My Boss Is My Secret Husband 소설 & 이야기

Finally he put down the document and picked up the paper bag. “ mysterious CEO, gentle lover……” “My sweet husband…..” “My bossy CEO boyfriend….” What the hell was all this bullshit?!

I asked "are you here to seduce your boss" she said "no no iam not that kind of person iam not here to seduce my boss but iam here to seduce my husband" I looked at her she started laughing iam enjoying her cute words my secretary entered the room his face became blank cutie stood from my lap with embarrassment I said to cutie "bring me cofee" she nodded her head and went I looked at my secretary and said "you can say what you are feeling" he said "nothing sir" I said "I can understand what you are thinking she is my wife"

She also suspected me of having a relationship with the boss “Don't tell me you think, I'm so loose,” it was hard to say anything when all the employees kept talking behind my back about going out with the boss. Only if they knew he was my husband “Well, most secretaries the boss hired ended up desiring to be with him…do you know one of them, even went as far as proposing to him,” Brigitte whispered while covering her mouth halfway as if she didn't want anyone to hear her. It was hilarious,

His expression changed instantly. Lillian is not my boss, he said. The words landed like a slap. I froze. What? I whispered. She is not, he repeated. My boss is someone else. She and my boss are working together. My heart began to pound so hard I could hear it in my ears. Who is your boss? He hesitated, his jaw tightening, then spoke. Someone powerful The name felt like ice poured down my spine. He is after your husband, the man continued quietly. His life.

Pointing at Damian, she said mockingly, "Eric, this man here is the husband of our wonderful CEO, Ms. Spencer. Hurry up and complete his onboarding procedure. "And make sure you do a good job, or else Ms. Spencer might fire you." Eric was stupefied. Wasn't Christine still single? Where did this so-called husband come from? Either way, he didn't dare dawdle. After flashing a polite smile at Damian, he quietly asked Chelsea, "What position will he be taking up, Ms. Johnston?" "Oh, but of course, how can Ms. Spencer's husband be given any old position? Arrange for him to join the security team as a security guard." Chelsea couldn't resist bursting into laughter as she spoke, her expression drip

"S-Sorry… I won't do it again." I've been working in the production department of Utopia for almost four months now, but my colleagues still don't like me. I understand. They thought someone backed me up. Though, it's partly true. Rogue doesn't have a choice but to approve my application and hire me because I'm his wife. A secret wife, actually. I heaved a sigh and sat on my chair after she left. For four months, Rogue never visited me in my department. He hates me so much that we're living in different condo units although it's the same tower.

Jenna quickly hid behind Marianne. "It's the bossman!" she squealed, terrified. Meanwhile, Marianne just laughed drunkenly. "Nooo, that's my husband." "You married the boss?" Jenna asked in shock. "Alright, that's enough from both of you," I said, separating them. "You—it's time to go home. Take her."

I felt uncomfortable due to the fact the guy is watching us. “This is my wife, Camille. Camille, meet my boss, Harry. The Ceo of the company I work with” I suddenly went numb. Are you kidding me?! The man I had sex with few days ago is my husband boss. How come I don’t know this? ***how are you suppose to know? Do you work in the same place with your husband** that was my subconscious again. “Camille” Asher’s voice lapse me back into consciousness. “Yeah?”

I just heard Hector laugh, so I tightened my grip on him. "Ask Dad why I came here, fucker. And Solei is not a lie. It's true that she's my wife. We got married the night of her bachelor's party. Truth fucking hurts, right?" Hector finally said, surprising everyone, even me. The night at the party deepened. I remained seated on one side, watching as various businesspersons approached and talked to Hector. Despite engaging in conversations, he didn't let go of my hand, as if ensuring I wouldn't feel out of place after the earlier confrontation.

He gestured for me to come closer, so I leaned my ear towards him. “In one month, Sir Rome has had three secretaries,” he whispered, and I turned to see his shocked expression. “Really? Why? Is Sir too strict? Or if you make a mistake, you get fired immediately?” What about me? I have had so many unfortunate moments! What if that happens and he fires me? I hope he considers me as his wife-I mean, ex-wife. But I am Faye, and I have faced heavy problems before, so I won’t give up on asking for a second chance from my husband.