My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 3

Karen returned to the Sales department office and heard her colleagues discussing the new boss.

Everyone had something to say as if they knew the new boss very well.-

When her colleague, May Lily, saw her, she hurried over and said, "Karen, you're so lucky to be the first one working side by side with the boss."

Karen smiled faintly and said, "It's all just work. Even though we were side by side, it still just worked. If you think you can work well with the boss, you can ask our manager to send you to work for the boss in the future."

May quickly waved her hand and said, "Although our new boss is handsome and charming, I don't have the guts to approach him, given his eyes and charisma."

"The new boss will be coming over for a routine inspection. Go back to your positions and do what you're supposed to!" Sunnie Olsen, the manager of the sales department, walked into the office, reprimanding his subordinates.

The new boss was coming to inspect!

Hearing this news, Karen could not help but gulp in fear. She was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She still needed some time to digest the fact that her new husband, Kevin, was the company's new boss. She was not ready to face him for a while.

The other colleagues all returned to their seats except for Karen, who was still standing there in a daze. Sunnie looked at Karen and asked, "Karen, don't you have anything else to do?"

"I'm fine." Karen came to her senses and quietly clenched her fists. She quickly returned to her seat and turned on the computer to check a client's information.

After a while, the elevator bell rang, and Kevin, surrounded by a group of people appeared before Karen again. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Fortunately, Kevin just came to say a quick hello to the employees of the department. After listening to Sunnie's quick report, he led the group of people away.

After Kevin left, the department became noisy again. Even Sunnie, who was usually very serious, could not help but gossip along with everyone.

The only topic they talked about was whether this handsome boss was unmarried or married.

Karen listened to their discussion and did not say anything. She was thinking if this group of women had known that her name was written as his spouse on the boss's marriage certificate, would she be skinned alive by them?

This tense workday had finally passed. Karen packed up to leave after all her coworkers had already left.

When she finished her work during the day, what kind of mentality should she have to face Kevin at night?

Karen really didn't know what to do. She didn't even know if she should go back to her "home" with Kevin.

Outside the building, Karen habitually turned to the right towards entrance B of the subway. After walking for a while, she remembered that she was now living with her new husband.

Kevin's apartment was not too far from Tech Valley. Three stops by bus about half an hour by foot would get her there.

Karen looked at the time. It was only five o'clock now. Anyway, she hadn't figured out how to face Kevin, so she chose to walk home. She could slowly think about what had happened between them.

Down the valley, Karen decided to buy some vegetables and meat from the fresh supermarket nearby. No matter how big one's problems were, filling one's stomach was still the first priority.

She didn't know what Kevin liked to eat, so she took out her phone and wanted to call him to ask, but she was worried that it was not convenient for him to answer the phone, so she put it back in her bag.

After picking up the ingredients, she took them home.

As she approached the apartment's elevator, she saw a familiar figure. He was facing the elevator and standing very straight. He wore a light grey suit.

Kevin's figure was very well-built. From afar, he seemed so good-looking.

Karen still didn't understand why had such an outstanding man, who was the boss of a big company, would go on a blind date and that she was the lucky girl who was chosen.

"You're back." Karen walked over and tried to greet him casually.

"Yes." Kevin looked back at her. He didn't change his expression; he was still a little indifferent.

Karen gave him a faint smile and stood beside him.

She glanced at him and felt that he seemed to be a little different today. She couldn't figure out what exactly was different.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. It turned out that he wore a pair of glasses today, with a golden frame, it made him look calm and more restrained.

Karen sighed silently in her heart. This man had again only spoken a few words when meeting her today. He was usually very soft-spoken. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to bridge the gap between them.

Now that she knew his shocking true identity, she didn't know how to approach him.

While she was thinking about this, Kevin suddenly stretched out a hand towards her, but she took a small step back subconsciously to keep a distance from him.

"I'll carry those for you," he said calmly. He was not angry, although she had kept her distance. Instead, he casually took the bag in his hand.

Karen felt her face burning hot. He had just wanted to help her carry the bag, but she was thinking too much.

She looked down at Kevin's strong arm, carrying the large bag effortlessly. A warm feeling hit her heart.

She thought optimistically, "Even if there is no love, even if he is the boss of the company, as long as the two of them could devote themselves to managing this marriage, it would be fine."

The two of them entered the elevator, and no one said a word during the trip up the elevator.

After returning home, Kevin put the things in the kitchen and said lightly, "I don't know how to cook. I'll have to trouble you tonight."

"You can do your work. Leave the cooking to me." Karen put the bag away, took off her coat, and put on her apron.

"Thank you," He said lightly.

"You're too polite," Karen forced a smile, which felt a little awkward.

They were already husband and wife, but the way they got along felt like two strangers.

She felt that it was reasonable for a wife to cook for her husband, but his way of talking to her created a distance between them.

She thought that even if their marriage was not based on love, their interaction shouldn't be that distant.

She didn't think much about it anymore. She turned around and went to the kitchen. She quickly washed the rice and put it into the pot. Then she sorted out the vegetables and washed them...

After a while, from the corner of Karen's eye, she saw a tall figure standing at the door of the kitchen. She turned back and asked, "What's the matter?"

"If you need any help, please tell me," Kevin stood rigidly. His tone was still calm, but it sounded a little distressed.

"Wait a minute. I'll be done soon!" Karen poked her head out and looked at the clock hanging on the wall in the living room. It was already 7:30 p.m., and he might be starving.

She thought to herself, “I must come back quickly after work tomorrow. I should make the dishes earlier so that he can eat straightaway when he comes home."

No matter who Kevin was, this marriage was her own choice. She must try her best to make it good.