A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Noticing that Veronica had got up, that guy jerked himself up and ran away while saying, "Shit!" Veronica then returned the bag to the pregnant woman, who kept thanking Veronica gratefully.

When Veronica was back again to lan, lan looked at Veronica in surprise.

Veronica smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry. I hope I didn't scare you just now." "No, you didn't."

At that moment, the taxi arrived. Ian got in the car after thanking Veronica a bit.

Sitting in the taxi, lan looked at Veronica from the rearview mirror and took out his phone before dialing a number. "I have found a person who suits our needs just fine. She's Ms. Luke, a senior in the Foreign Language Department of University A in Peace City. She knows how to fight."

Ten minutes later, Raymond, who was in the President's Office of the Cordova Group, received a call.

"Mr. Cordova, we found out that the ambassador from Wooddale was named lan Hersey. He deplaned at Peace International Airport forty minutes ago. But we have lost track of him ever since."

"Alright!"

Raymond hung up the phone and called Veronica.

Meanwhile, Veronica had just arrived at the classroom and was about to enter it.

Noticing that her phone was ringing, Veronica took it out.

But Raymond's name, which was displayed on the screen, startled Veronica a bit, whose hand trembled and then touched the answer button accidentally. Raymond's low voice sounded from the receiver right away.

Noticing that there was a classmate behind her, Veronica hung up the phone and powered off her phone immediately.

Raymond was surprised that Veronica should hang up the phone after he got through and even said "hello" to her.

Staring at his phone, Raymond looked gloomy with a dark face.

He thought, 'How dare she hang up my phone!'

Then he called again, only to hear a mechanical voice coming from the phone, "Sorry, the phone you dialed is temporarily unavailable!"

Raymond thought, 'What the heck! Unavailable?' Then he threw his phone on the table with a gloomy face, making a particularly ear-piercing noise.

Meanwhile, Raymond's secretary, Kaylee Hodges, was holding some documents in her hands while knocking at the door, which was actually not closed. But Kaylee didn't dare to enter the office since Raymond looked exceptionally cold now.

Raymond wrenched his mind back due to the knock. Then he glanced at Kaylee, who was outside the door, and regained his composure as he sat down on his chair, saying in a low voice, "Why are you still standing there?"

Kaylee ran in hurriedly and placed the documents on Raymond's table. "Mr. Cordova, these are all the documents that require to be dealt with this morning." "Leave them here!"

"All right."

Kaylee nodded and turned around right away before putting down the documents. And after she left the office, Kaylee closed the door behind her.

That was because Raymond's office was very soundproof.

And now that the door was closed, Kaylee knew that she could say whatever she wanted without being heard by Raymond. Therefore, the moment she was out, Kaylee shouted at the area where all the secretaries were working, "A word of advice. Mr. Cordova isn't in a good mood today."

Hearing that, all the secretaries began to complain.

Among them, one, who Raymond reprimanded the most, pulled a long face while grumbling, "What's with Mr. Cordova, suffering from violent mood swings like this?"

A colleague next to the secretary patted her shoulder sympathetically. "Well, stop complaining. As far as I can remember, you have a report to give Mr. Cordova in an hour!" "Do the report for me, please."

"I know that the two of us share everything. But being scolded by Mr. Cordova? Well, I think I'll pass."

The office was reduced to a heated discussion.

It had been only less than a month since Raymond returned from Italy to the headquarters of Peace City. Even so, all the people working in the Cordova Group had felt tense countless times, thanks to Raymond's mood swings.

And everyone knew that Raymond had gotten all worked up again and even smashed his phone this morning...

Meanwhile, Veronica, who was in class, felt her phone vibrating suddenly.

She took out her phone and took a look. It was Shermie who just pulled Veronica into a WeChat group.

And people in the group were chatting nonstop.

Veronica frowned and glanced at the group name, which made the corners of her mouth twitch a bit.

That was a WeChat group with all the Cordova Group staff in it.

Why would Shermie add her as a member of the group?

She scrolled through the conversation and saw a message that was sent by the Secretariat Department of the Cordova Group.

The message read: "Mr. Cordova got worked up again. For those who need to report to him or something, brace yourselves for a scolding. And don't get in his office if you don't have to." Veronica was speechless.

She thought, 'Raymond is furious? What is going on?'

Then Veronica saw the chat records below.

One employee: "What's with Mr. Cordova? It hasn't even been a week, and yet he has a mood swing again."

Another employee: "Only he himself has the answer."

Another employee: "I assume it must have something to do with women.

That is because Mr. Cordova acted like he was irritated by one."

Soon everyone else chipped in and asked why.

Noticing that people showed interest, that employee texted proudly: "What else can this be? In most cases, men are only temperamental because of their desires. Since Mr. Cordova is so well-built, I assume his private part is sizeable as well and thus makes him have an insatiable desire."

The text shocked Veronica so much that she almost spat out the water she had just drunk.

Veronica thought, 'That was very explicit language!'

At that moment, another employee spoke.

One employee: "You seem to know Mr. Cordova well! Is there something between you and him?"

That employee replied: "I wish, but that is impossible."

Another employee: "You are all wrong. Mr. Cordova has another secret."

One employee: "What is it? Say it."

That employee replied: "I heard that Mr. Cordova once had an accident."

After reading the text, Veronica was startled, her eyebrows twitching a bit. And her finger, which was about to press the return button, stopped in mid-air.

One employee: "What was going on?"

That employee replied: "I've heard that it happened over ten years ago. It was a car accident, which hurt him seriously, including his private part. Due to that, he is actually suffering from impotency."

One employee: "No wonder! I've never heard of Mr. Cordova getting into any relationship. There were some reports saying that he was engaged to Shirley. However, they haven't been married all the while. I assume it must have something to do with Mr. Cordova's impotency."

Everyone else echoed that.

Then that employee texted again: "That's why Mr. Cordova always acts like this. Maybe it has something to do with that. It's so sad. I mean, he is so young, and yet he can't have sex."

Everyone agreed and all decided that Raymond being temperamental had something to do with his impotency.

Then one employee texted: "I didn't expect that Mr. Cordova would suffer from sexual dysfunction. I thought he was Prince Charming."

Veronica was speechless.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.