Just at that moment, Nina had arrived at the office, and the atmosphere in the entire CEO's office was quite somber."Nina," they all politely greeted her."Nina, is the injury on your head okay now?" They expressed their concern.Nina didn't want them to worry too much. "It's nothing serious. I rested all night yesterday, and I feel much better now.""But you should rest more. Just ask Mr. York for a day off instead of coming to work with your injury. Nina, you take your work too seriously." They admired Nina's dedication; she worked more than she lived, and they probably wouldn't find another secretary like her.Nina and Nash were still in a concealed marriage status, and no one knew about their relationship, so she didn't dare to reveal too much. "I'll go find Mr. York first. You all focus on your work; don't worry about me too much."As she reached the door, she heard Nash's cold voice, "Kick out everyone who caused the accident on the construction site!"Nina was taken abac
She was doing him a favor, he should be happy about it. Or perhaps it was his pride at play, feeling embarrassed that she had brought it up, causing him to lose face. Nash's gaze shifted away from her, and he said coldly, "It's time to work." Nina checked the time; it was exactly nine o'clock, the start of the workday. She couldn't help but chuckle; he was really punctual, not allowing her a single idle moment.Watching Nash's retreating figure that was emanating an icy aura, she felt the distance between them, like that of a superior and subordinate. She didn't dwell on it and stepped out. Quincy was waiting for her outside the door. "Nina, these are the documents Mr. York wants you to handle." A mountain of documents was thrust into her hands. Dust flew into her face, making her cough. Nina asked, "These documents are covered in dust. How old are they?" Quincy didn't dare to say, "I'm not sure. Mr. York arranged it." People from the company looked at Nina with sympathetic eyes
Caleb Smith didn't quite understand. Did Nash fall ill? He had a medical examination not long ago, and his health seemed normal. But if there were any issues, it could only be...As Caleb entered the office, his gaze immediately fixed on Nash's trousers. Sensing his strange expression, Nash frowned, "I asked you to check on Nina's health. Why are you staring at me?"Caleb quickly averted his gaze, awkwardly smiling. "Nothing, I just met her at the elevator, and she seemed quite upset.""She'll come back," Nash remarked."Did you two have a quarrel?""It's normal for women to get upset."Caleb hesitated to speak further and chose to sit on the nearby sofa instead.Seeing Caleb's reluctance to leave, Nash said, "Since she's gone, you can leave too. I don't need you here.""I've just arrived. Can't we catch up as friends?"Caleb, after some consideration, chuckled, "Nina has her reasons for being upset. It's normal for couples to have some problems. Once those are resolved, the r
Nina glanced back and replied, "Packing my bags.""Where are you going?""Home," Nina said."Isn't this your home?" Nash's tone grew noticeably colder.Nina's heart stung at his words, but she looked up at him and said, "Do you really think this place belongs to me? I'm just making room for you all."Suddenly, Nash grabbed her hand, halting her packing. His voice turned cold as he said, "How much longer are you going to keep this up?"Nina dared not look up, fearing she might appear vulnerable and start crying. It was the first time she had pushed him away so forcefully. "I'm not causing a scene, I'm serious. Nash, please let go. I need to pack."Her persistence in wanting a divorce weighed heavily on Nash's face. With a loud "bang," the door closed.Hearing the noise, Nina looked up, only to hear Nash's low voice asking, "What's the reason behind your desire to leave?"Nina remained silent.Nash leaned in closer, his tone accusatory, "Do you think I'm not capable? Do you nee
His body was warm, carrying a strong scent of alcohol, his hot breath lingering by her ear. He's been drinking?"Nash," Nina called out. But Nash wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head in her hair, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while." Now Nina didn't move. She didn't quite understand why he drank so much.Under the covers, Nina lay for a long time, her body almost stiff, wondering when he would get up. But he showed no intention of getting up, just lingering on her, greedy. He wouldn't mistake her for Miranda again, would he?Nina called out again, "Nash..." "I just want to lie like this for a while, Nina." Hearing this, Nina fell silent again. The fact that he called her name meant he didn't see her as another woman. She rarely saw him in this state, feeling a bit at a loss.But her heart softened, fearing he would fall asleep like this, fearing he would catch a cold. She nudged him, "Don't sleep like this. Either take a bath or cove
The woman was the editor-in-chief of a certain magazine: "I've only heard about your boyfriend, but never seen him. It's quite intriguing."Miranda casually adjusted her hair and said tactfully, "I don't like him appearing in public, so I never let him accompany me to events. But when we get married one day, I'll be sure to invite you.""Keeping it mysterious, huh? Well, then I'll look forward to it."The editor-in-chief turned to see Nina nearby, nodding politely to her. "Nina, nice to see you again."Nina also recognized her; they had met before when she wanted to interview Nash. It was through this connection that she succeeded to interview him.She responded lightly, "Hi, Cally.""Do you two know each other?" Cally looked at both of them.Miranda said, "We do, but we're not particularly close."She deliberately distanced herself from Nina.Nina followed her lead, saying, "When Miranda returned to the country, the headlines about her fiancé were so big that Cally got curiou
Miranda's face immediately flushed, she released her hands covering her face, tears streaming down again, presenting a pitiful and adorable appearance. She indeed belonged in front of the screen, playing the victim role convincingly. Had it not been for her fierce demeanor just now, Nina might have believed her pitiful act."Show some respect!" Nina's tone carried a hint of seriousness.Miranda cried with tear-streaked cheeks, speaking softly, "Nina, I also have dignity. How could you treat me like this? I didn't snatch your man, please don't misunderstand me..." "Nina!" Nash's voice came from nearby. Nina was shocked, how could he be here?Then she realized, this might be a play directed by Miranda. Looking over, Nash had a stern face, his eyes sharp, as if she had committed some grave mistake. Nash strode over and forcefully pulled the weak and helpless Miranda from Nina's side into his arms. The force was strong, Nina staggered back a few steps from the inertia."Nash," Mi
Miranda fell silent for a moment. Nina was still at the event when she received a call from Nash, which was quite unexpected. She thought he might be planning a romantic rendezvous with Miranda and simply didn't have the time to bother with her.Nina composed herself as if nothing had happened: "Over at the art exhibition." Nash said, "After it's over, come back to the office with me." This meant he wasn't planning to give her a break but rather expected her to go back to work. Nina had no choice but to agree. After hanging up the phone, Nash turned back and noticed Miranda was still beside him. "What did you just say?" Miranda had hoped for an opportunity to be alone with him, but hearing their conversation, she realized there might not be a chance. She withdrew her hand. "I'll go rest now, see you tomorrow.""Alright," Nash replied. Miranda was still not satisfied. "Do you have time tomorrow evening?" "We'll see." "If you're free tomorrow evening, I'd like to invite y