WIFE CONTRACT DEBT REDEEMER
What's wrong with her?
Today is my first day working as a staff of the Campbell Corporation marketing team. Together with Sandra who guided me and helped me to do whatever task I had to do, I was determined to work hard. I'm going to prove that I'm capable of doing my job so well that this guy named Henry Bastian Campbell doesn't underestimate me anymore.
“You already understand what to do so far, Angelin?” Sandra asked to make sure after she finished explaining what my duties were.
I nodded and replied, “I understand, Sandra. Thank you for your help.”
“No need to hesitate, just say if there is still something you do not understand.” Sandra shared her true smile with me.
“You see that, Mr. Campbell has arrived.”
“Tak usually he leaves during the day like this, what is it?”
“Who knows, a perfect CEO like him, free to do anything.”
The whispers from some of the staff were heard by me. All eyes were on the athletic figure with a beautiful look stepped with dignity walking towards the CEO's room which was located just a few meters from my work desk. Who else would it be if it wasn't Henry Bastian Campbell?
“Good day, Sir.”
Everyone in the room seemed to be greeting and showing his best smile to the man who looked like an angel, but not in my eyes. I, who remained indifferent to my work, gasped as Sandra nudged her hand at me.
“Smile greets our CEO, Angelina,” he whispered without turning his eyes on Henry who walked past my desk.
“Ah, sorry. I don't know,” I reasoned.
“Next time you have to say hello, if you don't want to be fired, Angelina. Mr. Henry Bastian Campbell is the most powerful man in the Campbell Corporation. He is the perfect CEO figure of everyone's dream,” said Sandra excitedly.
“Oh, yes.” I replied with a forced smile. Don't listen to the story, just say his name I feel reluctant.
“And you know, Angelina. We women who admire him feel heartbroken because it turns out he already has a partner.”
I was immediately choked when Sandra said that to me, I nervously said, “What do you mean, Sandra?”
“Jeez, Angelina. Have you not seen or heard any news that is being crowded into conversation? If Mr. Campbell already has a lover, and that woman is Carla Queen Baker. A famous supermodel. What a top-class woman who is difficult to be a rival.”
I snorted, relieved that a woman named Carla was what Sandra meant.
“What's wrong with you, Angelina? You seem not interested at all?” Sandra looked questioningly at me who looked passive and flat.
“Really?? Did you have a bad experience with a handsome man who traumatized you, Angelina? Ah, what a pity. Even though you are beautiful like this still treated unfairly by men.” Sandra looked at me with sympathy and I just smiled thinly as if I did.
“Alright, I understand. Stay upbeat, Angelina. If there's a bad guy trying to bother you again, you can't hesitate to tell me so I can help you,” said Sandra, I can see sincerity in her eyes.
“Thank you, Sandra,” I said with a smile.
“Now go back to work. Later during the break I will show every part of this building and introduce some of my friends from other teams,” continued Sandra again.
...
After work I felt quite tired, the job as an intern at Campbell Corporation turned out to be quite heavy on the first day I worked. Although my body was tired, my heart was very happy because after all this was my experience of working. I was still in the UK studying at one of the best universities in the world when I got word that my father had a heart attack and died a few months ago. That's why I haven't had any experience working anywhere in the past.
However, it seems like my decision to work was the best one. I feel lucky among my misfortunes now that I have a new kind friend like Sandra and a few other co-workers. Although I should be fed up because every day I would definitely hear a lot of stories about Henry that to me sounded exaggerated. Many of the women in the company were so flattering that demon-looking angel man. How much they flatter, I will still try to be blind and deaf. I don't care about anything about Henry Bastian Campbell.
That night I who had just finished taking a bath and was about to get dressed was startled by someone who suddenly opened the door of the room. Suddenly I shrieked, at the same time the figure reappeared with its cold, flat expression.
“How come you came up with such a sudden, Henry?!” my protest was to immediately wear an evening dress to cover my innocent body.
“This is my home. Is that a problem for you?” The man who was still wearing the same work suit I saw this morning flat-footed as if without sin.
I smiled wryly, and snorted feeling annoyed. Then I went to bed to stretch myself as if I did not think there was someone in the room, until I was quite surprised when a loud voice rebuked my attitude that seemed indifferent.
“What is your attitude so welcome your husband when you come home from work, Angelina Louis?!” I can see the flash of anger in his bead right now.
“Gosh, sorry. I forgot if I already have a husband.” I got up and walked over to the man who was still standing looking intently at me, “What do you want, dear? Do you want me to make you drink or take off your work coat?” I deliberately put my best smile in front of him.
“Stop being sickening, Angelin! Did you forget that I gave you freedom?” Henry clutched my arm violently.
“Sure I didn't forget, Henry. I'm just acting like what you taught me. Our husband and wife relationship is only a contract relationship. So I think I don't have to do my duty like a real wife,” I said in a calm manner.
Henry's jaw clenched tightly, his gaze getting sharper looking at me, I prepared myself if he would slap me or even treat me harshly again like that time. However, what happened was quite unexpected, Henry actually waltzed out of the room without saying a word to me.
I blinked my eyes repeatedly, confused and surprised by his unusual attitude. What's wrong with her? Could it be that she was at a loss for words again to curse me like she used to do all this time? Or maybe Henry was planning something bad to reciprocate my attitude toward her earlier?