Ch. 51..55: OMG My Crippled Husband is a Hot Powerful CEO Chapter 51-55

Chapter 51: Chapter 51 - If this information gets out

"W...What are you talking about?" Logan stammered, intimidated by Alex’s dark glare. Alex’s voice turned cold

"I’ve never known you to stammer, Logan." His menacing raised brows made Logan nervous.

All attention was not focused on him, including that of the woman beside him. She was unsure of the situation, but remained silent as per the earlier warning when she flirted with Alex.

Logan, feeling trapped by Alex’s demeanor, tried to deflect by bursting into laughter.

"How could your wife have been drugged? Weren’t you supposed to be watching over her? Didn’t you say she was working late?" He kept throwing one question after the other in the bid to buy time the moment Alex began to answer them.

However, it only fueled Alex’s suspicions, knowing better the young brother he watched grow and even took care of.

Logan became this stubborn after Alex killed their father but Logan was too young to understand the details of the matter by them.

Alex was six years older than him, having seen things Logan hadn’t.

"I lied before to gauge the situation with the sedatives. It would influence my decision on who was involved," Alex explained, Logan was worried about Mia.

He was conflicted because Mia had done this to Joanna to prevent her from attending the event, as Logan had wanted.

"I got a message from my wife’s driver asking for help because he felt strange after lunch. When I arrived at the office, everyone, including Mia, was asleep."

Some guests at the table couldn’t connect Mia to the incident.

"Why would she be a suspect then?" Uncle Dean inquired, showing increased interest as Alex scowled.

"Isn’t it clear she’s trying to cover her tracks? No one would suspect her if she was found in the same state," Alex asserted, keeping his gaze fixed on Logan, scrutinizing his every move.

Why don’t you show us what you typed on the phone before reminding me about midnight and how I kept insisting my wife was on the way?" Alex asked, suspecting Logan was hiding something as he checked his phone and typed a few things.

His instincts wouldn’t let him drop the matter and Logan, feeling cornered, remembered his grandfather’s warning and contemplated throwing Mia under the bus to save himself.

However, he needed Mia alive for his future plans.

Alex’s ruthlessness, evident in his actions towards his own father, made Logan wary of what he might do to Mia, who had deceived him by pretending to be a victim when she was the culprit.

"Look, Alex, if you want my phone, you’ll have to give me yours in return. Can we make the swap now?" Logan smartly bargained, knowing Alex wouldn’t agree.

Alex always kept his phone close, due to valuable information related to the company. Unable to obtain proof from Logan, Alex was determined to find another way.

"Don’t worry. This isn’t over, but keep your hands clean," Alex warned before parting ways.

Logan breathed a sigh of relief, having dodged a bullet for now. Later, he called Mia on the phone after leaving the dinner venue.

She was sleeping when the sound of the phone woke her up. "Logan, how did it go?"

Her voice was laced with anxiety and excitement, hoping for good news. However, the response she received was unexpected.

"You bitch," Logan raged, finally releasing all the anger he had been holding in. "You almost got me into trouble. Get your facts right next time."

Mia shivered at the revelation, unable to believe that Joanna had won again. "What do you mean?"

"Joanna attended the dinner party," Logan stated bluntly, causing Mia’s expression to change immediately to one of despair.

"It can’t be. Daddy would never trust me again." How did Joanna regain consciousness so quickly? Then Mia remembered the pizza guy.

He sprinkled a small amount of sedative, which explained why she woke up early. Mia had tasted a bit to test it before eating a slice of Joanna’s pizza, ensuring they both had a similar amount of sedative in their systems.

Damn it! Mia had missed her opportunity, uncertain when such a chance would arise again.

"You should worry more about what Alex will do. He suspects your involvement, so I hope you have all your bases covered."

Mia froze, realizing she not only had to face her father but also Alex, who was not the man she had expected.

The first time she saw him in person, she had mocked him, unaware that he was the same man whose name had brought her respect due to the mistaken identity of the arranged bride.

After the accident, she had tried to distance herself from that title, only to discover that things were more complicated than she had thought.

Joanna, who was meant to take Mia’s place, had somehow found Alex and married him after being let down by Logan, not knowing he was the same man her father was trying to force on her.

The more Mia pondered these events, the more she realized she might not even be a player in the game.

