul dotes on his delicate wife, romance novel turns into reality."
And many more headlines like these.
One of the headlines even read, "CEO Spends a Fortune for His Beloved Wife," making Sophie's teeth itch with irritation.
"Spending a fortune for his delicate wife? And yet he wants me to pay?"
Casually glancing at James, who had gone to the kitchen to wash his hands, she said, "I've been a bit tight on money recently, so, um..." "No worries, you can pay in installments."
Sophie felt even more irritated. She took out her credit card and placed it on the table. "Here!"
If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have bought such an expensive jewelry necklace. Sophie felt the sting of the expense.
"Alright." James responded indifferently.
Sophie asked, "Are you going to cook?"
"Of course."
He had already given Marian, the housekeeper, the day off, and he surely couldn't eat anything Sophie might cook. Could he even stomach it?
Sophie could see the skepticism in James' expression. Clearly, he didn't trust her cooking skills.
No matter, she didn't care, better for her. It meant she could relax instead of cooking.
Meanwhile, in the dorm room, Nichole quickly saw the trending news on her phone about James and Sophie lovingly strolling together. Even though James and Sophie were both wearing masks in the photos, she still recognized them.
"Oh my gosh, I wish I had a CEO husband like that. It must be bliss."
Krystal held her phone, giggling dreamily, obviously not recognizing James and Sophie.
Tina couldn't help but remark, "Think about it, we common folks will never meet such a handsome CEO. At best we end up working for some balding boss."
"Who says? Our dear Nichole's boyfriend is both handsome and wealthy, and he's a CEO too."
Krystal hugged Nichole playfully, saying, "Nichole, when you become a rich guy's wife, you better not forget about us."
Nichole managed a weak smile but felt increasingly nervous inside.
None of her dorm mates knew that her so-called boyfriend was James. Previously, James never liked appearing in magazines and media, but his recent frequent appearances on social media could expose Nichole's lie if Krystal and Tina recognized that James was her 'boyfriend'.
And with Sophie at Eastwood College, Nichole could never be at peace.
Thinking this, Nichole bit her lip; she had to find a way to make Sophie leave Eastwood College forever.