Mamy Sugar

Mamy Sugar
Worrying


Even though the situation is starting to side with me. Every morning I started to worry.


Maria has got everything she wants, there is no reason for her to keep me as a husband.


We used to be able to help each other stay together. But right now, I'm afraid only I'll try to be alone.


Business conflicts may subside. But whispers - whispers In the social environment certainly not. All of us ignored because there were too many things that we had to prioritize at that time. But the whisper was increasingly clear as the sky began to clear.


I started out like Mary who was like an open book. My family, my wealth and many of the other things I've been gossiping about in the office.


Separation of my office and Maria, I've disagreed from the beginning. Wh why?


Uhf.... I don't always close my eyes to the women who are always waiting in the lobby even though they have arrived early.


The boisterousness and giggling often disturbs my hearing room and my concentration.


Do I have to hire staff to rebuke them.


"Don't!!" Dion. "Isn't that good because they're more diligent in the office"


Tsk... Dion who is a single process certainly enjoys things like this, but I do not plan to be single in the near future or long.


Ms. Lia from the office made several phone calls offering a secretary figure for me that I always definitely refuse.


A little regret moving Dion to Bio chemical, because he used to be the one who always handled the phone from mommy.


I was sculpting myself In my room stealing faint hearing - faint staffs were sitting around the room.


"I thought she married Miss Maria because she was rich, but she was richer" one female staff member did not hesitate to ask for it.


"The news is that he will also get a high position in Tower High" said another staff member.


"Kira - think that Mary's the shaman where yes... It's not a snapper anymore. But whales"


Why if we are not compatible in the eyes of Social. They always linked it to Black magic. It seems we have no right to choose a partner as we wish. He said it was free. Justice for the whole community? Tsk... It's just because of the slight difference they punish us with negative gossip bertubi - tubi.


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"Mar... Can we declare our office? The floor is no problem"


" Two offices In different locations are very efficient for our mobility" Maria has always been more concerned with Business without opening her Ears to her husband's mental health in the work environment.


"I'm tired of hearing gossip or negative things"


Maria ignored me and instead gave me shares for Ryusu Homeware, a company already in the process release.


"I'm planning to trade one-third of it for Tower High shares? And the rest I will offer the vanilla plantation which is in the final stages of development. Do you think Mas Willy would agree?"


I swallowed my complaint again in a dongkol.


Maria catches onto my dissatisfaction with her reaction.


" Move your room on the ground floor, fewer staff can be crowding there. And you don't have to go through the staff when it comes or goes "


" Is this a permanent solution?"


"try it first.. Let's see the progress"


******


Maria's advice wasn't too bad to try. But still not satisfying me a hundred percent.


"What if you turn out to be a bit of an antagonist?" Dion's advice also modai my friendly and pleasant image.


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"Ah... Maybe he married Maria's mother under the guise of covering up his relationship with Mr. Dion. Can't believe I can't believe they're just Cs an doang" another Gossip rolled into a wilder direction.


"Yes... He said before he married Maria there was a mergokin Mr. Dion hugging Harry in the toilet"


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Damn it!!!! They don't have any neighbors to gossip about. So the topic doesn't always talk about me?


****


"If there will be many who go on strike because of me fierce?" I'm trying to consider Dion's advice.


"At least they won't dare to talk around you anymore. It could be moving out of the office, no problem, right?"


I pondered for a moment "That's no problem"


But I'm not a panda acting. Or am I threatening them like Maria did?


But then again, I like the performance of the current staff. Each one is well trained and deft. I'm not as smart as Maria who can handle a job from petty affairs to God-level affairs.


Aaa.... Being handsome and rich is not as beautiful as the story. It's harder than I thought.


****


"Stop hearing unnecessary things, being the boss will definitely not satisfy everyone. We're not clowns" Maria sounds always right and makes me feel silly myself.


"But you actually missed the source of this gossip right?"


"I never listen to him let alone analyze"


"heard Mar? Scrape a little bit of your selfishness."I have the right to have a voice that I must use" My good looks cannot be changed. It's destiny. But your aging appearance has to change "


" Why should I? "


" All this time I've only been able to see that you're not as scary as you are in the office. That haunted aura of yours should slowly be annihilated "


" You're the problem, why should I bear the solution yes"


"Because we are husband and wife and always will be" I replied without hesitation.


Being young and superior to Mary has always been no easy feat.


" I know... Everybody knows. You just want to be respected by your business partner or opponent with all the images you build. But you're now my wife, and I'm back to being my only choice to inherit Tower High. Everyone will respect you "I nagged at length.


" Just change it, I'll turn a little haunted maybe also rude. In order for us to be balanced "I am still not satisfied with Mary's unflappable reaction from the look on her face" Isn't it time for you to please me more? "


Mary just snorted and turned away. But my brain became thinking with another possibility.


" wait.... What if you have a lot of crush? "i started monologuing


" gr... Har Common.. My age no longer had enough time for such a strange thing "


That's according to Maria, not me who's Elena's niece.


"Hmmm... Your target is still one more kid, right?" I asked who began to reach for his fingers "permit me to be his father.... Please"