You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 370: Living With A Snake

The next morning, Arabella was awakened by loud sounds everywhere.

She slowly opened her eyes as she thought she was just dreaming but the reality was already in front

of her.

Trishia was with a fat woman wearing a servant’s uniform.

Without asking what are they doing inside her room, Arabella could already decipher why they were

there.

“Hah! Who do you think you are? A princess living in a castle?” Trishia’s eyeballs were bulging as she

roared at Arabella.

She couldn’t still get over the night Arabella had with Bill Sky in her room.

Then last night, this woman made another vicious move.

For Trishia, she could not allow that to happen again.

She could not allow Arabella to ruin all her plans now that she was very close to them.

With Arabella in the house, she could not find her calm.

Trishia had always doubts and worries about her and Bill Sky.

Last night, Trishia tried to talk to Bill regarding the eviction of Arabella Jones from their mansion but Bill

disagreed.

“Sweetheart, can we just get rid of that wicked Arabella Jones in our place? You know… I don’t trust

her. I just don’t want to risk you and our relationship. With her, I feel very uneasy because you see, she

is a desperate woman and she would do anything to steal you away from me. “ Trishia sounded calm

but deep inside she was very irritated talking about Arabella Jones.

For her, they shouldn’t be talking about her.

Arabella was nothing and she had no importance even a bit in their relationship.

She was just a stain in their life that needed to be erased.

Bill put down his pen on the table and looked at Trishia seriously. “Sweetheart, don’t you trust me?” Bill

asked with a deep frown.

Trishia was stunned as she was very careful with all her words and actions toward Bill because it was

her last shot.

If Bill would not like any of her actions or words, he would be displeased with her and that was the thing

she didn’t like to happen.

In the eyes of Bill Sky, she should be the most elegant woman, the most sophisticated, the most

brilliant woman, the sweetest, and the most resilient woman just like her mom, Alice.

Sen. Meyer used her to his political advantage having a good presentable woman on his side.

Her mom added a very good rapport to Sen. Meyer’s image.

So, the Senator could not let go of her mother.

Trishia wanted that to happen to her with Bill Sky.

She would be the first lady of the Sky Corporation and to all his mansions not only inside the mansion

he had bought for her.

“Of course, I trust you… I trust you with all my life.” Trishia quickly replied to him.

She put up a loving smile to prove her words. “I love you so much.” She strode behind him as Bill was

sitting on his working chair in the study room.

She gave him a gentle massage on his back and head then she hugged him behind.

“Hmmm…" Bill took her hand as he moved back then he guided her to sit on his lap.

She felt very satisfied with Bill’s action.

It gave her millions of tingling sensations in her body.

His explicit scent could make her so aroused.

Her body wanted to eat him alive.

She wanted to savor Bill’s taste and juices all by herself.

Trishia held herself as she clutched his neck with her two arms while she sat on his lap.

Her eyes were begging for a kiss but it was interrupted when he spoke, “ I love you too, sweetheart,

and thank you for understanding. Don’t worry about her. I just wanted to see what she got as she

claimed that I was in love with her.” Bill chuckled softly like he was mocking Arabella. “She couldn’t be

compared to you. From personality and traits, so don’t stress yourself out because of her. She is

nothing to you. Okay? I will handle her and teach her a lesson. Don’t worry, she will not stay longer

inside this house. She will surely surrender.” Bill smiled like he had no doubt about his statements

along with his chuckles.

Trishia still wanted to contest but she held herself.

She had to act as if she trusted him.

So, Trishia nodded and put up a sweet smile at him.

She made a beautiful eye as she wanted to attract him.

Then slowly, she slowly approached his lips but Bill dodged.

She felt her cheeks blush.

“Sweetheart, let me just finish my work. It’s very important and the board is waiting for my approval.

Okay?” Bill kissed her on her forehead. “Wait for me in the room.” He added as he guided Trishia to

stand up then he flipped his leather swivel chair to face back his working table. “And… pls. take off your

wig. You are more beautiful without it. I want to see the real person who saved my life.” Bill uttered RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

seriously looking at Trishia.

Trishia felt awkward and humiliated at the same time as she tried her best to gather her cool.

Bill didn't like to see her wearing a wig but she always cursed her face whenever she saw an ugly bald

girl in the mirror.

She could not be so demanding with Bill nor be so spoiled and bratty.

It would never work for him even though she saved his life.

Bill was always a thinker and she knew it very well.

She would never give him any reason that would make him question her.

“O…Okay, sweetheart. I will wait for you tonight and please finish your work immediately. Will you?”

Trishia uttered sweetly.

Bill smirked as he nodded. “Okay.” He answered plainly and then he got his pen and started working

again.

Trishia was left standing in front as her sweet smile quickly faded away.

She turned around and exited the room.

Inside her room, Bill never slept with her.

He was always working and got to sleep always in his study room.

Sometimes, he went inside there just to freshen up but he never slept with her.

As for him, he would only do that after they got married as to his respect for her.

Trishia could not complain about Bill’s decision.

“F*ck with that respect!” As Trishia was sitting alone on her bed, she screamed irritatingly in the air.

When it comes to her craving and tasting Bill, she didn’t need his respect.

She was willing to give her body to him with all her permission.

He could do anything to her body.

She wanted him to overuse her and used her body savagely.

All he had to do was to f*ck her hard, savor her all he wanted and repeat it many times.

She was dying to sleep with Bill.

She was dying to touch every muscle he had on his sexy body.

