All Chapters of CEO Wife Schedules Our Intimacy by the Minute: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Joseph's POVSeveral more laps passed on the clock before the faint click of the doorknob broke the silence. My wife, Cheryl Sharpley, was home. Still, she didn't look at me.After hanging up her handbag, she dropped straight into bed. A lingering trace of an unfamiliar men's cologne clung disgustingly to her clothes.I turned over just as her phone started buzzing nonstop. Picking it up, I saw messages from her secretary, Henry Sadler."Ms. Sharpley, thanks for coming to keep me company today.""Your husband isn't mad, is he? I'll apologize to him in person another day."I stared at the screen, my fingers freezing for a split second. Almost unconsciously, I scrolled up. Their conversation was intimate and full of shameless flirting.Cheryl replied far more often than she ever did to me. She was nothing like the cold woman she transformed into whenever she was with me.A lump formed in my throat. I carefully typed, "She's asleep. And I'm not angry. You can talk to her tomorrow.

Chapter 2

Joseph's POVJust like that, Cheryl and I fell into a silent standoff. She didn't come home, and I stopped asking where she was.By the third morning, her assistant, Millie Fletcher, unexpectedly sent me a message."Mr. Marsh, Ms. Sharpley has been busy these past few days. She just flew back from Somaland today."I replied, "You don't have to send me updates of her from now on."Scrolling up through the chat history, I realized almost every message was from me asking about Cheryl. I had contacted Millie far more times than I had contacted my own wife.Not long after, Millie wrote back."Did you and Ms. Sharpley fight?"I didn't answer, but she kept typing."She really does care about you. Otherwise, given her personality, she never would've pursued you so relentlessly."My eyelids twitched. Indeed, Cheryl was the one who insisted on marrying me.She was famous as an untouchable femme fatale, yet back then, she would always take the initiative to spend time with me. She woul

Chapter 3

Joseph's POVOver the next few days, Cheryl started leaving early and coming home late. During the day, I sorted through the things I planned to take with me. We always missed each other.One day, just as I was finishing up, she suddenly called me. I hesitated when I saw her caller ID, but ultimately answered. "What is it?"Her tone was as businesslike as ever. "My clothes got wet. There's a black suit on the far right side of the closet. Bring it to me."I didn't agree. Instead, I reached over and touched the suit out of habit. Something hard was hidden inside the pocket. My breathing hitched.A soft laugh came from the other end. Cheryl's voice was casual and calm. "Found it?"I froze for a moment before taking it out. It was a ring.I gripped it harder than I should, the edges stabbing painfully into my palm. My throat felt dry and rough. "You…""Do you like it?" she asked in her usual steady voice, only slightly louder this time.My heart suddenly raced. Cold sweat seeped

Chapter 4

Joseph's POVThe other end of the line fell into a brief silence before Cheryl realized something was off. "What is it now?"I took a photo of the delivery and sent it to her. "Take a good look yourself."She was speechless for a second, then sighed. "They delivered it to the wrong address.""Oh, so it was just a wrong address? Nothing wrong about the fact that you took wedding photos with him?"Cheryl sounded helpless. "Come to my office. I'll explain everything."I hung up and immediately went to her company. My heart was bleeding.Cheryl never allowed me to visit her company. She said it wouldn't be a good look. How ironic that the one time she allowed me to do so was because of this?As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, an employee stopped me. "Sir, you're not allowed to enter the office area. Why don't you wait in the reception area instead?"I was about to explain when Henry suddenly appeared. He waved them off, looking so at ease, as if he were the real owner of th