Logan hung up abruptly, momentarily forgetting about the woman in the car with him. Ruby, on the other hand, couldn’t resist probing further, unaware of the man she was dealing with.

"Did you have something to do with her being late?" Ruby inquired, earning a sharp glare from Logan.

"If this information gets out, your entire family will suffer. Consider this your payment and a little extra to ensure your silence."

With a dismissive gesture, he tossed three bundles of cash at her, as if that was all she was worth.

Despite the demeaning exchange, Ruby eagerly accepted the money and hailed a cab, realizing that her involvement with Logan was merely superficial, limited to a one-night encounter.

Meanwhile, Joanna sat in the car with Alex, her mind consumed by a single pressing question.

"Alex, how did Jeremy become the new director of the marketing department at King’s Multinational?" she inquired, not seeking information but rather confirming her suspicion.

Alex, caught off guard by the unexpected question, struggled to provide a response.

 

Chapter 52: Chapter 52 – Strangely possessive

"I don’t handle HR matters," Alex replied nonchalantly.

How could he convey to her that despite Jeremy standing up for her, he was uncomfortable with their closeness?

Joanna, not naive, was determined not to let the issue go and pressed on.

"You transferred Colton, and now Jeremy has been promoted. What’s your angle?"

She was not going to take it lightly, pondering how many other men might be affected by her actions.

The reason she was so certain it related to her was because Jeremy was fired because of her.

She had planned to reinstate him in his position and finally promote him after she meets the target set by grandpa, but Alex’s plans overtook hers.

"He was fired from the Bakers and was qualified for the position the Kings offered. How is that a problem?" He was getting agitated, signaling for Ike to drive.

"I thought you didn’t handle HR matters?" Joanna continued to press him as Ike drove, making Alex slightly nervous.

"Well, I just hacked into the company server because you mentioned it. Plus, I made it clear that no man should be close to you until the contract was over. It would be best for these men to stay away from you, or they will face either my good or bad side."

Joana shook her head, silenced by his response and unable to continue the argument.

She couldn’t understand how a man could be so possessive in a contract marriage.

Was he insecure because of his disability? Alex’s strange ego left her wondering what the coming months would be like.

"Are you planning to stay at the house tonight?" she asked, noticing the time was already morning.

If he insisted on leaving, she might just follow him as a retort, having slept a lot already due to the sleeping pills. His casual response surprised her.

"Do you want me to stay over?" His tone was unusually relaxed but Joana, was trying not to appear desperate, approaching the situation from a practical angle.

"It’s already 2 am, and you don’t seem to sleep much. Are you even human?"

Alex forced a smile. How could he explain his sleep and eating disorder to her? It was taking a toll on his health, but no doctor could find a solution.

The answer may lie with the woman, and he might be able to regain himself if he finds her.

Upon arriving at the mansion, Joanna was surprised to see Jack waiting for her.

"Excuse me, ma’am, how are you feeling?" Jack inquired.

Joanna smiled and replied, "I should be asking how you are feeling. I had no idea the food was spiked, but I’m glad you’re okay."

"Jack, you will be reassigned. I will find another bodyguard for my wife," Alex stated coldly, reminding Jack of his error.

He knew he should never get emotional or personal. Apologies should go through Alex, and seeing Jack and Joanna getting along meant he had to be replaced.

"I deeply apologize, boss. I should have informed you. Please forgive me," Jack pleaded.

Jack had received a double pay raise when he was transferred to be Joanna’s bodyguard, so going back meant losing that hundred percent bonus.

Joanna was about to speak up for Jack, but remembering Alex’s earlier statement about her influence on men leading to either rewards or punishments, she carefully chose her words,

"He’s right, Jack. It might be best for you to find another job. Your loyalty to him is too strong anyway."

Alex recalled overhearing Jack’s initial conversation with Joanna, where he had refused to answer her questions. This must have been what she meant by Jack’s excessive loyalty.

As Joanna entered the mansion, Alex turned to Jack and issued a final warning,

"This is your last chance. All your interactions must be formal, and you must report any man you see around her."

Jack was overwhelmed with tasks. Working with the boss’s wife was challenging but also lucrative.

"Yes, sir, I assure you I won’t disappoint. However, I did some research on the pizza delivery guy after obtaining his identity, but he has already left the country," Jack informed.

Alex frowned. It seemed the person who hired the pizza guy had paid him handsomely to disappear. This was a job for Interpol.

