Chapter 3

Joanna POV

Early the next morning, I got the drafted divorce agreement from Elena and went directly to Ethan's company.

After Ethan became CEO, everyone at the company recognized me as the CEO's wife.

In the past when I came, the receptionist, secretaries, and employees I encountered would all greet me warmly.

But today was different.

Several employees saw me from afar. Their expressions looked a bit strange. After greeting me, they quickly lowered their heads and walked away.

An uneasy feeling arose in my heart.

When I reached the top floor, the assistant wasn't at her desk.

The CEO's office door was ajar. Inside came sounds of suppressed panting, mixed with a man's low commands.

"Take it in. Deeper."

My whole body trembled, as if cold water had been poured over my head. I froze in place.

I hadn't expected that Ethan would dare bring someone to the company.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open directly.

Ethan sat behind his desk. His shirt collar was disheveled, and his eyes were reddened.

Seeing someone enter without permission, his face first showed annoyance. When he looked up and saw it was me, his expression changed drastically.

"Joanna?" His voice was somewhat tense. "Why are you here?"

I scanned the room. I didn't see Sophia.

The corner of my mouth twitched. "What, I can't come to my husband's company?"

"Of course not." Ethan quickly composed himself, his tone resuming its usual warmth. "If you want to come, tell me in advance. I'll have the driver pick you up."

I stared at him.

He sat up straight, hands resting on the desktop, looking normal.

But his expression clearly showed he was enduring something.

I suppressed the churning in my stomach and the anger in my heart, placed the document on the desk as if nothing had happened, and said, "Next year's family insurance needs renewal. Need you to sign."

Ethan took the document. Just as he lowered his head to open the first page, he suddenly groaned and his expression changed.

He immediately pressed his lips together tightly.

I instantly understood.

Sophia was under the desk.

My nails dug deep into my palms, almost piercing the skin.

A wave of nausea surged up from my throat.

I clenched my fists, nails digging deep into my palms, barely suppressing the urge to explode on the spot.

But I didn't.

"Sign quickly. I have things to do." I just pushed the agreement forward.

Ethan bit down on his molars. The veins at his temple bulged.

He didn't dare look through it anymore. He flipped directly to the last page and quickly signed his name.

I took the agreement and turned to leave.

"Joanna." Ethan called out to me. Since he couldn't get up conveniently, he could only sit there. "Go wait in the conference room next door. Let me finish this document, and I'll take you to lunch."

I looked back at him for two seconds.

Ethan's eyes were terribly red, yet he still forced himself to maintain a nonchalant expression.

I suddenly smiled. "Okay."

In the conference room next door, I sat on the sofa.

Before long, the door was gently pushed open. Sophia walked in carrying a cup of coffee.

Her hair was slightly messy, her professional suit somewhat wrinkled, and water stains still remained at the corner of her mouth.

Seeing me, Sophia walked straight over, a proper smile on her face.

"What would you like to drink?"

I looked up, my gaze calmly sizing her up, my tone flat. "And you are?"

The smile on Sophia's face froze for an instant. Soon she softly lowered her eyes. "I'm Mr. Parker's new secretary. My name is Sophia."

Ethan walked in.

He had already tidied his clothes. His suit was immaculate, his hair combed, restored to his composed appearance.

Ethan glanced at Sophia with a warning look.

Then he walked up to me, his expression gentle. "Joanna, I'm here."

I looked at him deeply.

One second ago he had hidden his mistress under his desk, and the next second he could stand in front of me calling my name.

"How come I've never seen this secretary of yours?" I asked jokingly.

Ethan frowned, turned his head to look at Sophia, his tone turning cold. "She just started. Doesn't know the rules. I'll punish her."

Sophia immediately lowered her head. "It's my fault."

I looked at her obedient appearance and sneered inwardly.

I didn't know what method he would use to punish her.