Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 318

It’s smell so bad.

He smiles down at me.

“Yes, you can. Do you see how happy you make me when you do what as you’re told?” He asks happily.

I ignore him and pop the bread in my mouth, each chew becoming easier, each swallow instigating less stomach-turning.

He just stands and watches me until I’ve worked my way through most of my breakfast, leaving the bacon and a few scraps of bread to the side.

” Happy now?” I ask.

I know he is and I feel better already.

“Now your sweet colours back. Of course, I’m happy.” He scoops up the remains and throws it in the bin, and then bends down, getting nose to nose with me.

“Thank you.” he grins, and I grin right back.

“My dutiful here is done.” He pushes his lips to mine.

“Now I’ll leave my wife to work in peace.” He says sweetly.

I scoff at him.

“No! No way, you won’t.” I scowl at him.

Then he pulling back, he hits me with a cheeky grin.

“Sorry babe. I can’t stay today. Is your boss here?” His question reminds me that I still haven’t spoken to my boss about the Gu.

“No. He’s got outside meetings all day.” I said.

He straightens, flicking his eyes to my hair, clearly looking for signs of my fiddling fingers. He won’t find them there because Xu Feng Brother is in meetings.

“You’ve made me late.” he says, looking down at his watch.

“Not my fault. It’s you make yourself late.” I shoo him away and pick up my flowers to put them in water.

“You can go now,” I shoo him.

He holds his hands up and starts backing away from me.

“Feeling better?” He ask.

“Yups. Thank you.” Now I really am very grateful.

“I will come again check on you again, maybe twice,” He says.

“Don’t do it. I’m not a baby,” I told him.

Then he blessing me with his smile that reserved only for me, he winks, blows a kiss and walks out, leaving me with a little grin on my non-pale face to Fu Heng and Yi Lan smiling fondly at me and Yi Lan swooning at my husband back.

Aiggooo. She’s all still so affected.

Then I make it to the end of the day with my breakfast still in my stomach, in fact I feel so much better. Feng Teng has text me five times, each one asking how I feel, my answer the same for every reply.

‘Better.’

The final message asks a different question, though.

‘I’m going to have lunch at Feng Mansion. Would you like to come? We’ll have steak of Butler Zhang. He bought a real good beef today.”

The last bit gets me.

‘Sure. On my way then.’

I reply immediately as soon I thought about Butler Zhang steak. It’s delish which would make yous crave as son you heard it.

So I pack my desk up and wave a goodbye to all of my colleagues, thenmeeting a woman holding a bunch of flowers at the door.

“Miss Bei Wei Lin?” she asks.

It’s not the usual florist as she called me by my maiden name.

And I know if it’s from my husband. He would absolutely never do that and he already sent me flowers today, anyway.

“Yes. It’s me.” I sound cautious which is fine because I am.

I’ve just noticed the flowers are not calla lilies and they are far from fresh.

In fact, they’re dead.

She places the flowers in my arms and thrusts the clipboard under my nose. She wants a signature for dead flowers?

I shift my full arms and manage a rough scribble across the paper.

“Thanks,” she says casually as she turns to walk away.

I look down at the flowers a little puzzled.

“They’re dead.” I call to her back.

“I know.” she replies, not in the least bit troubled by that.

“You think it’s okay to deliver dead flowers?” I scowl at her.

She turns and laughs.

“And I’ve had this bad luck stranger requests.” She sneer at me.

I flinch.

Like what? She carries on her way, not bothering to enlighten me, so I find the card and scramble between my full hands to remove it from the tiny envelope.

‘HE SAYS HE NEEDS YOU. HE DOESN’T. YOU THINK YOU KNOW HIM. YOU DON’T.

BUT I DO.

LEAVE HIM. HE IS MINE!’

No name. Only Threathen words.

Instantly My heart stops beating in my chest and one name springs to mind immediately.

MUXIN?

Wait isn’t she wish a happiness for us last time?

Now what is this? Or someone else?

Now I should feel concerned, but I don’t. I feel deadly possessive at the suggestion.

A lightning bolt of Feng Teng famous attribute flies through me, leaving me dropping everything in my arms to the floor and tearing the malicious warning up slowly.

