His Coy Lover

Hearing him casually call his father “Dad,” Zelda felt strangely unnatural.

“What reason did you use?”

Charles said domineeringly, “Do I need a reason to call in sick?”

With just one phone call, his father didn’t even ask for a reason, just agreed.

Thinking of his father’s fear of him, Zelda was speechless.

She helped him out of the bedroom, back to the wheelchair, and then pushed him hurriedly out.

Even though she took sick leave, it was only for ten minutes. She still had to go to work, and he had to work too.

Because of the time constraint, the young couple didn’t talk much on the way.

Charles was always taciturn, and when the couple were together, Zelda always initiated the conversation. If she didn’t speak, Charles wouldn’t know how to start.

She always complained that he couldn’t chat, blaming him for boring her with his conversations.

Until the car stopped at the Roscente Group, Zelda opened the door and prepared to rush inside, but Charles coldly said, “Zelda, are you just going to leave like this?”

Huh?

Zelda felt that the Charles who had just woken up from his nap was a bit strange.

The Charles in her dream was adorable.

She turned her head and coaxed him like a child, “Charles, I’m really about to be late. I’ll go first. It’s the weekend tomorrow, and I’ll have plenty of time to accompany you. Come on, give me a kiss.”

After saying that, she quickly grabbed his head, smacked a kiss on his face, then let go of him, got out of the car, and rushed into the company.

Seeing her sprint like an athlete in a 100-meter race, Charles couldn’t help but chuckle to himself and jokingly muttered, “If there was an earthquake, her escape speed would be absolutely amazing.”

No one dared to respond to him.

That was the Young Madam. While the Young Master could tease her, they couldn’t. Even though the Young Master seemed to enjoy teasing the Young Madam, they couldn’t dare to disrespect the Young Madam. If anyone disrespected her, the Young Master would definitely not forgive them.

It wasn’t until Zelda’s figure disappeared that Charles instructed the driver to start the car.

In the afternoon, Zelda was studying hard.

She could now focus and study very seriously. If she didn’t understand something, she would ask the Secretary or her father for help.

In the evening, everyone had finished work, but Zelda was still at the company.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Tomorrow was the weekend, so there was no need to work, but some employees still hadn’t finished their work and stayed late in the office to finish up, just like Zelda.

No one bothered Zelda, and when she felt a bit tired, she looked at the time and realized it was already past nine in the evening.

“It’s already so late.”

Zelda muttered to herself, “And no one even reminded me.”

“Oh, right, Charles!”

Charles rarely socialized before, and after the accident, he rarely socialized even more. He always left work on time every afternoon.

Shouldn’t he be home by now?

Zelda quickly packed up, grabbed her bag, and hurriedly ran out of the office, rushing into the elevator.

As she walked out of the office building, Zelda noticed several luxury cars parked at the company entrance, attracting attention.

Employees coming and going couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

Some executives recognized one of the luxury cars as Charles’s exclusive car.

The license plate number, estimated to be known by everyone in River Town, belonged to Charles’s exclusive car.

As she approached, Zelda recognized it as her husband’s car fleet.

She was a little dazed but didn’t dare to stop. She changed her brisk pace to a fast run and quickly swept out of the company.

As for the other employees…

They only saw a flash of her figure and then she was gone. When they regained their senses, Zelda was already far away.

Zelda really… wasn’t afraid of embarrassing her image as a wealthy young lady.

Vice President Elle wouldn’t do this. No matter how urgent she was, Vice President Elle always walked steadily. She was much steadier than Zelda.

Zelda grew up in the countryside. Could she be expected to be as calm as Vice President Elle?

Employees in the company naturally compared Zelda to Elle.

In their eyes, Elle was a strong woman, young, beautiful, and capable. Many young men in the company secretly admired Vice President Elle, and some even boldly pursued her. Unfortunately, Vice President Elle was extremely serious in the company and didn’t like office romances, never giving those men a chance.

In Zelda’s eyes, there was only her husband, regardless of her image.

In the eyes of others, she was just a country bumpkin. Even if she put on a dragon robe, she couldn’t become a prince. Why would she care about her image?

“Charles.”