Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1220

Davy displayed a smile that looked worse than a weeping face. “I received a family call when I was working overtime yesterday. I had a last-minute emergency. I was going to ask the director to send that urgent document over to you, but the director didn’t have your address. I was about to give it to him when Janice walked over and said she knew your address, so she volunteered to take care of it. The director saw that it was close to the end of the work day and wanted to save the extra trouble, so he gave the job to her. I thought that since we were all colleagues and that document needed to be expedited, it didn’t matter who sent it… So…”

Mark’s expression sank even more. “So? My as*! Would I have asked you to do it if I needed someone else to do it? Use your brain next time. Get out!”

This wasn’t Davy’s first time hearing Mark curse. He ran off, escaping his clutches. He was afraid that Mark might tear him into pieces if he stayed any longer. The thought of it still made him uneasy, so he went downstairs to talk to Janice and ask her what happened last night. “You sent the document over, didn’t you? What else did you do? Why do I feel as if something’s not right with Mr. Tremont today? He’s thrown a tantrum at me, first thing this morning!”

Janice was surprised. “He’s pissed? I didn’t do anything. What’s happened?”

Davy’s shoulders slumped. “How should I know? Why would I ask you if I did? I think Mr. Tremont slept in the office last night. He was still asleep when I arrived today. I’m sure he had a fight with his wife and got chased out of the house. I’m surprised, he’s actually a henpecked husband.”

Janice’s eyes gleamed. “Oh… Mrs. Tremont is quite unreasonable. Mr. Tremont has been tired from working so hard every day, yet she chased him out. That’s too much. I guess Mr. Tremont has been overindulging her. That’s just how women are like; they get a big head when they’re overindulged. But this is really crossing a line.”

Davy was never interested in gossip and knew that discussing a superior’s personal issues was prohibited. “Enough. Get back to work.”

After some thought, Janice decided to make a cup of black tea and bring it up to Mark’s office. Davy was hiding from Mark’s wrath and hadn’t come back yet. When she knocked on the door, Mark thought that she was Davy, so he let her in easily.