the room was filled with awkward silence as ethan felt a headache coming thinking it ways to pacify mia
when a thought came into his head, but he would need Emily's help and with that he looked towards Emily with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said, "Urghh,!!
Mrs. Sterling," deliberately stressing each syllable as if to remind her that they were married. "How was your night? You're looking beautiful."
Emily, well aware of Ethan's tactics whenever he used his surname to call her was when he wanted her help, rolled her eyes at him. She wasn't fooled by his flattery and glib tongue . "Just tell me what you want already," she responded, her tone indicating that she wasn't in the mood for games.
Ethan sighed, acknowledging that he couldn't get away with his usual charming antics. "It's just a tiny favor," he began, "I just want your help talking to Mia on my behalf..."
Before he could finish his request, Emily cut him off, her tone firm. "No way," she declared, shaking her head. "It's your problem, not mine."
With that, Emily swiftly turned and left his office before Ethan could find more ways to persuade her into helping him. She had learned how to navigate Ethan's charm and his unique way of making requests over the course of their contract marriage.
As she walked away, Emily couldn't help but smile to herself. Despite the unconventional nature of their marriage, Ethan had never made things difficult for her. He had always treated her with kindness and respect, never giving her reasons to remember that it was just a marriage of convenience. It was a small comfort in the midst of their complex and challenging lives.