Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife

Chapter 7

“Where are you? | have been waiting in your office for almost an hour now!” a sharp voice of a woman blared against her ears, jolting her awake. She snapped to her senses, her gaze turning alert.

“I-” Sofia grimaced, her hand slowly massaging her temple. “Sorry, | overslept.”

“Are you alright?” the voice on the other line softened. “Do you need me to go to your flat? Coffee?” concern laced the woman's voice. This woman was none

other than Sofia’s sister, Charlotte. Sofia immediately tried to recall if she had an appointment with her sister that day but could not recall anything.

“Is there anything that you need?” Sofia asked, unable to hide the irritation in her voice. “Are you sick? You sound sick. Do you want me to come get you?” Charlotte asked. “No, I’m fine. | just needed to finish something last night.”

“Was Father trying to overwork you again?”

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“No...” Sofia shook her head. “Look, I'll be there soon.” She ended the call without waiting for the woman on the other line to answer her. She did not bother checking the messages on her phone as she glanced around the room; the details of the room began to remind her of what happened last night.

Sofia’s eyes darted nervously around the room. If she was right, this is Alexander’s room. Last night, in a haze of alcohol— induced confusion, she had ended up here, in his large King—size bed.

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The subdued elegance of black and white, the lingering scent of his cologne, and the neatly arranged decor immediately brought back the memories of the previous night. She cringed.

Quickly, she got out of bed and was thankful that she was still fully clothed. 14:16

“| asked Josef to buy clothes for you....” a voice interrupted her. She froze before slowly turning towards the door where a shirtless Alexander was leaning. He sported gray sweatpants, and his damp hair hinted at a recent shower. She immediately turned her head away, scolding herself inwardly for noticing the defined lines of his muscles.

She immediately convinced herself that it was only natural for her to stare after all; she was an artist. It is normal to appreciate pretty things.

“Same brand as your clothes... should be the same size too,” he added. Sofia turned towards the paper bags by the bed.

“Sorry about last night,” Sofia said.

“Hmmm...” he nodded, a subtle hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

Seeing that he was not planning to mention how she cried like a baby in his arms, Sofia let out a sigh of relief. She tried to maintain a calm demeanor. “Thank you for the clothes.”

“Bathroom’s that way... | currently do not have any feminine products, so | asked Josef to buy you one. Tell me if you need anything more.”

“No, I-Thank you... That should be enough.” Why was this man acting so considerate? She looked at him, her gaze full of suspicion. Did he take the wrong medicine today?

Out of habit, she shifted her attention to the bed, intending to straighten. it. However, she inexplicably froze halfway as thoughts of the previous.

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night crossed her mind. Did he and she....

As if reading her thoughts, he said, “I slept in the guest room...”

For some reason, she could feel her face turn hotter. Was she blushing? “No. That’s not what I- | mean- | meant it’s alright,” she stuttered. “I mean... | do not mind.” How come it still came out wrong?

“You would have preferred it if | slept next to you?”

“What?” her gaze snapped back at him.

He chuckled. “I'll keep that in mind.”

“I-” She frowned. There is nothing wrong with sleeping next to each other, right?

Seeing her flushed face, he quickly changed the topic. “Ah, give Josef a list. of the things that you need so he can buy them ahead of time.”

“Sure...” she answered. Then she stilled. However, she quickly thought of the contract and realized that they would be living under the same roof soon. There is nothing wrong with buying some toiletries for each other. She immediately made a mental note to ask his Secretary Josef for Alexander’s preferences so she could keep them inside her own flat.

After quickly escaping to the bathroom, Sofia let out another sigh of relief. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and was greeted by a green—eyed monster with large panda eyes. Obviously, this monster was her and her hideous appearance. She immediately thought of how she got so drunk to the point of crying and smearing her mascara all over his suit and pillows!

How embarrassing!

Sofia was very confident about her alcohol tolerance, but last night, she was not able to control herself. All emotions that she had been trying to control since she discovered the betrayal came crashing down on her like.

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a large boulder. After composing herself, she immediately took a quick bath and applied some makeup then wore the clothes that he had gotten. for her.

After making herself presentable, she went out of the room and descended into a sleek staircase that seamlessly connected to the living. room and dining area. Almost immediately, her gaze landed on the panoramic view that the large wall—to—ceiling glass windows offered. It was the view of the busy city of Springfield.

She looked around the living room which boasted plush furnishings and muted tones. The space was clean and minimalist, the perfect place for a bachelor. She immediately thought about the news that she heard about Alexander in the past. There were a few rumors about him being in a relationship with a famous model, but no one was able to confirm it.

“Breakfast?” she almost jumped when she heard his voice, her green eyes. meeting his intense brown gaze. “Why are you acting like a thief?” he asked, a playful spark in his eyes. “lam not,” she glared at him. Her gaze landed on the freshly cooked breakfast on the table.

“Sandwiches and milk...”

4 “| prefer coffee... thank you.” Why milk? Does she look like someone who drinks milk? “Hmmm...”

He approached the coffee maker nearby.

“You are alone?” she asked, wondering if he made everything.

“Yes. A cleaning lady comes twice a week.”

Sofia nodded, not intending to prolong the conversation. “Look... about

last night.”

“| would prefer it if you do not cry for other men,

again.”

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Sofia met his brown eyes. She blinked, unable to process what he just said. “I That was

“| believe Daniel is not worth it,” he handed her a coffee in a tumbler, their fingers brushing in a subtle, charged moment. “For the road.”

“Oh...” She was unable to respond as she watched him wrap the sandwiches too. “Your car is in the parking lot 15. | asked Josef to bring it here.”

Sofia did not know what to say. Her brain seemed to have short-circuited. What's with this change of attitude? Did... something happen last night?

The ringing in her phone snapped her back to her senses. She awkwardly accepted the coffee and sandwiches before literally running out of his penthouse. She thought he heard him chuckle behind her, but she did.

not care. The moment she arrived in her car, her phone rang again. This time, she answered it.

“Hey...” Sofia said. Was it a coincidence that Daniel called her just minutes. after Charlotte did? Sofia chuckled inwardly, her gaze turning colder by the minute.

“Hey babe... where are you? Do you want me to bring you breakfast?” Daniel asked, his voice as soft and accommodating as ever,..