Joseph pulled her closer. She hadn't thought Joseph would hold her in his bosom in public. He just put a wisp of hair behind her ear. His behavior was so natural.
"Okay, do not be angry. Enjoy your al and call after finishing your task. Let's go back ho together." He released her.
Irish's heart beat quickly again, and she just nodded lightly.
Joseph looked at her. He couldn't help massaging her head. Then, as he was to go, Irish rembered Cassie's words, and she thought about Becky and pulled his arms.
He stopped and turned to look at Irish, who approached him and asked by her, lowering her voice, "Do you know sothing about Becky?"
Joseph just looked at her. He didn't speak.
She raised her eyes and looked at him while he smiled lightly, caressing and patting her head. "Do not focus on the rumors outside. Now you are Mrs. Dover, so you should focus on . Okay?"
Irish didn't know whether it was an answer or not, so she just nodded.
Joseph glanced at her and returned to his seat, discussing the work with his employees.
As Irish sat back idly, Cassie said, "Am I correct?"
Irish didn't reply.
According to Joseph's attitude and answer just now, it might have sothing to do with him.
****
At noon, the rumors about Becky beca severe.
Irish was suddenly involved, so she just took a few minutes to view the news and comnts. Now she has beco an influencer who might be more famous than Becky.
Soone drew the diagram picturing the relationship between her and Becky, and the key character was Joseph.
Irish felt peaceful as she saw the comnts supporting or dissing her. Before, she was annoyed by all sorts of comnts and attacks against her, but today she didn't care about it, though the comnts were still disgusting.
Maybe it was because she had a sense of security.
It was Joseph who gave her a sense of security after they got married.
Soone called.
Irish picked it up without any hesitation.
She hadn't thought that it was a reporter.
As she was still in a daze, the reporter introduced herself and asked her what she thought of Becky's damaging her wedding dress.
Reporters took every opportunity to find out more attractive gossip. She was accustod to it, but she was not an actress. She couldn't just be calm, so she just answered, "I don't need to answer this question."
"Irish, at that ti, Becky had an intimate relationship with Joseph, your husband. You must have known it, right?" However, the reporter didn't give up asking, "What's more, Becky complinted Joseph many tis, praising that he was the most charming guy for her."
Irish heard about it. Becky was like Britney.
Irish frowned, feeling unhappy. "If Becky has delusional disorder, again, please find for treatnt." And then she hung up.
As the phone rang again, she just shut it down.
An hour later, more comnts were firing online. Irish's answer hit the headline, mocking Becky's own feelings.
Irish felt the scary power of the internet, so she just closed her computer and went to the Linkus Research Institute.
As she went to the Linkus, Christy gave many files of clients to her. She looked them through individually, ordered a eting ti, and then took out so files.
Christy left the office to arrange a eting ti with every client.
As Irish was still busy with work, the door opened. The intruder didn't knock at the door, which made Irish wrongly think she was Christy, so Irish just asked without raising her head, "Where is the mobile HDD?"
Nobody answered her.
Irish felt strange, so she just raised her head, feeling surprised.
It was Becky.
An uninvited guest would show up sotis.
"Have you made an appointnt?" Irish asked in a not good or bad way.
Standing before her desk, Becky just put her sunglasses into her newest Hers bag. She stared at Irish, questioning, "Why did you just say that way?"
Irish has no ti for her. She had a lot of work to do, so she just frowned, and her voice was a bit annoyed, "Please go out."
Becky was angry, gritting her teeth, "Irish, you are just a bitch by relying on soone. How dare you criticize ?"
Irish stopped and stared at her coldly, "Becky, mind your attitude."
"Are you afraid to get scolded?" Becky didn't stop, "Everyone knows you were Joseph's sister-in-law before. To grab him, you made a show by crashing his car and disclosing so close pictures with him. Now, you pretend to be a good girl?"
Irish closed her notebook and leaned against the chair, replying politely, "Yes, I am pretending to be a good girl. Is there anything wrong with that? Compared with you, who has been just played and neglected later, I am good enough for him, and perhaps Joseph found more attractive than you."
"Son of bitch!" Becky was completely annoyed. She just took up the glass before her and poured it all onto Irish's face.
Irish's hair was wet. The water dripped off along the long hair. She was all in a fluster but still glared at Becky with her harsh eyes. Becky put aside the glass and snorted, "Do you really think Joseph will be loyal to you? Don't be so naïve. There are so many won around him, and n are always fickle in love. Britney was his favorite woman before, but now it is just a past story."
It was not a big case for Irish to be splashed since others attacked her with eggs as well as rotten vegetable leaves before. But what was different was that Joseph protected those attacks with his body last ti while he didn't stay with her this ti. It was a good chance for Irish to figure out what kind of woman Becky was.
Taking over a tissue, Irish wiped her face and then said coldly, "Becky, I am afraid that you are possessed."
Staring at Irish, Becky replied harshly, "Irish, you really make feel sick. As a psychologist, you lost your professional ethics."
"Yes, I admit that. But I am wondering if you are familiar with professional ethics." Throwing the tissue into the trash can, Irish continued. "You are just a nobody, but you keep bribing the production producer to get to know so celebrities. It seems you are really devoted to working.
Moreover, you even cooperated with Britney to spread rumors to humiliate . Oh, you just ntioned the story between my husband and Britney. Joseph told the whole story a long ti ago. To be frank, even if you beco my husband's mistress, I will not be sad about it because you are just an entertainnt woman for my husband if this happens soday. Do you think he will fall in love with a woman like you?"
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