Regardless of the country, Alex was determined to track him down. "Do we know which country he fled to?" he inquired.

Jack shook his head. "That’s the issue. He used the subway, making it difficult to trace his whereabouts."

Alex considered using the pizza guy’s identity to locate him, but Jack had more information.

"I’ve shared his identity with our team, but they haven’t been able to locate him. He may have obtained a new passport, and surprisingly, he doesn’t have any family here," Jack added.

This felt like a wild goose chase, and the pizza guy seemed to have played his cards well, being the kind of people Alex loved to work with.

"Whoever hired him won’t stop trying to harm my wife. I suspect Mia, so keep a close watch on her. Also, you need to taste everything she eats first," Alex instructed. Jack nodded in agreement.

"I already had that in mind, but I was worried she wouldn’t allow me," Jack replied.

"I’ll inform her, but do me a favor and install some secret cameras in the Baker’s VIP car park. No one should know about it except you and me," Alex added.

"I’ll take care of that before the workers start reporting. I’ll have to avoid their security, though," Jack assured.

When Alex entered the house, Joanna had already gone to bed, and Betty was locking the doors. "Sorry, sir, I didn’t know you were coming in," Betty apologized.

Alex nodded before wheeling himself to one of the downstairs bedrooms. He wasn’t planning to stay long, so there was no need to go upstairs.

A few hours later when he woke up to give instructions to the chef, he was surprised by what awaited him.

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Chapter 53: Chapter 53 – He doesn’t have to know

About thirty minutes ago, Joanna was ready for work. Due to the long sleep last night because of the sedative, she only had to catch up from where she left off.

Waking, up, she felt rejuvenated as she prepared herself for work. Also, it was a very good time to catch up on where she left off in the office at the time she dozed off.

Meeting Alex’s extended family was now out of the way and what mattered now was focusing on meeting her target to get back not only her mother’s shares but the company as well.

As she descended the stairs, it was still early, and the chef had not yet started cooking, which worked in her favor.

She could leave without Betty insisting she have breakfast. However, as she reached the door, it opened before her hand touched it.

"Good morning, ma’am, are you ready for work?" Jack asked politely, avoiding her gaze.

He was dressed in his usual black suit, looking brilliant. Joanna was glad her trick worked when they arrived hours ago and Alex had not sent Jack away as planned

If she had showed any form of care for the bodyguard, that would have pissed Alex off so Joanna was slowly beginning to understand Alex, predicting his moves as well.

To Jack, his boss was so possessive of his wife that he would fire anyone who looked at her twice. As such, he acted professionally.

Before Joanna could answer, the annoying woman she was trying to avoid spoke up from behind her.

"I had no idea she would leave so early. I will wake the chef to make her a quick breakfast. Sir might want some too," she said, addressing Jack but directing her words at Joanna.

Though annoyed that Betty had caught up to her, Joanna was strangely excited to hear that Alex had spent the night at home, wondering if it was because of her earlier request. If so, then it was a good thing, right?

It was not appropriate for them to live like enemies.

An idea popped into her mind, and she stopped Betty. "You know what, I’ll make breakfast myself."

Betty stared at her as if she had grown two horns. "Impossible. I will get fired if sir hears about it."

Joanna felt uncomfortable hearing about someone getting fired all the time, especially during her stay at the mansion.

Living with just her mom had always been filled with love, freedom, and peace, but in this new environment, everything felt like a military zone.

"He doesn’t have to know. Just ten minutes, and I will be out of the kitchen," she assured Betty, but the middle-aged woman was reluctant to grant her request, treating her more like a guest than the mistress of the house.

"I’m sorry, but how can I allow the queen to cook? Please, no. I will get the chef to do it," Betty stated firmly, turned around, and headed to the domestic workers’ lounge.

"Wait, Betty," Joanna rushed after her, blocking her path and inquiring, "Have you not noticed that Alex doesn’t eat much?"

Betty’s face showed a mix of guilt and confusion. "That’s just how he is. Ever since..." She paused, hinting at something troubling with Alex.

"Ever since what?" Joanna pressed, her curiosity evident, but Betty remained silent.

"I’m sorry. We are not allowed to disclose such information."

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Joanna’s lips. This place didn’t feel like home. It seemed like everyone knew something she didn’t.

"Fine, don’t tell me. But if you care about him and are concerned, let me try, okay?"

