My Sexy Little Wife's

My Sexy Little Wife's
Chapter 60: Why Imagine Naomi?


This morning Naomi had repeatedly entered the bathroom due to nausea. His body had started to feel weak, which made his face slightly paled. Conditions like this have been common since pregnancy. 


After washing his face with water, he stared at the reflection of himself through the mirror. Naomi felt her life was very sad. 


With a staggering step, he came out of the bathroom. Naomi glanced at the clockwork on the wall. He is too late and must prepare to be the target of Alexa's anger. 


"That woman will definitely skin me again because it's too late."


And sure enough, an intimidating look became Naomi's first welcome upon entering the office building where she worked. Aside from Alexa, Naomi is also disliked by her other coworkers. 


“Nona Alexa is waiting for you. Look, it's noon now and you just came.” A woman who was wearing the same uniform as Naomi panned in annoyance. “This is already for the umpteenth time you are late in the week.” 


“I'm sorry, Adelle. I'm not feeling well.” Naomi's answer did not change her partner's expression.


“Do not use your pregnancy as an excuse! If you are unable to work, why not just stop? Because of you we all have to be affected!” 


“That's right, Erina," said the other friend. "This morning Miss Alexa scolded us all because of you.” 


“Why scold you guys? I did the wrong thing.” 


“Still dare to ask," said Adelle increasingly upset. "Because we're all a team of janitors. You're in charge of cleaning Miss Alexa's room. You know, this morning he came and saw the room has not been cleaned, he so scolded us all,” Adelle scoffed. 


“I'm sorry. Next I will try to come on time.” 


“It would be better if you stopped working than just making trouble for us. Huh, may Miss Alexa fire you.” 


Naomi no longer said. That is how they behave towards him. She is considered a strange and mysterious woman. In addition, pregnancies with unclear marital status. So it creates sloping news about him. 


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Naomi quickly exited the pantry after an unpleasant reception from her colleagues. It just so happened that he saw Alexa in a room near the information room. He soon approached the Judes woman. 


“You looking for me, Miss?” Naomi's greeting made the woman instantly turn her body around.


“Oh ... has come apparently,” he said ketus. 


“Sorry, I'm late today. I'm not feeling well,” Naomi said, bowing her head.


Alexa grinned thinly with a bonus of cynical stares. “Do you have no other reason? Always that's why you're late and I'm getting tired of hearing it.” 


Instead of giving another reason, Naomi chose to be silent and accept all the Alexa curses. At least he had to do so Alexa wouldn't fire him. 


Naomi felt her body suffocate hearing the woman's words. “Please give me the accuracy once again, Miss.” 


“Can't! From now on, you don't have to work here anymore. You're fired!” 


Naomi's eyes closed. I don't know what to beg anymore.


Meanwhile, Adrian's car enters the office. As soon as the car stopped, a man came and greeted him kindly.


"Welcome, sir," he said with a smile, shortly after the boss got out of the car.


As usual Adrian only replied in a deheman voice.


"How was your trip?"


"Lumayan!" adrian answered casually.


The friendly man who greeted her commented a smile. "Thank God. Let me take you to your room."


Without much talking, they headed for the elevator. Passing through a room, Adrian's steps suddenly stopped when he heard a voice that disturbed him. His gaze led to Alexa who was fiery scolding a woman. 


"That's Alexa, right?" tanyakanya.


"Yes, Sir. That's Miss Alexa."


"Why is he angry?" ask Adrian.


“It looks like the janitor just made a mistake, so Miss Alexa reprimanded her,” she replied.


“But isn't the way Alexa reprimands it too harshly?” 


“Nona Alexa is like that, sir. But I think it's good, so the employees are not at ease in working.” 


Adrian was silent for a while on the spot. Look at the woman standing behind him. 


I'm really out of my mind. Why do I always imagine Naomi? 


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