The Woman From Hell
Chapter 215

Chapter 215

Keith’s expression changed a little. He was clueless, s o he looked at me. I shrugged. "Don’t look atme. I don't know anything."

"President Grant, is there something wrong with that location? Nadia is mainly responsible forassisting you in your work. Her desk’s position was arranged in a way so that you'd be able to lookfor her easily." Keith was the same as Theo, another guy with a slow brain.

Theo touched his forehead and said after a long time," You'll take over her work and place her inZedd's department. Don't get another female secretary for me again.”

"Got it." Even though Keith was a straight man, he could still be regarded as a sensible person afterbeing by Theo's side all this time. After accepting the order, h e closed the door and left.

"How’s that, Mrs. Grant? Is such an arrangement to your liking?" Keith had left, and Theo regainedthe smile that he often put on his face recently.

I nodded. "Sadly, we wasted a good show, but it’s alright. Even without the foxy secretary, I can stillfill my mind with the story of the woman you love but can't marry."

He frowned and said helplessly, "Cindy has gone to Whaldorf City."

I nodded. "I know, that's why I’m keeping my mind busy to pass the time!”

"Can you stop filling your mind with those melodrama romance stories and instead think of yourhusband a little more when you're bored?" After he spoke, he pulled me to sit on his knees andplanted a kiss on the back of my neck as his fingers started running along my skin.

My face flushed red from embarrassment. I pulled his hand and silently stopped him. "Theo, we'rein the office. You have to act appropriately. Let's eat. I brought you lunch."

"But the only thing I want to eat now-is you." He looked up at me with squinted eyes. The emotionsin his eyes were about to gush out.

I was scared, so I immediately got up from his lap and escaped. I came to the couch and openedthe lunchbox. "Come and eat, or else the food will get cold.”

Seeing my reaction, he laughed triumphantly and got u p to sit beside me. However, he did not actexcessively anymore.

We ate fairly peacefully for that meal. The only downside was that Theo really treated me as a pigand forced me to eat a lot.

He even wanted me to drink a glass of freshly squeezed juice after the meal. It was a hot day and Ifelt that I had eaten too much, so I put the juice in his mini-bar and waited for it to chill.

However, he did not agree to my actions. He said something about how pregnant women should notconsume cold food and drinks. I pouted and sat on the couch fuming. "You're too domineering,Theo. I'm not your pet. Why should I follow everything you say?" 1

He raised his hand and lightly flicked my nose." There's no pet that’s disobedient as you are. Youcan't drink anything cold for now. It's not good for your body. Now finish this. I’ll lower the airconditioning for you."

I was silent, and a warm feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart. It felt pretty nice to havesomeone care about me.

Was this not a good life? I worked all day. I had a house, him, and a child. I had my meals put outon the table. Sometimes, there were expectations and arguments, but we never held a grudge.After those arguments, we continued spending our days together. I t was all good!

Happiness was very simple. We could be happy without fussing or comparing. It was enough.

Theo's phone rang before I finished the juice. He looked at me and said, "I have a meeting that'sstarting soon. Ask Keith to send you home."

After that, he gave Keith a call.

I nodded, got up, and walked out.

It was still lunchtime now and there were not many people outside. I bumped into Keith at theelevator, who rushed back from outside. He said, "Madam, President Grant asked me to send youhome."

"You should go do your work. I ate quite a lot and I'm thinking of going shopping in the mall firstbefore going back."

After all, I had nothing to do back home. There was a mall just below the office. I wanted to goshopping and digest my meal.

Keith looked at me for a while and said, "You be careful, then. Call me if you need anything."

I nodded. I took the president's special elevator down t o the first floor. I did not go to GrantCorporation's mall to shop but instead went to the commercial street opposite of it. I rarely had thechance to come here.

This street was very lively, and the clothing brands here consisted of major international brands.

I thought that it had been a long time ago since I bought clothes for Theo, so I entered a designerhigh-end store that did tailor-made suits.

When we first got married, I had loved buying clothes for him but he never liked wearing them. Thetags were not even removed every time I bought them back. They always just hung there.

Eventually, I stopped buying him clothes.