She remembered how Logan used to enjoy her cooking and believed Alex would too.

Logan never appreciated it until he tasted and liked it. That must be one of the reasons why he kept her, but since it was over between them, she knew Logan would never find a homely girl like her.

All those rich girls he put above her loved to eat in expensive restaurants, but Joanna learned from her mother that a good home-cooked meal would brighten any man’s mood, and Alex was no exception.

"Then you have to be fast, and he mustn’t know that you made it," Betty instructed.

Joanna smiled with gratitude. "Just ten minutes. Get me the apron and the ingredients I’m about to mention."

Betty agreed but was nervous throughout the process. However, Joanna kept her word.

In less than ten minutes, she prepared classic omelets with eggs, butter, mushrooms, spinach, and tomatoes, serving them with a side of veggies.

She had a little extra for Betty and Jack, who she made eat in the kitchen so she could get their first reviews.

"Our chef is a brilliant cook, but this feels so homely, like my grandma’s cooking," Betty complimented, hinting at something.

Joanna smiled and replied, "My mom taught me how to make it."

Betty shook her head, realizing that Joanna didn’t grasp her point.

"You don’t understand. I’ve had this recipe before, but what makes this one special is a very unique ingredient."

Joanna’s eyes narrowed as she gave Betty a questioning look. "And what is that?" she asked.

"You. You put your heart into it," Betty replied.

Joanna chuckled. "Thanks, Betty, but I don’t want to get you into trouble, so Alex must not know."

She swiftly removed the apron and arranged the food on the dining table. It was a quick meal, so she hadn’t even taken off her stilettos.

Alex had already showered and changed before emerging. Due to his condition, he had his daily necessities in both the master bedroom and the bedroom downstairs.

With a beautiful smile and a sweet voice, Joanna welcomed him to the dining table. "Alex, I’ve been waiting for about five minutes now."

Alex was surprised to see her all ready for work, wheeling himself to the dining table before helping himself to a chair. However, one look at the food made it clear that it was not made by his chef.

"What is this? Who made it?" The scowl on his face put Betty on edge.

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 - Get her replacement

Joanna remained calm throughout the situation. The fact that Alex had not even tasted the food indicated that the issue lay with the presentation.

"Why? Is it because it doesn’t have all those fancy presentations of a five-star hotel?"

That was typically how the chef presented the meals, but Joanna’s question made Alex suspicious.

Initially, he thought the chef was being lazy or maybe he was sick and Betty had prepared the meal. However, now he suspected that the meal was not made by the chef at all.

"Did you cook?" Alex’s expression was unwelcoming, but Joanna was determined to face the consequences of her actions, understanding why the domestic workers were so afraid of Alex settling in.

"I’m used to cooking, and I enjoy it."

Seeing his expression harden even more, she let out a frustrated sigh. "Alex, I’m your wife, not some robot."

Now Alex was becoming confused about the situation. "What are you talking about?" It seemed Joanna was not grasping the concept of their contract marriage. "Everyone, get out," Alex yelled.

Everyone left the room, including Betty, and the atmosphere tensed up. Joanna was almost in tears, not expecting this reaction from him.

"Look, I appreciate that you have people waiting on me all the time, but I should be allowed to do what I want, like fix my own drink or cook if I want to. If I want to use the maids, I would, but allow me to do the things I want to do," Joanna expressed.

Alex acknowledged her point but drew the line at her tampering with his meals.

The presentation of the food reminded him of someone dear to him, evoking memories that made him yearn to travel back in time.

"Fine, fix yours, but don’t cook for me," Alex stated firmly.

A tear slipped down Joanna’s cheek, but she quickly wiped it away before Alex noticed. "Why?" she asked, her voice trembling.

He was so agitated that it began to scare her. All she wanted was to be helpful, but Alex felt she lacked respect for boundaries.

"Because this is just a contract. Stick to the rules, and we shall be fine," Alex asserted as he helped himself into his wheelchair, leaving the food untouched.

"You didn’t even taste the food," Joanna pointed out, feeling a pang of regret as she saw his reaction to her mention of the food.

"It’s not appealing enough. I’ve lost my appetite," he remarked without even looking at her, disregarding her feelings. Tears welled up in Joanna’s eyes as Alex wheeled himself away.

Their exchange had already dampened Joanna’s appetite, but things took a turn for the worse when Alex called for the housekeeper, as he reached the entrance. "Betty."

