The CEO's Unloved Wife
Unaware of the grumpy expression Ivan wore while starting the car's engine, she glanced at him through the rearview mirror, only prompting him to respond.
"He's busy. That's why he wanted me to accompany you," Ivan replied curtly, focusing on the road ahead.
"Oh... I see." She smiled.
The drive was quiet, stretching on seemingly forever. Despite Jane's initial inclination to remain silent, she found herself unable to resist asking a question.
"How many children do you have, sir Ivan?" Jane's question, out of the blue, startled Ivan—not because of its suddenness, but because of its unexpectedness.
"Do I look like a married man to you?" Ivan responded, a hint of amusement in his voice, which o
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