She's his fake wife. But the pregnancy strip just turned pink. Charles A. Hawthorne is not just a billionaire but a royalty in Cherrywood. And I'm Daisy Hazy Price, his longest running assistant and his lifeline, as per the media. I equally hate and admire Charles' dedication for the company and our small town. So, when the media starts a witch hunt, right before he's about to take over the family business, making nonsense allegations about his bachelor status, I'm ready to do everything for my boss, including marrying him on paper to get the press off his back. But once we start living together, and sharing a room, the words of the marriage contract starts to blur. I get to see an unfamiliar side of the man I've known for the last four years. It's so easy to forget that this is temporary, especially when he acts like the most doting husband not just in public but in private. But the more time we spend together, the more it becomes clear, how imperfect we are for each other. Charles greatest fear is to be a Dad, while my biggest dream is to someday have my own big family. What will my husband-turned boss do when the lines of my pregnancy test turn pink?