She wanted to feel his hardness.

She wanted to taste his hard inside her mouth.

Trishia promised if that time would happen, she would do anything just to Bill forget Arabella Jones,

and never he would have any affection toward Arabella ever again.

The night was getting so late but Bill was still not inside her room.

Trishia was already used to it and she was sure that Bill was still inside his study room.

She got a glass of wine and got a bottle of expensive wine.

Though she successfully deceived Bill Sky, she was not still satisfied with him because they still didn’t

share one bed.

She was still always left behind imagining all the wild things they could do together after their wedding.

Trishia had to make sure Bill would stay in his condition otherwise her plans would be put to waste

again.

With the help of a greedy doctor, she was able to get some drugs from him and she put them in Bill’s

everyday tea to make sure his memory would not come back anymore.

Trishia had no choice as she was already very desperate to achieve what she wanted for the longest

time and now it was already happening.

She was very close to being Mrs. Sky.

Bill was living with her already and that was already an achievement.

He called her sweetheart and he touched her without disgust in his expression, those were also already

achievements.

Trishia was lost in her deep thoughts as she was drinking her wine until she lost track of time.

She wanted to check on Bill as she felt she was already waiting for him for a decade.

She quickly stood up with her sexy silky nightgown and a cup of wine in her hand.

She knew Bill had forgotten again what he promised to her so it might be best for her to go and disturb

him.

It was already late at night so it would be just right for him to stop working and take care of his fiancée.

Trishia felt a bit nervous because it was the first time she was going to check and disturb him while he

was working.

Usually, she was so obedient to him.

She always followed whatever he said and agreed but this time since Arabella was in their house,

Trishia could not just sit and wait.

She could not relax with the existence of Arabella in their house.

She felt like there was a snake living in their house and just finding the right time to steal her fiancée

and attack her venomously.

Trishia knocked on his door.

The first knock, there was no sound inside.

She did the second knock but still, it was silent inside.

The next knock, Trishia already pushed the door and it opened just to her liking.

Bill didn’t usually lock his study room’s door.

She gently slipped her body to the opening but to her surprise, there was no one inside.

Bill’s swivel chair was empty.

Without his presence, Trishia felt very nervous.

She felt something very unusual and she already knew that it was something to do with the snake so

she quickly ran toward Arabella’s room.

She was certain that Arabella was seducing her fiancée again.

Even though Bill lost his memory of her but he was still a man.

Whoever woman seduced him, he would surely feel something.

Feeling very angry, Trishia had gone hysterical.

She felt going to explode if she could not see Bill Sky or if she won’t know where Bill was.

Bill would never go out this late without informing her.

Bill would always let her know if he had to go outside.

“Arabella! Open the door! You slut! Open the door!” Trishia roared knocking on the door with her fists

banging the surface repeatedly. “Open this door now or I will destroy it! Open now!” She was screaming

too loud.

All the servants were curious about what was happening to their new madame.

They looked at each other like they were gossiping through their eyes.

“Madame, that woman is not in her room.” One of the servants in the mansion strode to Trishia and

announced.

Trishia halted.

She looked at the fat woman who dared to talk to her.

Her right eyebrow curled upward.

Trishia liked this woman as the way she spoke ‘that woman,’ it seemed she didn’t like Arabella Jones.

She was tough and Trishia felt she was going to be very useful to her.

“What’s your name?” Trishia asked in a strict manner.

“Greta madame. I am Greta, Mrs. Sky.” She said directly.

Hearing Greta calling her, Mrs. Sky, she already knew that Greta’s loyalty was on her.

Trishia smirked wickedly.

It seemed she could make Greta her new puppet.

“Greta, are you loyal to me?” Trishia asked just to make sure of herself.

“Of course, Madame Sky. Just say a word and I can do everything you like me to do.” Greta replied

slightly bowed.

“Good… brilliant!” Trishia muttered nodding at her.

“Listen, everyone!” Then Trishia spoke like she was going to make a very important announcement and

she seemed to know that the servants were all gathered around her. “This servant standing beside

me,” She looked at Greta from head to toe.

She obviously mocked Greta inside as she was fat, dark with kinky hair but Trishia was not showing it.

She disliked her figure but she liked Greta’s tough presence and loyalty to her. “Greta, she will be the

new head of all the servants. Do you all understand?” Trishia announced without care for the servant

who was in the head position right now.

These servants were Bill and they already exist when she came to this mansion.

All the servants clamored as they already had a head servant but they didn’t have any choice but to

agree.

“Yes, madame.” They all answered with a bow.

Mrs. Wilma, the head of the servants had no choice but to bow as well and agreed.

She was the oldest of all the servants and she had been working with the Sky for almost her entire life.

“Greta, follow me!” Trishia sounded at the fat woman who quickly followed her.

They went to a hallway where nobody could hear them.

“Tell me, where is that snake woman?” Trishia was very pissed thinking about Arabella.

Greta looked at her with fear in her eyes. It seemed she wanted to talk but she was scared of

something.

“Greta! Don’t make me regret promoting you. Are you going to answer me or what?” Trishia was almost

shouting.

“Of course, madame. Of course, my loyalty is with you as the future wife of Mr. Sky.” Greta was very

good at appeasing Trishia.

She bowed at her like a slave worshipping her master.

“Then?” Trishia asked impatiently while her right eyebrow curled upward.

“I saw that woman and Mr. Sky went out with his car just a minute ago,” Greta answered like she was

putting a piece of wood in a flame.