All Chapters of Love After Marriage： My Poor Husband Is A President: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I was slightly touched.You see, there's quite a difference in interests between men and women.That's also why clothing stores in malls always have seats for men to wait while women try on clothes and take their time selecting.Back when I was with Damon, he detested accompanying me on shopping trips the most.Every time, there would be a long string of complaints.But today, Brenda actually volunteered to come shopping with me, which truly surprised me.However, I also considered his experience. Moreover, I had just been to the mall with Rachel yesterday and didn't really have anything I wanted to pick out.I shook my head, "I don't really have anything in mind."If it were about viewing exhibits, those abstract design-related professional works, I couldn't imagine how boring it would be for Brenda."Since that's the case, let me arrange an activity. Would you be interested in joining?"Brenda said.Curio

"You have no idea how significant your appearance is to me."Brenda's serious expression had me truly captivated.In that moment, I found myself actually hoping to drown in his beautiful blue eyes."Listen carefully, Fiona. These words, I'm saying them for the first time and the last time."I felt as if I were hypnotized, my body, my mind, my brain, all becoming clear and blurry with every word Brenda spoke."What I've done for you wasn't difficult, nor was it as troublesome as you might imagine. Your timing as my wife, appearing when you did, helped me solve life's greatest challenges. My marital status also provided greater stability to my career, so it's simply a matter of providing convenience fairly. As for Jenny, she doesn't exist in our lives, and my kindness to you isn't solely because you resemble her."Until Brenda finished speaking and began to hold me close, kissing me, my awareness remained immersed in the charm of his voice.During dinner, Brenda told me about the Cappe

"Lilith, that's enough!"Rachel's face turned sour.Lilith was a veteran of the studio, having been with Rachel since its inception.Her arrogant behavior had been tolerated for a while.I knew Lilith was unhappy with me all along, stemming from my sudden arrival that replaced her potential promotion.Coupled with my delayed onboarding, Lilith had a glimmer of hope amid her desperation.She thought Rachel wasn't as trusting of me and was still evaluating me.Hence, it was no surprise that she opposed my ideas and opinions just for the sake of opposition.I waved my hand, signaling Rachel not to act impulsively on my behalf.I smiled at Lilith. "Yes, I can relate. Girls don't get to choose their birthright. Only if their father is a king can they be princesses, and if they marry a prince, they can only be queens. But how many queens have a good ending? It's either an early death or spending days distorting their psyche in

I returned to the office, overhearing colleagues whispering among themselves.I understood they were complaining about how I had brought such a crisis to the studio because of my actions."Enough, everyone quiet!"Rachel dispersed them. "Our biggest task right now is to find a way to salvage our clients and losses. Not to spread rumors."I looked at Rachel, feeling sorry."I went to see Damon and sent him to the hospital."I knew my solution didn't really address the core issue, but I just wanted to make my friend feel a bit better."That's awesome, Fiona. I wish that after he breaks his third leg, he'd actually start using his brain to think."I chuckled. "Indeed, this dumbass actually thought he could force himself on me.""Ah!"Rachel was startled, grabbing my hand. "Are you okay, Fiona? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"I replied, "If he had, would I be standing here in front of you now? Don't worr

The woman before me was none other than my biological mother, Melissa.I looked around to ensure no one was watching, then quickly led her to a secluded café."Haven't I told you? If you need something, call me. Don't just suddenly show up like this."I scolded her."My Catherine, if we weren't desperate, I wouldn't have come all the way to this place to find you. But your father and I can't afford our cell phone bills anymore."Melissa put on a pitiful expression, explaining to me, "Your damned father gambled and lost again. We've borrowed so much money at high interest rates, and even our house is mortgaged. We have nowhere to go. Your father got his leg injured by them, and we can't even afford medical bills.""Gambled again?"My head was throbbing with frustration."Why did he gamble again? Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't gamble anymore? How much did you lose this time? Last time, you took away fifty thousand