NEGLECTED WIFE BECAME THE MOST WANTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

EMILIA'S POVI just stood there, completely stunned, staring at Theodore in disbelief as we did the paperwork. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that he actually assigned me as the CEO of his company when I had been working here for just a few months. Who does that? Not even with my over-the-top hopes and dreams have I ever assumed myself as the CEO of this place. I just wanted a job to keep me busy and pay my bills. "I think it will be best if you take it home with you and read through everything carefully, make sure you are in agreement with it before providing your signature." That was Theodore speaking, after he placed the final agreement papers for me to sign. Every other thing I have signed just contained a little and straight to the point write-up, on the other hand, are a two-page document that needed attention. I couldn't agree more with him. I nodded, taking the document from his hand and gently placing it into my bag. "I will give it a thorough read before signing. T

JULIAN'S POVI stood behind my desk, one hand braced against the wooden frame while the other was dragging slowly across my face in an attempt to ease the frustration. It wasn't working. Nothing I did works these days. "This doesn't make any sense," I muttered, more to myself than anyone, even though my assistant was standing merely a few feet away. Another paper slipped out of my hand and fluttered to the desk. "Third investor. Third. All in one week...." A curt knock pulled me back into the room. My eyes traced the sound to the door and I focused on it until whoever was out there realized they weren't welcome and turned around. "Sir, I am trying all I can to make sure...."I cut off my assistant, glaring as though he were the cause of my trouble. "I asked you to confirm the meeting with the foreign investors, not to stand here sounding unsure of yourself." He took longer to respond than my patience could afford, and just when I was about to bounce at him in anger, he opened u

CHAPTER 35EMILIA'S POV"No." The word came out of my mouth before I could stop it. Both men turned to me, their eyes filled with wonder. I swallowed, forcing my expression to remain calm, or at least tried to. "I mean.....it's not necessary." I cleared my throat and shoved my hair behind my ear. "I am fine already. I feel great." "You collapsed." Theodore blurted like he couldn't even believe I was saying that. His tone left no room for argument. "You are not fine." "We will conduct further tests..." "I said I am fine." I tried again defensively. Silence stretched between us as they both stared at me. Theodore was probably wondering what the heck was going through my head, that thought was written all over his face. "I just need to rest..." I sighed. Something in my voice must have shifted, because after a while of utter silence, he gave in. "Fine, but I will keep a close eyes on you just in case." "I have written out some stress-relieving drugs for her...." The doctor hande

EMILIA'S POVThe moment I pulled the door, my racing heart calmed, hit by the relief of seeing a familiar face. Theodore. "Oh...it's you." I push the door wider and let go of it, moving out of the way for him to walk in. For the first time since I met him, he was dressed casually, a paper bag in one hand and two takeaway cups in the other. The usual sharpness in his eyes softened when he took in my overall stance. "You look far better than you did yesterday." He beamed. "Good morning to you too.... and is this another way of telling me I looked horrible yesterday?" "Don't say that, I am just glad you look better." He walked in as if he belonged here all along, dropping the paper bag on the coffee table in the living room and strolling toward the kitchen to get plates. I slide into a couch and placed my hands on my lap, waiting for him to return. "I brought breakfast, figured you would need to eat something." He spoke from the kitchen. "So thoughtful of you. Although you don't

JULIAN'S POVIf there was one thing I have learned over the years leading a company, it is that “numbers never lie.”And right now, they stared back at me from across the room. Our revenue is declining, we had withdrawn investments from every angle, and contracts to be signed were slipping out of our grasp faster than we could grasp another. It was alarming and, to some extent, scary. I haven't been this worried about anything in a while. "We have lost five major investors in two weeks," Daniel said, as though I hadn't already seen it on the board. "At this rate, I don't think we will make it to the next quarter without some sort of reconstruction." "I don't think that is what we should be focusing on." I rubbed my temple lightly, still staring at the projected figures on the board. "Reconstruction won't fix much. We are losing credibility, that's the problem.""We are not trusted anymore." another member of the team spoke. "And in this industry, once trust cracks..""It is impossi