Chapter 41: Chapter 41

When Joel finished buying the cake and returned, Primrose was extremely sleepy, almost falling asleep on the sofa. The eyes are closed, the long eyelashes obediently close, creating a shadow on the white face, and the slightly pursed lips look extremely harmless. When Joel returned, he gently patted Primrose's head and softly asked

"Primrose, do you still want to eat tiramisu? If not, can I take you to the bedroom?"

Joel gently placed the box of cakes on the table next to Primrose, his voice also lowering the tone as softly as possible. Primrose's smooth hair fell on Joel's soft arm, making him love her and not want to let go.

"Don't eat; I want to sleep; you stay out."

Primrose, at this time, had her eyes tightly closed and could not be opened. She only scolded Joel in a low voice, which was both pleasant and somewhat coy. Joel laughed helplessly, quickly crouched down, and carried Primrose up to the room, carrying the princess very carefully. Primrose seemed to be very sleepy and, at this time, unresponsive, just obediently lying in Joel's chest, breathing evenly.

This sleeping pose looks a lot cuter than the one earlier, Joel thought. After carrying Primrose to her room, Joel still gently laid Primrose down on the bed little by little, helping her remove makeup to make her skin feel more comfortable and then helping her cover the blanket. Fearing that Primrose would need something in the middle of the night, Joel directly brought his pillow from the bedroom, deciding to sleep in Primrose's room tonight.

Looking at Primrose's white and soft face buried in the pale pink pillow, Joel only felt his heart soften. He quietly turned off the light and lay down next to Primrose; his movements were smooth again as if he were afraid to wake him up. Primrose beside.

Perhaps thanks to the yeast, Primrose slept very well, and it was not until the morning when Joel's alarm rang next to him that he dreamily opened his eyes and looked around. The familiar scene made her feel secure, but when she breathed a sigh of relief, the person next to her slowly sat up, quickly turning off the alarm as if she were afraid of making a noise.

Primrose's eyes widened as he looked at Joel in surprise; the memories of yesterday were slowly flooding back into his head like a slow-motion movie.

She went to the bar to drink with Nancy, and because of her excitement, she drank a lot and went home drunk. After returning, she found Joel sitting on the living room sofa and strongly asked him to buy strawberries and tiramisu.

And finally, most importantly, a phone call from Joel's current little lover, Auntie. Just thinking about it, Primrose's eyes were cold; the comfort after a good night's sleep disappeared without a trace. It was only now that she noticed how long ago Joel had stood up, adjusting the slightly crumpled sleeves of his silk nightgown, his gentle eyes looking at Primrose lying there dumbfounded.

"Are you awake? Feeling a headache? Get some sleep; I'll help you cook breakfast, and I'll wake you up later."

Joel's voice is very good, warm, and sexy when he wakes up; it's very pleasant to listen to. When talking to Primrose, he also naturally lowers his voice to make her feel less cold. Primrose used to love this voice, but now she just finds it annoying.

Joel is good at pretending. If it weren't for the phone call from Auntie yesterday, she might really think that Joel treated her with both gentleness and kindness and was also a perfect family man. Well, it's all just the perfect cover Joel created, Primrose thought. A soft snort rose from her throat. She ignored Joel and sat up too.

"Don't bother you; I want to buy a breakfast sandwich by myself. I will drive to buy it myself; there is no need for you to prepare breakfast."

Primrose's gratuitous anger made Joel dumbfounded; his lap adjustment stopped, and he looked at Primrose in surprise. I just saw that Primrose's face was not very good; her expression was also gloomy. He lowered his voice again and asked again.

"Which store's sandwich do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you. If you're tired, sleep more; it's okay."

The gentler Joel is, the more annoyed Primrose becomes, and the more she wants to see how much Joel can endure.

"I already said I don't need it; I can do it alone; it's not like a three-year-old needs your help with everything."

Suddenly, Primrose became so angry that Joel didn't know what to do, so he watched her slowly get up and go to the bathroom. Primrose's state is so bad these days that Joel is a bit worried. Is there something wrong with Primrose's company? Was it because a coworker bullied Primrose, or did her boss pressurize her and make her suffocate?

Because of Primrose's sudden anger, Joel was very sorry but had no choice but to endure it silently. It's over. Who said he couldn't raise his voice to Primrose? He only knows how to pamper.

After washing her face, Primrose also changed into regular work clothes and then drove to the company, conveniently buying breakfast at a nearby restaurant.

Primrose's appearance earlier than usual made Nancy suspicious; she had just arrived, looked at Primrose from top to bottom, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Primrose, yesterday you drank too much alcohol and changed your personality; why are you suddenly getting up so early?"

Nancy's words were extremely satirical, but Primrose soon got used to this joke, casually swallowing down the sandwich she was chewing in her mouth.

"Yeah, I've changed my behavior. I don't want to have breakfast with Joel at home, so I have free time to go to work early."

Nancy, no different from Joel, was surprised by this attitude. She quickly took a chair, sat down next to Primrose, and asked.

"What's up? Yesterday, when you came back, did you and Joel quarrel? To the point of not wanting to see his face in the morning?"

Referring to Joel, Primrose got angry again.

"We don’t quarrel; just yesterday Joel's lover called, and I answered the phone. She even confidently said that she was about to replace my position as Joel's wife."

Primrose said it indignantly, making Nancy next to her feel uncomfortable as well. Is this what a human being can say? It's shameless.

"You don't tell me that Joel's mistress is Auntie's ex-girlfriend?"

Nancy suddenly thought of something; her beautiful face revealed her surprise. To Nancy's surprised gaze, Primrose nodded firmly.

"You guessed it right; who could be beside her?"

Nancy was extremely surprised by this information but was still very enthusiastic to give advice. In love, no matter what, you need to stay sober.

"So have you and Joel talked about this yet? What was Joel's attitude after being discovered by you?"

Nancy is a rational person, so she quickly asks the key question. She has met Joel a few times, and although his personality is cold but not cruel, she is very curious how he will react to this.

"I don't know; I was drunk yesterday, so I didn't seriously talk to Joel after that. But Auntie is already so provocative; without Joel's protection, can she be so proud to talk to me?"

Nancy nodded; indeed, Primrose's deduction was not wrong. Hearing this, she felt a little disappointed about Joel.

At first, she felt that Joel was a nice person and was happy for Primrose because he was married to a good man, who was unexpectedly just a bad guy.

"Then you also quickly talk to him about this; if necessary, the two of you will get a divorce. Even if it's a contract marriage, you don't have to put up with a betraying man."

Nancy's thinking is very similar to Primrose's. Anyway, the premise to maintain a contract marriage is that both of them are faithful to the marriage, together showing intimacy when outside to fool people around. Once someone is unfaithful or has an affair, this is still unacceptable.

"I know, I'm sober today; I'll definitely question Joel about Auntie's story. If he really did something wrong, I don't need to be with him anymore."

After listening to Nancy's advice, Primrose steadfastly made a decision.