Who the hell does she think she is?

If an EX , that’s what she was only the EX, nothing more than a past.

Has she been trying to get with my husband again?

Is she that last time Ex? Or other Ex again?

Gosh! Who the she think she is?

But I’m his wife now. Dare to threathen me than she must be a crazy bitch then.

Should I tell Feng Teng?

Or as him then prick his curiosity, but I don’t want him to know about this.

And I don’t want anything tipping him over the edge.

Because I can deal with empty threats.

Leave him, or what I got then?

She must be crazy.

Then I stuff the dead flowers in a bin over the road, along with the card, and make my way to the car park.

The desperate urge to be with my beloved husband has suddenly overwhelmed me.

When I come to my company bas.e.m.e.nt, an abrupt halt when I see the parking space where I left my Bug this morning is empty.

No car. I glace up at the board displaying the floor number and note that I’m in the exact right place.

So where the hell is my car?

If it’s got stolen, that is impossible because security in here quite strict for anyone no identity to get enter.

Hell. Where’s my Bug has gone to?

Just then, a rough and voice hear from my back that I known.

“Good Afternoon, Madam,” A low rumble, yes Assistant Yu pulls my body around to find him leaning out of the window of his Black Jeep.

“Master told me to fetch you Madam,” He inform.

“Huh? But my car’s been stolen. It’s gone from there where I parked it this morning,” I wave my arm at the empty space and turn back to check that I’m not imagining things.

“Oh. It’s not been stolen, Madam. Don’t worry Madam. Your car is a safe and sound,”Assistant Yu reassured me.

“HUH? What? Pardon?” I turn into startled eyes back to the mountain of a black suit bodyguard man.

“How you confirm that?” I blurt in shocked.

Just then I snap as soon something come into my though.

“So where is it, then?” I spit.

Assistant Yu has a clear look of embarrassment on his mean face.

“Sorry Madam. My Master had it picked up.” He nods his head to the passenger side.

“What the hell going on? Are you winding me up?” I laugh.

His eyebrows appear over his wraparounds.

“Err. Madam. What do you think it then?” Assistant Yu asks seriously.

Then I take a deep, calming breath and make my way around to the passenger side and climb in.

Yes, I know my husband wanted me save and sound. But he wanted me to drive me f**king crazy too!

“Oh, God. I might strangle your beloved Master soon,” I mutter, yanking my seatbelt around and clipping it in place.

“Take it easy on Master, Madam. He only meant good,” Assistant Yu commences as he strumming on the steering wheel as he drives out of these dark bas.e.m.e.nt, back into the daylight.

“Assistant Yu,” I start in a matter-of-fact tone.

“I think I you, I really do, but there an exception on it. Hope you can enlighten me on an acceptable excuse reason for my husband’s unreasonable ways, then I won’t be taking any thought for your request about that should to take it easy on you master after this,” I says in a warn a bit.

He laughs a deep, rolling belly laugh, his neck retracting and revealing those chins he keeps hidden.

“Yes, I do like you too, Madam,” He chuckles, reaching under his glasses and wiping under his eyes.

Stunt. I’ve never expected this big, menacing beast so vivacious a bodyguard could laugh too before. I thought they got no feeling as their face always expressionless.

And it makes me smile, thoughts of my challenging husbands and his bodyguard by threatening notes instead soon it made Assistant Yu giggles.

But then Assistant face straightens back to expressionless once he done. His changed all too quickly, and I’m left laughing alone with wraparounds pointed at me.

The sudden change in his expression snaps me right from my hysterical state.

“My Master might get worse. But I believe I should give him a congratulations instead in order, Madam.” His face dips, an indication that he’s looking at my stomach, before he returns to face the road.

“He’s told you?” I ask disbelievingly.

Aigoo. I don’t want anyone to know yet.

It’s way too soon.

“No Madam. My Master didn’t tell yet,” He reassured.

“He didn’t yet?” I ask.

“Yes, when I found a baby department on the screen from my master computer, it kind of let the cat out the bag. That and the smile on his face all day has me confirmed my guessed Madam,” He tells me.

Oh,I sink into my seat.