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However, I didn't wait for him.

After sending a text message to a lawyer I knew well about divorce, I went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, the WeChat notification sound woke me up.

When I looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

As expected, there was no one around me. I opened my phone and saw that Mona had sent me several messages.

【My Jack is so cute! 】

[I really want to eat him up in one bite while he's sleeping woooo! ]

A photo of Jack sleeping is also attached.

In the photo, Jack was resting on her pink cartoon pillow, with messy hair on his forehead, his eyes closed, and his thin lips slightly pursed.

Perhaps seeing the message “the other party is typing” above the dialog box, Mona quickly withdrew the message and sent me an emoticon of a kitten begging for mercy:

[I wanted to send this to my bestie, but accidentally sent it to the wrong person.]

[ Jack fell asleep, I took this secretly for fun, please don’t be angry.]

She thought I would call Jack immediately to question him like I did before, but this time, I chose to block her and continue sleeping.

I don't care whether she is joking or serious.

The next day, Jack and Mona came to work together.

Mona carefully protected her belly, but still tripped and her face turned pale with fright.

Jack simply carried her horizontally into the office.

Mona blushed and hugged his neck, looking at me proudly.

My colleague came over and gossiped quietly:

"That Mona who can't even tell the difference between a photocopier and a shredder managed to be the boss's secretary for half a year."

" Is Jack really into her?" I was busy chatting with the lawyer and nodded casually:

"Perhaps."

As soon as I finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded.

"Grace, come with me."

I turned around and saw Jack standing behind me, looking at me coldly.

No one in the company knew that Jack and I were married.

Jack forbids office romances, so on the surface I am just a company veteran.

In order to avoid suspicion, he is always indifferent to me in the company.

One time I had a high fever of 40 degrees and could hardly walk steadily. I found Jack in a daze and asked him to take me to the hospital.

He was afraid that his subordinates would gossip about him, so he shook off my hand and asked me to ask for leave from the HR department.

As long as Mona complained of stomachache, Jack would not even attend the meeting and immediately take her to the hospital for a checkup.

I followed Jack into the office, and Mona was arranged by him to rest in the cubicle.

When no one was around, Jack came over, held my hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Still angry?"

I pulled my hand away, speaking in a distant tone:

"I told you, I'm not angry."

He held my shoulders, his eyes burning:

"Still being stubborn?"

"I didn't come home last night, and you didn't even call me or send me a text message. How dare you say you're not angry?"

I responded in confusion:

"Isn't Mona here? She's your secretary, so of course she'll take good care of you."

Anger flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding my shoulder suddenly tightened. I tried to get rid of him in pain, but was thrown onto the sofa while struggling.

When I stood up with my hands on the sofa, I touched something and pulled it out of the sofa.

Jack saw this and the anger on his face disappeared instantly:

"This is--"

I had no interest in listening to his explanation, so I threw my underwear back on the sofa and said calmly:

"If nothing else, I'll be out first, Jack."

After get off work, I was about to meet a client when Jack's car slowly stopped in front of me.

"Get in the car."

"I'll send Mona back first, and then I'll take you to the buffet restaurant on the Bund to eat seafood."

Mona stuck half of her head out of the passenger seat and greeted me with a bright smile:

"Sorry, Sister Grace, I'm here to take a ride again."

I was busy trying to get a taxi, so I just said:

"You guys go ahead, I'm allergic to seafood."

Jack's face darkened instantly.

He knew, of course, that I had never had a seafood allergy.

That seafood buffet restaurant is my favorite.

He had a gloomy face and was about to say something, but I didn't look at him again.

I avoided his car and got into a taxi across the street.