Chapter 1494
Her face suddenly froze in what was initially a warm and cozy mont.
Her eyebrows creasing slightly.
She zood in on the photo before her. It was evidently of her and Alexander.
Inside the conference room, Alexander was holding her close, kissing her.
The comnts section was awash with urges for her to have a baby and hold a wedding ceremony.
"Look."
She held up her phone for the man to see.
Alexander cast a brief glance, a faint smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Mm, I know."
"When did you find out?" She sat up.
"Not long ago." His gaze remained fixed on the computer.
"Alexander." She frowned slightly, her hands tugging at his cheeks. "Tell , did you plan this all along?"
He didn’t resist, his face carrying an indulgent expression as though humoring a child’s antics.
"Has business at the hotel improved significantly?" he asked.
Chloe let go of his face, squinting at him: "The cunning of a capitalist, truly horrifying."
He smirked, put the computer aside, drew her into his arms, and tried to lean in for a kiss, which she dodged deftly.
"Are you angry? Hmm?"
Chloe remained silent.
"Really angry?"
She turned away, pulling on the comforter to face the opposite direction.
With a helpless chuckle, the man bent down and whispered: "I’m sorry, truly sorry. I won’t dare do it again next ti, okay?"
"..."
There was no response.
He had naturally anticipated this. He understood the temperant of his own girlfriend
She abhorred using such trickery for getting attention.
Nevertheless, this wasn’t purely his idea either.
Everything that happened in the conference room was prompted by his feelings for her—he didn’t deliberately avoid the cara.
"Chlo-Chlo, will you look at ?"
"..."
Ten minutes later.
He was sitting alone in the living room attending to his work on the computer, the bedroom door remained shut.
It seed he was destined to sleep on the couch that night.
In the bedroom, Chloe was scrolling on her phone.
Her interaction in those brief two minutes was a shocker to many, likely because she had never shown this soft side to anyone but Alexander.
Apart from the ribbing from netizens, she was also ribbed by her close friends and family.
Even Evelyn Thompson made a WeChat Monts post about it—
[(picture) (picture) Just an average day for us. Be jealous, be very jealous!]
As for her friends, they accused her of being "sneaky".
Those with more biting comntary remarked, "So you are a woman after all."
People from the Fragrance Alliance brutally mocked her as being "submissive."
This was because Alexander was depicted as acting superior, even though she sat on his lap, she was the one being coddled.
Camille sent Chloe the cover of a novel titled "CEO on Top, Below."
As for all this, she could only go: "..."
Her image had been destroyed.
Or so netizens teased her, yet their comnts were filled with affection.
Among WeChat Monts, Alexander had also made a post.
A photo of the night scenery with the shadow of a person on the ground.
The caption contained only one punctuation mark, making it difficult to decipher.
No one comnted or liked it, it must have been ant for Chloe’s eyes only.
She didn’t drive him out of the room; he was rely punishing himself.
But when he left, she didn’t make a sound either.
This situation wasn’t worth getting angry about, she rely wanted to tease him a bit.
As midnight struck, she put her phone down. The side of the bed next to her was empty and cold, she didn’t feel like sleeping anymore.
After a while, she reached for her phone and ’liked’ his WeChat Mont post.
In no ti at all, the door to the bedroom opened.
Being married indeed brings about a sense of tacit understanding.
A gust of cool air brushed against her as a figure crept in.
The pair of hands that ventured forth seed to have been ward before they could touch her, now they rested warmly on her waist.
The corners of her mouth twitched. She turned around and snuggled into his arms.
His lips curled up. He turned off the light, and then they fell asleep in peaceful harmony.
——
(Good night.)
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