"Irene, Irene, you must believe in your lover," Irene repeated to herself. She had to believe in Edward. But could she really do it?
It's not like she was a saint, so how could she be so open-minded? But then again, he normally returned home early, and this was the only time he was late. Still, anything could happen in just one night.
What should she do about the perfume and lipstick stains on Edward's coat? She didn't feel like asking him directly because she trusted him with all her heart, and he also loved her a lot.
While Irene was lost in thought, Edward was already finished with his shower. He was quite puzzled when he saw her dazedly standing next to his coat.
Ever the observant one, Edward suddenly remembered that Celine had worn his coat. Did she leave anything inside? He was just about to have a look at it, but Irene pulled him closer to the bed.
With that, Edward no longer wanted to inspect his coat. Perhaps he was thinking too much about it, Irene should be fine.
"Edward, you're done with your bath. Let's sleep," Irene said. In the end, she chose to believe in him. She didn't want to bother with the lipstick stain and perfume anymore. Since she chose to believe in him, she had to be steadfast.
"Hey, Irene. After my bath, I saw you standing there in a daze, what was that about?" Edward asked with great concern. Irene's unhappiness was the last thing he wanted.
"Nah, it's nothing. I was just waiting for you to come out of the shower. How was work today? Did Dad and Eric do anything strange to you?"
Irene wanted to change the topic and distract herself from the coat.
"Don't worry, they didn't do anything. Dad wouldn't dare to do anything out of line with Mum here. Besides, is there anything that I can't solve?"
Truth be told, Eric had stirred up a lot of trouble for him in the company, and he had to deal with all of them.
But how could he let his pregnant wife worry about him? Wouldn't that mean he was weak? No way he was going to let that happen.
"Ooh~ My lovely president is so cool!" Irene said, showering him in praises worthy of a deity when she heard him boast about himself. Sure, she'd admit he was a capable man, but hearing it from the man himself was really funny.
"What are you laughing at, Irene? I've only stated the obvious," Edward said in his defense, his tone a little awkward. Did he speak too highly of himself? Perhaps he did.
"Alright, alright. There is nothing that you can't solve, and that's a fact. Happy now?" Irene teased him. She repeated his words and made him happy.
"Mmhm! How can I be wrong, since you also agree?" Edward said proudly.
Irene could tell that Edward was trying to make her laugh. He was still quite concerned about her feelings, so how could he hurt her? A smile bloomed on her face at that thought.
Irene was very sure that her faith in Edward would not be a mistake.
That night, they fell asleep entangled in each other's arms. They were both living a peaceful, drama-free life now. Irene slept soundly like a baby and woke up feeling refreshed.
"Knock, knock," Lily knocked on the door to Edward's office.
"Come in," Edward said, a little confused.
Who was it? Were they unaware that he was dealing with a very confidential document at the moment? He remembered that his secretary was under orders not to bother him unless it was super urgent.
"Mr. Wilson, please have a look," Lily said anxiously, handing Edward her phone. His name was plastered all over the headlines.
The news reported that the million-dollar president, Edward, had kept a beautiful celebrity as his mistress, with no remorse for his currently pregnant wife. They also wrote about his refusal to help the Jones family.
The article was meant to defame him, and the words they used were harsh. There were photographic evidence of the two siblings begging him, a photo of him feeding Celine a glass of water in the hospital, and a photo of her embracing him tightly.
The intimacy between Edward and Celine was obvious, and his dislike for the Jones family was clear.
Such news would definitely stir up trouble.
Then he read the comments below the article. "There wasn't a single man on this earth who wouldn't cheat. Rich men only cared about their own wealth and romantic affairs, and they would turn a blind eye to their mother-in-law's plight."
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