Chapter 5

Third-Person POVCheryl rushed over, her eyes scanning the hospital room. Panic filled her chest. She spun around and grabbed a nurse at the station."Where did that patient go?" she asked, her voice trembling audibly.The nurse frowned and took a step back. "Ma'am, please calm down."She glanced toward the room before continuing, "The patient completed the discharge paperwork and left early this morning."Cheryl's heart skipped a beat. Her hand slowly slid away from the nurse. She felt as though all the blood in her body had turned cold."He left… He was injured. How could he just leave? And where to?"The nurse looked confused as well. "We tried to persuade him, but he refused to stay. The doctor couldn't stop him once he insisted on leaving."Cheryl swallowed hard and took a deep breath. With heavy steps, she walked back into the room. Her trembling fingers picked up the divorce agreement on the bed. Her gaze gradually dimmed.How could Joseph have left? How could he?Her

Chapter 6

Third-Person POVCheryl stayed there quietly for a long time, as if she had become a statue. Finally, her ears twitched. She heard footsteps slowly approaching.Her breathing softened, but her heart started pounding. Immediately, she turned around. "You're back! I've been looking for…"The moment she saw who it was, the unfinished words rolled back into her throat. A deep sense of disappointment flashed across her eyes."You? What are you doing here?"Henry smiled. He walked over quickly and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. "Because I missed you, Ms. Sharpley. Didn't you say I could drop by whenever I wanted?"Cheryl's body tensed. She quietly pulled herself away without making a scene or so much as a glance at him. "You should be at work right now."Henry pouted. He stayed close to her, clearly unhappy. "You said I could take breaks whenever I wanted. I don't want to work all day and all night."As he spoke, his gaze fell on Cheryl again. He deliberately brushed

Chapter 7

Joseph's POVAfter leaving Cheryl, I went to a small city in the south. I stayed in a hospital there for a while to recover. After I was discharged, I spent my days traveling around the nearby cities, trying to clear my mind and start over.One day, after leaving a station, my suitcase suddenly broke. My injuries had only just healed, and I wasn't strong enough yet to carry anything heavy.I stood there hesitating, wondering if I should ask someone for help. It was then that the weight in my hand suddenly disappeared. Relieved, I turned my head and said, "Thank you."It was only then that I realized it was Cheryl, whom I hadn't seen in months. She was holding my suitcase, her voice somewhat shaky. "You're welcome."I quickly composed myself and retrieved my suitcase, pretending nothing had happened.I prepared to book a cab, but she suddenly grabbed my hand. "Now that I'm here… Don't you… have anything to say to me?"I simply shook my head and continued looking at my phone. Her

Chapter 8

Joseph's POVFor a long time, Cheryl didn't speak. We stayed in the silent car for a while. Just as I thought we would be at a standstill, she unlocked the car door.I opened the door. "Thanks again for today. I'll buy you a meal someday."I grabbed my suitcase and calmly headed upstairs. Once inside, I took a quick shower and dried my hair. When I looked down from the balcony, Cheryl was still there.She had rolled down her window, her fingers clutching a cigarette as they rested outside. She didn't leave for a long time. I turned around and pulled the curtains shut.The next day, I slept until noon. When I went outside to throw away the trash in the afternoon, I saw Cheryl standing there. She looked a little haggard, with a bag of groceries in her hand.She probably had been waiting there since early morning.When she noticed the surprise in my eyes, she spoke first. "I bought some groceries. I can cook for you… Whatever you wanted me to do with you in the past, I'll do them w

Chapter 9

Joseph's POVI didn't wait for Cheryl's response before walking out of my apartment to dine at a nearby restaurant. After sitting down, I took out my phone and opened the live feed from my home security camera.Cheryl was sitting alone in the kitchen. The table was laid with dishes she made, yet she only sat there with her head bowed, quietly waiting for me to come home.The sight made my eyes sting. I used to be the one waiting like that, but now that the roles were switched, all I felt was pity for the man I used to be.After lunch, I stopped by the mall to pick up a few things. By the time I finally got home, the sky was already dark.Cheryl might have left, but the dishes she made were still on the table. She made quite a lot, and I could tell she had put real effort into cooking.Still, I didn't take a single bite. I hired a part-time housekeeper to come over and clear everything away.Over the next few days, Cheryl never showed up again. My life became peaceful at last.

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