Emily returned home with a concerned look only to see Alex relaxed on the couch with a document in his hands. He had been busy after meeting his parents.
"You are back early," Alex said, still focused on the document.
Emily raised an eyebrow as if she had ever come back home late. She asked back with a cold look, "I should be the one asking you,"
Impressed by her boldness Alex walked towards her with a smile, meeting her gaze. "I did not marry you to be jobless, you will follow me to the company tomorrow."
Her expression changed. "I don't know if I am qualified to work in your company." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Alex raised an eyebrow, surprised by her hesitation. "I am not asking for your opinion, you're my wife, and you'll do what's best for this family."
Emily's eyes flashed with anger, trying to hold herself. "Fine," she said, her voice dripping with resentment. "I'll go with you tomorrow."
Alex nodded, feeling a sense of satisfaction. But as he turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of something in Emily's eyes. Something that looked almost like...
Arriving at the company, Alex was greeted by the receptionist and the staff. He instructed Nuel to put Emily's desk close to his window.
" I won't have my own office as your wife?" Emily asked displeased.
"You're not my wife in the company," Alex replied, coldly.
Emily frowned, glaring at her open workspace.She was annoyed that she had to work facing his office, she needed her personal space. Then, her gaze drifted to her phone, the message she sent to the unknown number was left hanging.
With nothing to do, Emily turned on the computer, determined to track down the IP address .
Before Emily could start, Alex's voice cut through the air. "What are you staring at? It's lunchtime. Let's go." Emily felt his eyes on her, observing her every move.
She quickly switched off the laptop before Alex came closer, her mind racing. Why should she have lunch with him, anyway? He made it clear that she wasn't his wife in the office. She thought to herself.
Emly forced a smile and walked ahead of him to the elevator . The staff's eyes followed her, their gaze throwing her daggers.
When they reached the cafeteria, people started whispering. Alex, not caring about them, asked Emily "What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever you want to eat," She answered absentmindedly.
Alex stared at Emily, as if something was bothering him. Then, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever played an online multiplayer game?"
Emily smiled, "No."
Emily's life was not fun and filled with rainbows. Many things had happened that she couldn't remember, since she stepped foot in this town.
She could not finish her meal. "Are you okay? You look lost," Alex asked, lifting her chin.
"I am fine, just a little bit tired" Emily replied, glancing sideways.
"My wife is not only late but also lazy. Just your first day at work, you are tired without a task to do," Alex teased her.
Emily went to her desk still with nothing assigned for her. She started tracking the Ip Address. Then a code popped up revealing a message on her computer.
"Abigial, you think you can find me by tracking my address, I never knew you are gradually forgetting the real you."
"Who are you and what do you want?" She typed, her hands hesitating for a moment before she clicked enter.
"We need the old you, come to us, find your way back home divorce your husband, you don't love him."