"Ma'am, Sir Ian said you can come inside now."

She stood up and walks to the office.

After closing the door she glares at the smirking Ian walks and hit him in the head with her open palm.

"Ohh..." Ian blinks.

"Why is your mouth so loose?"

She angrily puffing angry smokes.

Ian smirks and grabs her to him.

She get drag and she was instantly sitting on his lap.

She angrily looks away but didn't leave.

"So? You see her?"

"Do not change the subject!"

"What?" Ian chuckles. "I didn't say anything that is not true."

"It is true but it is just between us husband and wife!" She said glaring at Ian.

"I didn't tell anyone about our se---"

"You told her I am jealous!"

"So you admit you are jealous."

"Nnnn-no!"

Monet stood up and walks around. Ian is laughing but didn't follow her.

After a long silence Monet sit down on the sofa facing the glass walls.

"She is pretty."

She said not looking at Ian.

Ian stops typing and look at Monet.

"Who?"

Monet glares at Ian.

Ian smiles.

"Your secretary. She is pretty."

"Oh. My not jealous wife is right."

"I guess you pick her base on her looks." She snickers angrily.

"Of course not." Ian took something in the drawer and walks to her.

"Here is her profile."

Monet pouts and took it.

She knows everything written on it. Even those that is not written.

She gave it back to him.

"You should keep her." She stands up.

"She's for keeps." She said and smile timidly and decided to go.

Ian grabs her hand and make her sit down.

Ian looks serious and stare at her

"I am not having an affair." He said so seriously that Monet flinched.

"Of course." Monet answered.

'You haven't like her from the start. Your affection will develop soon if the story progressed the same as the novel.'

"Hey." Ian holds her hand. "If this will caused problem in our relationship, I will just send her somewhere. I can't selfishly fire her afterall."

Monet shakes her head.

"That is very inelegant." She said.

Ian smiles.

"Smile a bit."

Monet pouts.

"I'm not a child!"

"Hoh."

Monet went and kiss him.

"Children will not kiss you." She said acting cute.

Ian smiles.

"True."

"Do you ever used the sofa?"

"I used it to take a rest sometimes. Do you know how to use it better?"

Ian asks teasing her.

Monet raised a brow then she smirks and play with his tie.

"I have no idea." She said slipping the tie from his neck.

"Oh...."

The two went and kiss passionately in the sofa.

Knock knock.

"Sir Vice President is calling..."

"Haah....Ian.." Monet pushes Ian a bit. Her clothes are open widely and the guy is kissing her collarbone as he just greedily licks her skin.

"Hmmm....My honeymoon is ruined..." he brushes his hair up and patiently botton her unbotton clothes and fixes his tie. Monet helps him up.

The two look at each other and they laugh.

"I know it is wrong to do something in the office." Ian said nodding. He pinches her cheek.

Monet frowns.

"If you know then why did you continue?" She teased him. And her hand carress his waist and grab his butt tightly.

Ian frowns.

"How can I say no when you are being so bold." He remove Monet's hand away from his butt.

Monet giggles.

Ian sit down and about to received the call. He saw Monet going to the door.

"You are leaving?" He asks.

"Hmm."

"Seriously?" Ian is so disappointed.

"I have to go.See you later."

Ian grumbles at the Vice President, who actually doesn't care about his love life.

Monet looks at Helen who is doing her best for her job.

"Excuse me."

"Hmm? Oh. Are you leaving Ma'am?" Helen asks.

"......yeah. Take care of Ian."

"??? I am sure he can take care of himself but sure, Ma'am."

Monet chuckles.

"Right~~~" She doesn't have to be so sensitive about it. Didn't she decide to fight fate?

She ends up going to a shopping mall.

"What should I buy?"

"Excuse me, Miss."

"Hmmm?"

"Hi."

A handsome guy is smiling at Monet.

Monet looks at his extended hand.

"I am married" she said flashing her ring.

"Oh....uhmm."

"Yes?" She raised a brow.

"You might not know me but I am Grego Pinna."

"Yes. I don't know you."

Monet raised a brow.

If it is before,she won't be hit on because she always have guards protecting her.

She is actually clueless how to reject a guy. Good thing she is married.

"Im sorry but if you don't have anything to say. I will be going now."

"Wait." The guy try to grab her hand but she easily evade. She glared at him.

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to grab me?" She asks in anger.

"P-please do not think badly of me. I just want to talk."

"Well, I don't want to." She said turning around.

She felt that the same guy is following her.

"What? This...is this a stalker?" She pouts.

"Aya.. It's impossible. She is wary of me."

"Stupid! Just do anything you have to do. I need to get a picture of her and you holding hands and flirting!"

"I can't. Im scared of your cousin."

"And you are not scared of me? Grego, you are an actor. Why can't you even do anything right? Do it or I will pull out our support to your career!"

Grego clicked his tongue looking at his phone.

Aya is just around waiting for opportunity to take a picture. Grego is one of the talent their family's supporting. He can't do anything to this woman.

He braced himself and try to walk to Monet again.

Monet is getting scared.

She is alone and she is a woman.

She doesn't know self defence too.

She can only be good at ordering people what to do. She walks to the mall guard and stick with her.

"Ma'am?"

"Someone is following me. Can I stay here till my husband arrive?" She asks.

She swears she will get a guard again.

This damn life is so precious. Even though guard following her is uncomfortable, she is safer with them around.

"Hello hubby."

"Miss me already?" Ian smiles receiving a call.

"Someone is following me. Can you pick me up?"

"What?"

Ian rose from his seat.

"I understand you are busy. It's fine it you will be late.The lady guard is here helping me. I am scared to drive alone what if that creepy guy follows me."

"I'll be there. 5 minutes!"

".......okay."

Monet smiles after the call.

In the novel, Monet asking Ian to pick her is impossible.

But it is even more impossible for Ian to come running for her.

"I am his wife, for real." She giggles.