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"There's every need to. It's your money, not mine. I want to earn my money Adrios, not just get it by being your wife. I wasn't brought up that way." "Deal or not you're my wife and there's no need for you to work so just drop it. I'm already late for work as it is," he said angrily taking his phone from the table "Why are you even going to work? You have more than enough already, there's no need for you to work." I said angrily throwing his words back at me. "That's different West, I'm running a company, I have to be there to take care of things, you don't have one," he said with a slight smirk.

he looks at me confused or just pretending. “I don’t understand.” I walk closer to him looking him straight in the eye. “I know Liam is your friend and all that. But I will not let you make him feel guilty about spending time with his family! Finally, after a long time, my husband is learning how to balance his work life and personal life. Now you are here making sly comments here making feel like he's doing something wrong, you need to stop that and support him. We need Liam as much as work does, and this arrangement works for us.” I tell him with a stern voice.

He just leaves out important facts, like spouses. He mutters under his breath a quick swear word and goes back to typing, his fingers hitting the keys harder after whatever he's read and disagreed with. At one point in our relationship, he told me work always comes first and normally the statement holds true. Every free second, he's on his phone, answering emails on his computer, or yelling at someone.

he replied, Before he could start telling me more about Villins I cut him off, "Mr. Williams, I know you worry about me so much, I understand your concern, Trust me, Work is very important to me and no matter who I work with… So, If you excuse me… I have important things to do," I said and immediately hang upon him. I breathed out and tried to relax, I glanced at my phone, "Bastard, Why can't you just focus on your work instead of mine?" I muttered while taking the last sip of my coffee.

"Is there something on your mind that you would like to discuss?" "Not at all," he said quickly. "I am just tired from work. Vanya has been giving me more difficult assignments recently." The mention of his ex-wife irritated me. Bernard's job at the construction company was supposed to be a source of income and humiliation, not a distraction from his responsibilities to me. "Perhaps you need to work fewer hours," I said. "Your first priority should be your obligations here at home." "I need the job, Elena," Bernard said. "Without the salary, I cannot contribute anything to our arrangement."

Serenity looked at Carrie and asked, “Where’s your husband? I’ve known you for a while now, but I’ve never met him.” Carrie maintained her smile. “My husband is a workaholic. He’s rarely home and doesn’t stay in Wiltspoon much either. He’s always flying around for business trips and meetings, and only comes back occasionally. “To him, home is just like a hotel. He stays for a few days and then leaves again, sometimes not returning for weeks or even months. Serenity nodded sympathetically. “Men are all like that. They prioritize their careers. Once they’re immersed in work, everything else fades into the background.

"It's not about the money. I want to do something I love. I don't want to be a full-time housewife and be stuck at home." Anathea's tone was firm. This was important to her. There was no real relationship left between them. She just wanted to pour what little love she had left into her career. Gregory pressed his lips together and said nothing. He noticed Anathea's eyes light up when she mentioned work. That light was completely different from the indifference she showed when talking about being his wife. Anathea loved her work more than she loved him now. That thought made him uncomfortable, but he refused to admit it. So, he forced that feeling down and replied with a flat, "Suit yourself.

“No wife, no pets, no nothing.” “Nope. I work a lot. Doesn’t leave a lot of time for other things.” “You gotta make time. I work seven days a week, sixteen hours at least. I don’t know where I would be without my girls.” I made myself smile. “I have no desire for a family. With work like mine, it seems like a bad idea.” “The worst idea. I never let that stop me before.” I already knew the man was selfish, but nothing stated it clearer than that. “I don’t think it’s in the cards for me.”

If he had not taught her so much back then, she would definitely pay more attention to him and Dax like before, and she did not have to go to work every day. What about this time? He couldn't bear to go to work, because he wanted to take care of Dax and wanted to do something for Elizabeth. However, he felt as if he had been neglected. This was because... Elizabeth was so focused on making Liang Company even better, and she seldom accompanied him. Alas! The thoughts of a house-husband were really complicated. "Dax, come here." James sat straight and waved his hand at Dax who was playing happily aside.

If you want to have a successful career, you have to become a workaholic. "Likewise, if you're caught up in family responsibilities, you can't devote yourself fully to work. From now on, Joseph won't devote all his time to us. He's going to become a workaholic." Bernard said, "We can't keep him around or win his affection. If you're not going to divorce him, what's the point?" "I love him! I can't live without him! Our family and company have been through a lot lately. Things are a complete mess. That just proves how important he is."