Wayne choked before exining seriously, “That’s my personal issue. It has nothing to do with whether Mr. Sutton cares about you.”

“No?”

Maureen retorted, “The master’s attitude shapes the dog’s behavior. I’m not insulting you, just stating facts. Back when I lived with the Sutton Family, even the pets treated people differently based on their status- let alone you.”

Wayne’s face flickered like a broken neon sign.

He couldn’t rebut Maureen anymore.

She was right. Had Geoffrey not disregarded Maureen, subordinates like him would never have dared disrespect her.

Even now, he hadn’t realized his attitude toward Maureen had improved significantly-

Because he sensed Geoffrey treated her differently.

After escorting Maureen to Geoffrey’s office door, Wayne left.

The door was ajar, and Maureen pushed it open gently.

Geoffrey sat in his executive chair, engrossed in documents.

Honestly, a handsome man looks really good when focused on work.

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Maureen figured she must’ve fallen for that face back then.

Geoffrey knew she’d arrived without looking up. “Come here.”

Maureen approached. “What is it?”

“You won’t work downstairs anymore.”

Geoffrey set down the papers, meeting her gaze. “You’ll work here now.”

Maureen frowned. “Why?”

“No reason. Company arrangement.”

More like his personal arrangement.

Under his roof, she had to bend.

“Alright.”

This meant more chances to get close anyway.

Maureen calcted earlierst night’s encounter had slim pregnancy

odds.

“I’ll bring myputer up.”

Before she moved, someone delivered her personal items–including theputer–into the office, even wheeling in her desk.

Geoffrey walked over, eyeing her workstation.

“I’m curious,” he said, “what exactly have you been busy with these

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days?”

In the past. Maureen was just a housewife.

Apart from taking care of his daily life, she never worked outside.

Maureen looked back at him: “Do you want to know?

I can show you.”

She knew Geoffrey was still wary of her.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have forced himself to hold back yesterday.

Geoffrey indeed became interested: “Okay.”

Under his scorching gaze, Maureen sat at her desk and turned on the

She showed him the work she did during idle hours.

Geoffrey skimmed it, surprised to see numerous coborative project drafts in Maureen’s files.

When did she learn to write these?

Maureen looked up at Geoffrey’s chiseled profile, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly: “Last night must’ve been ufortable for you?”

Geoffrey’s body stiffened. He lowered his gaze to meet hers, throat tightening

Maureen straightened up, bringing herself closer to his thin lips.

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“Actually, I was ufortable too.”

Geoffrey’s eyes narrowed with scrutiny.

These words shouldn’t havee from her.

He remembered how she’d blush just from grazing his hand after their wedding.

Now, though Maureen pretended to be worldly on the surface,

Geoffrey saw through her act instantly.

His handnded on Maureen’s shoulder, and the woman instinctively

flinched.

This physical resistance couldn’t lie.

A flicker passed through Geoffrey’s arrogant eyes: “If you’re unwell, go to the hospital.”

“I’m not a doctor. I can’t cure anything.”

Maureen froze.

Was this man genuinely clueless, or just pretending?

Was he doing this on purpose?

Seeing reasoning wouldn’t work, Maureen pressed close again, her crimson lips pressed directly against the corner of Geoffrey’s mouth.

“This is the kind of difort I meant…”

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The woman’s fragrance enveloped him.

Geoffrey was no saint. How could he resist this? He kissed her back instantly, yet clung to a final shred of rationality.

Because one thing he sensed clearly: Maureen didn’t truly desire him!

What was her real goal?

Maureen clumsily reciprocated.

Inside the office, the air grew thick and heavy.

After a long while, Maureen felt something was off.

Geoffrey kept kissing her but did nothing else.

Just as Maureen grew breathless, her mind nk fromck of oxygen, knocking came from the door.

Geoffrey finally stopped.

His secretary hade to report work matters.

Maureen hastily straightened up.

Yet another failed attempt for Maureen.

At noon, the two went for lunch together.

The chauffeur drove them to Geoffrey’s usual private dining club.

Over the meal, Geoffrey tested the waters: “Don’t worry, I won’t divorce you.”

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Maureen froze.

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Before she could grasp his meaning, he continued evenly: “Andrea wants status–I’ll give her that as Mrs. Sutton.”

“As for our legal marriage, rest assured it remains.”

Maureen stared at him in disbelief. “Are you joking?”

“If you’re dissatisfied, propose another solution.”

Unaware he was probing her, she said: “We divorce. You marry Andrea.”

Geoffrey’s expression darkened.

His suspicion proved right–Maureen’s willingness to sleep with him wasn’t about staying together.

“Wasn’t it enough forcing me to marry you before?” His voice turned icy. “Now you’re arranging my next marriage?”

Geoffrey put down his utensils, his expression icy cold.

Wasn’t he the one who wanted to marry Andrea?

Maureen lost her appetite too.

The car ride home was silent.

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