Upon arriving home and changing clothes, Randy immediately approached Ghea, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. After observing his wife's face for a moment, he decided to walk towards the dressing table to grab the medicine box, then returned to Ghea's position.
From his eyes, Randy clearly saw the reddish bruise on his wife's cheek. Moreover, there was a dried bloodstain on Ghea's lip, a result of the slap she had received earlier.
"Let me help you with this," Randy said softly. Taking cotton and alcohol, he gently dabbed it on Ghea's injured lip. Once he was sure it was clean, Randy applied a special ointment to prevent any red marks from forming.
"Your cheek is red, Ghe. Does it hurt a lot?" Randy then asked, extending his hand to gently caress Ghea's bruised cheek, trying to provide comfort and replace the pain caused by the earlier slap from Clara.
"No, Uncle," Ghea whispered weakly. Finall
Ghea woke up earlier, blinking her eyes repeatedly. Instantly, she felt aches throughout her body, an unusual pain she had never experienced before in her entire life. Bringing her hand to her lips, Ghea gently rubbed them. They felt a bit numb and slightly sore. Surely, this was the result of the kisses and bites Randy had given her relentlessly last night during their intimate encounter.Ghea then closed her eyes tightly, attempting to recall what she and Randy did last night. After a short while, her cheeks turned bright red. It felt so embarrassing because she had boldly surrendered herself last night, giving Randy what he should have gotten since their first night of marriage."This is all because of Joshua!" Ghea muttered in her heart, cursing. "If he hadn't instigated everything, there's no way I would have been so heated up and dared to initiate intimacy with Randy first. Plus, all the videos he gave were useless. None of the styles
Ghea appeared visibly annoyed, wearing a frowning expression. Currently, she was in the dining room having breakfast with Randy before heading to work. Despite her husband offering to take the day off, considering they had just been 'busy' and even repeated the act earlier in the morning, Randy was worried that Ghea might feel tired or uncomfortable at the office later. While Ghea pouted, Randy continued to smile. He even casually fed Ghea with the fried rice on the plate, encouraging his wife to finish the meal that Sandra had prepared for them. "Don't keep frowning, dear. You enjoyed what we did this morning, didn't you? If I noticed correctly, you didn't want to stop, did you?" Ghea immediately lifted her face, sighing and squinting her eyes as she still felt irritated. "You're shameless!" "Well, your husband is like this, Ghea. Just admit it, you also enjoyed what we did last night and this morning, right? How about we repeat it tonight? So Mama's grandchild can be launched q
"Ghea...""Ghea Mariana Donovan.""Ghe woy, Ghe!"Joshua was on the verge of losing patience when he needed Ghea's help urgently, but his friend was just staring blankly with a smirk on her face. He wondered what spirit possessed her today. Nevertheless, observing her since this morning, it seemed like the girl with long hair was in a good mood."What's up, Joshua?" Ghea replied annoyed. Pouting her lips, she glared at him with irritation. "What do you want?""Oh, why are you annoyed? I should be the one complaining. I need a recap of the procurement division's documents regarding last month's procurement. You checked and saved them, right? There are a few items that need to be re-entered."Ghea sighed. She opened her desk drawer and searched for what Joshua asked for. Once found, she promptly handed over the documents."Here!""Thanks, Ghea, you're a lifesaver. Don't pout like that. Your charm might fade away.""Whateve
A tall and graceful woman walked briskly into the lobby of the Akasia Group building. Her straight, flowing hair complemented her attire: a black blazer and heels from a well-known brand. It was Giselle Annastasia Donovan, the second child of Maxwell Donovan, who happened to be Ghea's stepbrother. It was unclear why she had gone to the trouble of personally coming to Randy's company. After briefly inquiring with the receptionist about the location of the executive office, Giselle headed straight to her destination. Upon reaching the door, a secretary greeted her, asking about the purpose of her visit and whom she intended to meet. "Can I help you?" the secretary inquired. Giselle turned, removing her previously worn sunglasses, and then responded, explaining her reason for being there. "Where's Randy Walters? He's in his office, right?" Giselle asked, pointing to the room in front of her. The secretary nodded, smiling, trying to maintain a friendly demeanor. "Mr. Randy is indeed
After Giselle left the office, Randy wasn't just sitting still. After attending the meeting, he was accompanied by Alvin, choosing to go out briefly to meet someone to clarify something that he should have done a long time ago. Driving for about twenty minutes, Randy and Alvin finally arrived at their destination. As they had made a prior appointment, he was immediately welcomed by the on-duty staff to approach the person who was specifically waiting for him in the room. "Papa," Randy greeted upon entering the room, addressing the figure he wanted to meet. On the other side, there was Maxwell Donovan, who was originally sitting in his office chair. He stood up, walked closer. The middle-aged man briefly hugged Randy, then invited his son-in-law to sit on the sofa beside him. "Please have a seat, Randy. There are indeed many things we need to discuss right now," Maxwell said. As if he could read what his son-in-law might want to convey to him after this. Randy nodded. Believing th
"Why are you so silent? Did I do something wrong?" Randy looked puzzled. For the past few days, on the way home from work, during dinner together, and even while enjoying meals, Ghea wasn't as talkative as usual. His wife seemed to choose silence, as if she had something on her mind or maybe something to hide. Initially, Randy thought it was nothing out of the ordinary. However, over time, he became increasingly confused. Accustomed to arguments and listening to his wife's rants at any given moment, he now felt lonely and strange. That's why, after dinner tonight and upon returning to the bedroom, Randy quickly addressed the issue. Carefully choosing his words to avoid hurting his wife's feelings. "Darling..." Randy called again. This time, he went so far as to approach her. Sitting right next to her on the bed. "Why? You've been cold for days. You're usually sweet. So, please, don't be distant like this. It might get mixed up with the fruit soup in the fridge. Again, I ask you, d
"Gista." Randy's voice sounded soft, followed by a gaze so deep towards the figure now standing in front of him. Randy seemed unsure of the sight captured by his jet-black eyes. There was a woman he hadn't seen in a long time. Even tried to forget and bury alive all memories or anything related to that woman. "Excuse me, Sir." Alvin, Randy's personal assistant, appeared to address him. It was he who brought another woman to be brought in to meet with the leadership. "Y-yes," Randy responded hesitantly. "What's up?" "Sorry to disturb your time. I'm here to bring and introduce Miss Agista, who is an expert staff from Velfire Singapore. They intentionally sent Miss Agista so that for the next two months, she can be Mr. Randy's partner in handling the Velfire tender." For a moment, Randy was stunned. Making sure of the person now standing in front of him. Whatever fate brought that beautiful woman suddenly and now visited him after so long. Is this God's play? Why Agista, of all p
Randy accelerated his car above average speed to quickly return to the Akasia building. Glancing at the circular clock on his wrist, it was already five in the evening. Especially when he checked his phone, there was a series of unanswered calls and numerous text messages that Ghea had sent specifically for him. Randy then sighed deeply. He could certainly guess. His wife was probably angry or even furious with him right now. How could she not be? He had broken his promise today. He remembered this morning when Ghea had pleaded to be accompanied for lunch. And, in reality, he had skipped that promise because he had to deal with some business, whether it was important or not, with Agista. That's why, upon reaching the office, Randy immediately took large strides towards the tenth floor. Passing by Ghea's office, he even took the time to check specifically. Who knows, his wife might be on standby, and he could take her to the office for a while. However, Randy's hope seemed in vain.