With a trace of doubt and uneasiness, the woman lay sideways beside him, unable to fall asleep for a long time...
She was once Leslie’s mistress, then his wife. To this day, she was happy, although they had no child.
He gave her money every month, so she could hang out with her friends every day without worries.
Ingrid was not very well educated. She had no understanding of the company and had never participated in its management.
Were there any women in the company who wanted to seduce Leslie?
Or women that wanted his money?
All could happen in such a society. As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, Ingrid became very insecure.
That night, she had insomnia.
Why did he start working overtime? He never worked overtime before. It shouldn't be because of work. He used to hand over everything to Josh, he really didn't work overtime.
The next morning.
Ingrid and Leslie got up together. She carefully tied his tie for him.
She hugged his waist, as usual, raised her eyes, and said coquettishly, "Honey, can you not work overtime today? There is a party tonight, and I want you to go with me. "
"No." Leslie replied seriously, "I have to keep an eye on the company as there is a lot going on these days."
But weren’t there many things going on before?
They went downstairs together. He left in a hurry without even having breakfast at home.
Ingrid stood at the door of the living room and watched him get into the car, then watched the car drive away, feeling that this man was getting farther and farther away from her.
"Madam, there are eggs, sandwiches, and milk for breakfast today."
She turned to look at the maid behind her, and murmured, "Mr. Eastwood has changed, can you feel it?"
Meeting her gaze, the maid shook her head, "Isn't he always like this?"
Ingrid sighed softly and entered the dining room.
He was different. She had a strong premonition.
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