The middle-aged woman appeared promptly to face his stern warning.

"Betty," Alex addressed her with a serious tone, "If something like this happens again, you’ll be receiving your final paycheck."

As the one in charge, Betty knew she would bear the consequences if anything went wrong but surprisingly, she showed no remorse this time, knowing that Joanna’s intentions were genuine. "

"Sir, Madam put in a lot of effort. You should have at least tasted the food," she pointed out.

Alex’s gaze darkened dangerously as he called out to Ike, his rage bubbling inside. Ike, who was waiting to take him to the office, entered as Alex instructed,

"Arrange for Betty’s last paycheck and find her replacement."

The color drained from Betty’s face. This was unexpected and trivial. Alex had always been like a son to her since she began her job at the old King’s mansion as a nanny to both Alex and Logan.

When Alex needed a housekeeper, she was the first person he trusted to handle it, including recruiting the other domestic staff.

"Sir, it won’t happen again," she said apologetically, but Alex’s mind was already made up.

"Too late for that," he said coldly, adding, "the chef is fired too."

Betty felt guilty, not for herself but for the chef. Her loosening of the rules had gotten the chef into trouble.

She stared at Joanna, who remained calm as Alex made his final statement. "I don’t want to see the two of you when I return tonight."

He wheeled himself out of the house with Ike’s assistance, leaving Joanna seated at the dining table, feeling like she was in a dream.

The morning that was supposed to be beautiful turned out to be the ugliest she had ever experienced.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have requested for Alex to spend the night or interfere with his personal life. After all, it was just a contract, so why did she think she could have more?

"Betty," she called out, and the middle-aged woman rushed to her with tears in her eyes. Joanna smiled and asked, "Do you have family nearby?"

"Yes, but the chef doesn’t," Betty replied.

Joanna remained calm and inquired, "Can he stay with you for a while? I promise you’ll have your jobs back by tomorrow."

Betty, feeling overwhelmed, agreed, "Alright. I’ll provide him a place to stay until I hear from you."

Joanna nodded and headed to the office. Alex was still upset during his journey, but the workload kept him occupied, pushing the incident to the back of his mind.

It wasn’t until Aiden arrived with some reports that he noticed Alex’s demeanor.

"You look like an iceberg. What’s wrong with you?" Aiden asked.

Alex checked the time and realized it was almost lunchtime. He was about to ask Betty to inform the chef to send Joanna lunch when he remembered they had been fired.

Frustrated and not the kind of person to go against his own words, he ignored Aiden’s question and turned to Edmund, "Eddy, order food and personally deliver it to my wife, with any leftovers going to Jack."

Edmund was taken aback by the request but complied, wondering what had happened to the professional delivery services.

"Understood, sir."

He went to do as told as Alex responded to Aiden. "What’s going on with the goods?"

Aiden began to report on everything going on in the shipping company, a subsidiary of the King’s multinational corporation. Just then, Alex received a call from Edmund.

"Sir, your wife gave the food to her bodyguard and her coworkers. She didn’t eat any of it," Edmund informed him.

Alex clenched his fists in frustration. Why did women always act this way? He dialed his wife’s number, anticipating more trouble ahead.

 

Chapter 55: Chapter 55 – Unexpected invitation

Joanna was the first to arrive at the office, but strangely, Mia did not show up today. Joanna did not bother to check on her, only welcoming her friends who arrived later at the office.

"Joan, we can finally breathe since Mia isn’t here today," Vida sighed, excitement lacing her voice. Joanna laughed.

"I know, right? What have you been up to with your targets?" She casually asked.

Whenever Mia was around, none of them spoke much, whether about work or personal matters, acting mute most of the time. But with Mia being away, the atmosphere was much lighter.

"We are on it, but right now, I’m envying Jeremy," Juliet said honestly.

Who would have believed that after being fired, Jeremy was going to have a bigger position in a multinational company?

The shock was still too much for them to comprehend, but it was true. Jeremy had even sent them pictures of his new office.

Joanna smiled. Her close work colleagues had no idea that very soon, this company was going to be hers.

The other departments posed the greatest challenge because she was not well acquainted with them.

What made her popular in the company was the fact that she continuously won the Employee of the Month award.

Most of the workers were more familiar with her than she was with them.

"Just work hard. Who knows? Something wonderful might happen," she hinted, her close friends unaware of the extent of her connections but subtly trusting her.

