ASHLEY NICOLE POV
"I have rights because we are married again, and you might have forgotten that you still owe me," he said, causing me to furrow my brow at him.
"I donât owe you anything," I replied.
"You have our honeymoon; you said when youâre ready," he said, and I blushed because I wasnât informed about the honeymoon.
"Ahh, hehe, just work first," I said, so he returned to his table.
"I want ice cream, Mr. Cold Man," I said while watching anime.
"Okay, I'll buy you ice cream. But itâs lunchtime, so let's eat first," he replied, and I stood up, pocketing my phone.
"Letâs go, itâs on you," I said, and he laughed again.
"Okay, my treat," he said as we left together.
"Good day, maâam and sir," greeted everyone we passed by.
We arrived at the restaurant. "What do you want to eat?" he asked.
"Ahmm, you..." I said while watching anime, but I looked at him when he hadnât ordered yet. I noticed the playful smirk on his face, and I got it.
"Whatâs that smile? I meant youâre in charge!" I said to him.
"Well, okay," he shrugged, and he started ordering. Once our food arrived, we ate, and afterward, I bought ice cream and chips to snack on later.
When we got back to his office, he returned to work until it was time to go home.
FAST-FORWARD
We arrived at the mansion, and Manang greeted us immediately.
"Manang, I missed you! Whereâs my milk? Oh right, chocolate milk now, haha," I said as I hugged Manang.
"Gezz, Ija, you really should go up and get ready; dinner is prepared," Manang said, while Cold Man held my waist. Oh, Iâm getting butterflies.
When we got to my room, I entered, and he left.
Oh, I almost forgot that the party is tomorrow! I forgot I donât have anything to wear. I think Iâve worn almost all my pants. Once I got dressed, I went downstairs where Cold Man was waiting for me.
"Cold Man, I have nothing to wear to the party, what should I do?" I asked him.
"We will buy," he replied.
"Youâre coming with me?"
"Of course," he said.
After we finished eating, I went to sleep and woke up in the morning
(well, it was still night; author, you should fix that).
After my morning routine, I went downstairs, and there was Cold Man sitting and reading a magazine.
Once everything was done, we were back at the office. Just like yesterday, the same routine happened. Now it was afternoon, and I was getting bored again, so I thought of going out, and I asked for permission.
"Mr. Cold Man, Iâm out to your employees," I said, and he agreed.
I headed to a table where everyone was snacking, but he wasnât there yet, so I brought a cake to share. Everyone looked at me except for one woman who was too focused on her work.
"Hey, sheâs here; thatâs the wife of Sir. Just respect her," they whispered. Iâm not the type to get mad; I wonât do anything to that woman.
I closed his laptop, which caught his attention, and his eyes widened when he saw me.
"Maâam, Iâm sorry," he said.
"Why are you sorry? Come here and join me; I have cake!" I said, showing him the cake. Everyone was surprised, but I didnât care.
"Maâam, I need to finish this because Sir needs it tomorrow. It seems like thereâs still a lot to do," he said, causing me to frown.
"Thatâs a lot; youâre the only one doing that?" I asked.
"Maâam, thatâs Ma'am Tyroniaâs work, but she was told to do it," he said.
"Well, you should listen to me because Iâm the secretary and wife of your boss," I said, moving his laptop away and placing the cake there. I asked July to get three more cakes for everyone.
As we were eating, Tyronia suddenly appeared.
"Hey woman, why are you eating there? Is the work I gave you done?" she said.
"Whatâs wrong with you, Tyronia? Chill, Iâm feeding him, you want some?," I said, offering the cake, but I was shocked when she smashed it onto my face. Surprised, I wiped my face with the tissues that my colleagues gave me, and I fixed myself.
After that, I punched her in the stomach and slapped her. Suddenly, someone pulled my hair, and it was her sister, Althea. I was even more shocked when someone pointed a gun at Tyronia, freezing everyone in place. She did that, causing Althea to let go of my hair, while my best friend Yvie stood there with a gun aimed at Tyronia.
"Know your place, Ms. Clown, and don't ever touch my sissy and hurt her or else you will die," Andrea said with the gun pointed at Tyronia, while I pointed mine at Althea.
We all froze when someone snatched the guns from us; it was Cold Man and Yvieâs husband.
"Althea and Tyronia, recognize who youâre messing with; these two are worse than me and my bud. Remember that," Cold Man said.
TO BE CONTINUED