Freya quickly turned her gaze towards Elijah.
She didn’t know when he had let go of her.
Standing there with a serious expression.
Only she didn’t feel ashamed, wanting to kiss him so openly.
“Mr. Silverton.”
The people at the elevator greeted Elijah.
Elijah responded, “Hmm,” in a flat tone, devoid of any inflection, “Come up.”
Leading Freya out of the elevator.
He didn’t forget to introduce her, “My wife, from now on, when you see her, say hello.”
“It’s Mr. Silverton.”
Several people echoed in unison.
Then they turned to Freya, “Good day, madam.”
Freya maintained a polite smile on her face, “Hello to you all.”
Inside, she was cursing Elijah.
Making her make such a fool of herself.
The first impression is crucial.
How would people in the company now view her?
All credibility she had, ruined by Elijah!
As they entered Elijah’s office and the door closed behind them, she grabbed Elijah’s collar, pulling him towards her, unable to reach his level, standing on tiptoes, “Elijah, did you do it on purpose? Did you intend to embarrass me like that?”
Elijah bent down to her, “It’s not embarrassing. You just wanted to kiss your husband, but someone saw, that’s all. You are a proper lady, not someone to hide, what’s there to be afraid of.”
“I’m not afraid,” Freya was furious, “It’s about my image.”
Elijah teasingly asked, “Ruined your image?”
“Exactly,” she was annoyed, “People probably think I’m just…”
Elijah teased further, “Just what?”
Freya pounded his chest, “Elijah, are you ever going to stop? All you do is bully me…”
“Mr. Silverton…”
The secretary holding the coffee stood at the office door, unsure whether to come in or leave.
“Sorry, I forgot to knock just now.”
Standing there was a man.
After the incident with the previous secretary.
Elijah had decided to hire a male secretary.
His job required someone in this position.
The secretary obediently lowered his head, as if he did not see anything.
Freya…
She slowly let go of Elijah’s collar.
Turning her back to the door.
She was ashamed to face anyone.
Elijah straightened up, adjusting his collar, “Put it on the table.”
The secretary came in, placed the coffee on the table, then left, closing the door behind him.
“The coffee in the office is quite good, try it.”
Freya bit her lip, “You enjoy it yourself.”
She was about to leave.
Elijah held her back, “Are you really angry?”
Freya felt wronged, “I came to pick you up from work, not to be embarrassed.”
Elijah gently embraced her, “What’s embarrassing? You just like to tease me, it’s a playful interaction between husband and wife. They will only envy us, not laugh at you.”
“I’m not stupid, don’t deceive me. You are someone with a status, how would others perceive me with a frivolous wife?” She was genuinely angry, her eyes turning red, “It’s all your fault.”
“Alright, blame me, blame me,” Elijah apologized, “I promise not to let you publicly show affection in the office, we’ll do that at home.”
Freya…
She raised her hand to hit him, once again caught by him.
Elijah laughed, “You can’t beat me.”
Freya…
He leaned close to her ear, “I won’t let you kiss me in public, but I’ll kiss you in private.”
As he spoke, his lips pressed against hers.
Freya widened her eyes!