Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 61

Emmy lifted her gaze, biting back the retort that hovered on her lips: “What’s it got to do with you?” She knew it was pointless. Dean always tried to play the overbearing big brother, and arguing with him never got her anywhere.

So she switched tactics. “He’s tall, handsome, and actually knows how to be a man.”

Dean’s anger froze mid-glare, quickly twisting into a mocking sneer. “Emmy, when are you going to grow up? You really think dragging in some random guy to fake a flash marriage is going to make me jealous and change my mind?”

Emmy shot him a look, her voice cool and cutting. “And when are you going to stop being so full of yourself? I got married to take back what’s mine. You think you matter that much?”

Dean let out a short, scornful laugh. “So did you get it back? Even your dad doesn’t buy it. Honestly, I bet that marriage certificate is fake.”

He stared her down, totally convinced he was right. He couldn’t believe she’d ever marry someone else, especially not on the day he was supposed to get married. It had to be an act. A performance for his benefit.

“You—” Emmy was shaking with anger now.

She grabbed her bag, ready to smack him in the face with that marriage certificate. “Alright then, I’ll show you right now just how real it is!”

She dug through her purse, searching with growing frustration. Nothing. Her heart dropped. In a last-ditch effort, she dumped everything onto her desk—lipstick, compact, earbuds, car keys—all spilling out in a mess.

No marriage certificate.

Her eyes widened in shock. She just stood there, frozen.

Dean’s smirk only deepened. “Where is it? For a minute, you almost convinced me. Turns out you’re just bluffing.”

Seeing her stunned, he straightened up and smoothed his suit cuffs, looking down at her like she was a child.

“Emmy, stop these games. You’re not going to break up me and Evelina. We’re getting married—end of story.”

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