Novel & Cerita Business Wife

And it’s making her uncomfortable! “Don’t you have work?” She asked just to break the silence. “What do you think?” He threw back her question to her. “Well, you are the CEO of the JBC Corporation, you must be very busy.” She just stated what she heard. She does not really have any idea about his work and all. “Well, what can I say? My wife needs me here.” He said while grabbing a chair and started eating. “I can manage on my own.” She replied. Why hearing him calling her ‘wife’ is like music to her ears?

"Hmm, sorry." The woman cleared her throat lazily while muttering the word sorry for not being sincere to her husband who was currently playing with Ciara. After all, recently Aciel has been more selfish and spoiled. Little by little the man told her this and that and would turn angry if she could not do it according to her husband's request. Sometimes she wants to scream in that man's face if she is actually no less busy than that man. Even though she is only a housewife, her job is actually more tiring and emotionally draining than a CEO. "Honey, let's go home."

Her gaze drifted wistfully over the manicured gardens below, where dew-kissed petals danced in the gentle breeze, a picturesque tableau of tranquility. To the outside world, she was the epitome of grace and sophistication, the beloved wife of the esteemed CEO, Alexander Montague, who has continuously earned the yearly award for best Entrepreneur five time in a row. Theirs was a union envied by many, a love story that seemed destined for eternity. Yet, beneath the façade of marital bliss, a shadow lurked, threatening to shatter the illusion of perfection.

"Are you saying your husband was unaware of the source of his own company's founding capital?" "I'm saying my husband built a company that has outgrown a business loan from seven years ago a hundred times over," Isabelle said, her voice steady even as her hands shook at her sides. "Whatever mistakes I made in trying to protect his pride don't change what he's built since. If you're looking for a scandal, I'd suggest you ask why Whitmore Industries has spent five years feeding information to anyone willing to hurt this company instead of competing with it honestly." Daniel Whitmore's easy smile flickered for the first time.

"Are you sure your wife wouldn't get worried? It's getting pretty late." He laughed and waved me off. "My wife is busy making sales for my company. She barely has time for me now, and even when we hang out together as a couple, we just talk about work. She's like my business partner." He opened his heavy lids and looked at me, "Don't ever marry your business partner." There and then, the biggest idea I'd ever nursed came to me. I wanted to be the other girl to my sister's husband. If I gave him some goodness, he'd give me some too, right?

The next, she was the quiet, supportive spouse of a tech mogul in Silicon Valley, blending effortlessly into the minimalist world of innovation and intellect. She tailored herself to each client’s needs, ensuring that she fit seamlessly into their world. If a man needed a wife with a background in academia, she became a university student, complete with lecture notes, study groups, and an air of intellectual curiosity. When a powerful CEO wanted a wife who exuded elegance and authority, she ran a fictional fashion house, attended high-profile industry events, and offered insightful opinions on design trends. For a school administrator seeking respectability in a conservative community, she t

Meanwhile, the men had conversed about stocks and investments, therefore we retreated under the sails. "Xicie, do you work? It appears your husband is wealthy as well. How do you typically spend your days?" I looked at her expectantly. She responded by flashing me a kind smile before slightly scrunching her forehead in thought. "Well, "I'm actually an associate in my husband's company. Although I held that position prior to our marriage, it has proven quite challenging. To be honest, I don't recommend a relationship like that to anyone," she stated while shaking her head.

“But I haven’t. It has nothing to do with me, George.” He took another breath, but the words he wanted to say never formed. She looked at him one last time, and this time, her voice was soft—measured. “You want to check on me, George? Then here’s your answer: I’m surviving. Quietly. Just like I am meant to be doing.” And with that, she turned away. Leaving him in the doorway. Alone with his questions. And the quiet realization that somewhere along the way, the woman he married had built a world without needing him in it, she keeps making it obvious for George that this marriage is only business for her but for some reasons he keeps pushing it.

"Really? You'll prefer a stranger to look over your kids than I?" "Yes, I would for your social life's sake." He pressed on arrogantly. Samantha once again curses his independent rule and believes. This was why his family hardly help out, with his constant 'no' bent reply. Only Natasha knew the better way in making a man like Nathaniel understand the need of once bending a little in life. If only she were here. "There isn't a social life Nathaniel." "What about your bakery? How do you plan on keeping it open?" He followed suit sitting opposite her as he gazes studying the baby sleeping quietly in her arms.

All I had to do was keep her on this path. Priya’ s eyes shot up. “Right? Why did she hide her last name? And what does the wife of a billionaire needs work for?” I leaned forward. “Most billionaires spouses are usually bored and looking for a hobby. Or some are spying for their next hostile takeover. So you have every right to be cautious!” Priya toyed with the handle of her cup. “She doesn’t look like a spy to me but then again, one can never tell these days. There is nothing stopping her from coming for my job.”