The assurance that good things came to those who supported her and bad things to those who crossed her was comforting.

"I trust you, but are you really going to introduce Mia to your clients?" Julliet asked disapprovingly, prompting Joanna to laugh again.

She was trying to conceal her earlier anger with Alex, masking it with forced laughter.

"Maybe in her dreams. I’m scheduling my meetings today and might not be in tomorrow. I’ll meet them directly at their offices. Mia will only see copies of closed deals. The original documents will be accessed on the server, where she can’t tamper with them."

The only positive aspect of working for the Bakers was data protection. Not even the CEO could access staff data without permission.

"You’re so clever. How could someone like Mia become CEO?" Vida questioned, sensing inconsistencies in the situation.

Unable to contain herself any longer, Joanna decided today was the perfect time to share the news, especially with the wedding approaching.

"By the way, I’m inviting both of you to my wedding. You mustn’t miss it for anything."

The expressions of shock on their faces were intriguing. Despite being aware of Logan, they had no clue that the relationship had progressed to marriage.

"Wedding? Who’s the lucky guy? Is it Logan?" Julliet inquired, but Joanna shook her head, still hesitant to disclose Alex’s identity.

"No, Logan and I broke up a little over a week ago," Joanna revealed.

Since she had been fired by then, they couldn’t blame her for keeping it from them, especially with Mia’s sudden appearance upon her return, acting suspiciously.

"So, who is it? Were you two-timing?" Juliet asked, feeling disappointed at the thought of Joanna cheating on Logan but was relieved by Joanna’s response.

"No, I guess good things come to those who wait." Joanna’s smile was priceless, momentarily pushing aside all the issues at home before her departure, except for Betty and the chef.

Joanna planned to find a way to reinstate their jobs, and the opportunity presented itself perfectly.

They worked in silence thereafter, losing track of time until a knock on the door interrupted them.

An unfamiliar face entered. "I’m Edmund. May I speak to you for a moment, Joanna?" he asked, aware that his boss’s marriage to Joanna had not been made public yet.

Out of politeness, Joanna went to hear him out. "I am Mr. King’s personal assistant. He asked me to deliver lunch to you," Edmund explained, handing her the package. She smiled and accepted it.

"Thank you," Joanna replied gratefully.

There was something about her that made Edmund linger around after leaving the office, perhaps due to his usual ethic of ensuring perfection in his tasks.

He wanted to make sure Joanna had eaten before leaving and was attentive to her chats with her colleagues.

"Who treated you to such an expensive lunch?" Vida asked, echoing Juliet’s thoughts as she nodded in agreement.

Joanna chuckled, suspecting that Alex had sent the lunch as a gesture following yesterday’s events.

This would have earned her gratitude if not for the actions that morning.

"You two go ahead and eat. I’m not hungry," she said, gesturing to the abundance of food on the table before calling for her bodyguard.

"Jack." Jack appeared promptly. "Yes, ma’am?"

Joanna handed him the extra dish and said, "This is for you."

Jack was surprised and asked, "Ma’am, aren’t you going to eat? You didn’t have breakfast."

Despite feeling hungry, Joanna thought about Betty and the chef and decided to give up the food, even though she didn’t plan to order more. "I’m not hungry."

Just then, her phone rang, diverting her attention from Jack. "Hey Violet, what’s up?" She asked casually, noticing Violet’s somber tone.

"Joan, can we talk?"

"Now?" Joan asked, concerned for her friend. Violet had always been cheerful since Joanna had known her, so this change in mood was unusual.

"No, after work," Violet replied. Joanna was relieved. With Mia absent today, she needed to handle things she didn’t want Mia to see.

"Sure. Where should we meet?"

"There is a restaurant near your office," Violet mentioned. Joanna was pleased that it was nearby, allowing her to leave early and rest for the next day.

"I’m in."

After hanging up, she resumed her work. Edmund shook his head and called Alex on the phone.

Sir, your wife gave the food to her bodyguard and coworkers instead of eating it herself."

Frustrated, Alex clenched his fists. Why did women always do this? He immediately dialed Joanna’s number, bracing himself for more trouble.

When Joanna saw Alex’s call, she answered casually, "How can I assist you, sir?"

Alex, trying to contain his anger, asked, "You didn’t eat the food. Why?" Joanna’s response pushed him over the edge.