When the Intern Called My Husband Daddy
Chapter 2
When Lena walked in, her steps were steady.
"Looks like you're better suited to staying home."
Her lips curled up provocatively.
"With me and Daddy at the company, that's all we need."
I looked up, really looking at her for the first time.
She was indeed young and beautiful with a great figure.
Combined with her coquettish voice and manner, she was certainly attractive.
But heaven was fair.
It gave her beauty but not brains.
I smiled faintly.
"You know Nathan has a daughter, right? She's only five this year. You're twenty-two—aren't you embarrassed to call him Daddy?"
Lena covered her mouth and laughed.
"You just don't get it. He likes when I call him that. It's called... spice."
She looked me up and down.
"I heard you're thirty-five? You look more like forty-five."
She winked at me.
"Especially these lines around your eyes. Tsk, time for some injections."
I didn't respond, just looked at myself in the mirror.
Even with tonight's heavier makeup, I looked bright and attractive.
It wasn't her place to criticize.
When Lena saw I wasn't getting angry, she moved closer and lowered her voice.
"Daddy told me last night that you're like a dead fish in bed. He said in seven years of marriage, every time with you feels like completing a chore."
My fingers tightened as I glared at her.
She was trying to provoke me.
"Hey, don't get angry."
Lena's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.
"Men all prefer young, energetic women."
She pulled a bottle of perfume from her bag and sprayed it on herself.
"This is our custom-made intimate perfume. You must have smelled it when he came home, right?"
I frowned slightly.
I had smelled it many times.
I'm allergic to perfume, so I didn't like that scent.
Lena smiled.
"My advice? Stay home like a good girl and don't mess around at the company."
"Otherwise, you and your kids will be kicked out sooner or later!"
Kick me out? Interesting.
I wondered what Nathan had told her to give her such blind confidence.
I glanced at her, my eyes meaningful.
"Does Nathan know you're being so frank with me?"
Lena smiled smugly.
"What does it matter?"
"In front of the whole company, he doted on me. Even if I didn't say anything, couldn't you see it yourself?"
I nodded slightly.
"So you did that on purpose earlier?"
"Obviously."
Her expression suddenly changed.
"Old hag, you can't compete with me."
She pulled something from her bag and tossed it casually onto the counter.
It was a condom wrapper, crumpled.
"Used it in Daddy's office last night."
She said carelessly, "Forgot to dispose of it. You don't mind, do you?"
My breathing stopped for a moment.
She kept provoking me again and again. She must be prepared.
Waiting for me to tear into her.
Waiting for me to make a scene.
Fine.
I could satisfy her.
I raised my hand.
Just then, the restroom door burst open.
Leicester, the sales director, rushed in with an ashen face.
She didn't even look at Lena, just grabbed my arm.
"Emergency!"
She pulled me out of the restroom.
Lena laughed softly behind us.
"Take care."