Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 215

Keith’s expression changed a little. He was clueless, s o he looked at me. I shrugged. "Don’t look at me. I don't know anything."

"President Grant, is there something wrong with that location? Nadia is mainly responsible for assisting you in your work. Her desk’s position was arranged in a way so that you'd be able to look for her easily." Keith was the same as Theo, another guy with a slow brain.

Theo touched his forehead and said after a long time," You'll take over her work and place her in Zedd's department. Don't get another female secretary for me again.”

"Got it." Even though Keith was a straight man, he could still be regarded as a sensible person after being by Theo's side all this time. After accepting the order, h e closed the door and left.

"How’s that, Mrs. Grant? Is such an arrangement to your liking?" Keith had left, and Theo regained the smile that he often put on his face recently.

I nodded. "Sadly, we wasted a good show, but it’s alright. Even without the foxy secretary, I can still fill my mind with the story of the woman you love but can't marry."

He frowned and said helplessly, "Cindy has gone to Whaldorf City."

I nodded. "I know, that's why I’m keeping my mind busy to pass the time!”

"Can you stop filling your mind with those melodrama romance stories and instead think of your husband a little more when you're bored?" After he spoke, he pulled me to sit on his knees and planted a kiss on the back of my neck as his fingers started running along my skin.

My face flushed red from embarrassment. I pulled his hand and silently stopped him. "Theo, we're in the office. You have to act appropriately. Let's eat. I brought you lunch."

"But the only thing I want to eat now-is you." He looked up at me with squinted eyes. The emotions in his eyes were about to gush out.

I was scared, so I immediately got up from his lap and escaped. I came to the couch and opened the lunchbox. "Come and eat, or else the food will get cold.”

Seeing my reaction, he laughed triumphantly and got u p to sit beside me. However, he did not act excessively anymore.

We ate fairly peacefully for that meal. The only downside was that Theo really treated me as a pig and forced me to eat a lot.

He even wanted me to drink a glass of freshly squeezed juice after the meal. It was a hot day and I felt that I had eaten too much, so I put the juice in his mini-bar and waited for it to chill.

However, he did not agree to my actions. He said something about how pregnant women should not consume cold food and drinks. I pouted and sat on the couch fuming. "You're too domineering, Theo. I'm not your pet. Why should I follow everything you say?" 1