Irish was jealous when she read this message. Rosy's face gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and Irish could even imagine her sweet voice when she talked to Joseph. Perhaps Rosy would walk arm in arm with Joseph and call him in a sweet voice with a soft smile.
Irish felt disgusted since she even never acted so imitated with her husband.
Thinking of this, Irish felt her stomach was churning, and she decided not to eat the breakfast since she was afraid that she would vomit.
Joseph had almost finished drying his hair. He kept observing his wife's mood swing during the process. He was confused when he noticed Irish furrowed her eyebrows and gnashed her teeth.
"What's wrong with you? You don't look well," asked Joseph.
Irish looked up and glared at him without saying anything.
Joseph was startled when he saw the burning anger in his eyes. "Who sent me the message?" Joseph asked.
He was clear that Irish must get mad at it.
Irish cleared her throat and pretended to repeat the message with an affectedly sweet voice, "Honey, see you this noon. I miss you."
Joseph got goosebumps as he heard this.
Irish still gazed at him as she finished reading as if she was going to interrogate him.
Joseph was helpless, and Irish's sharp eyes reminded him of Chalmers. He put down the towel, took over his cell phone from Irish, and said, "Who sent me the message? Let me take a look."
"Joseph, it seems she is intimate with you. Are there any other girls who also call you like this?" Irish picked a hole in his words.
Joseph suddenly remembered the old saying: least said, soonest mended, "Irish, don't misunderstand me. I don't mean that," explained Joseph in a hurry.
"Well, do you know who text you now?"
Joseph nodded and hastily replied, "I know. I know."
"Tell me who."
"Rosy." It was his first time to be interrogated by a woman.
"Great! It seems that you have been used to what she called you. It is unfair. I am your wife. It is only me alone who has the right to call you Honey. I don't even have an exclusive appellation."
Joseph's mind was running fast. He gave her an accent and said with a smile, "But you are the only one who can call me husband."
Irish was relieved by his words to some extent, but she then continued, "Tell me the truth. What is your relationship with her? It is annoying!"
Joseph sat down beside her and coaxed Irish patiently, "I promise you I don't have an ambiguous relationship with her. She is still a kid. Don't bother about her."
"She is a kid? Yes, you are right. She is still young, but you are not a child anymore. You said you treat her like a child, but did she treat you as an elder? Why did she text you in this way? Why did she get so intimate with you and even embrace you?"
"Irish, she didn't. Don't misunderstand me."
"Are you still going to quibble with me? I have seen it before," said Irish angrily.
Joseph was speechless and looked at her silently.
"Are you going to date her today?" Irish waved his cell phone at him.
Joseph could neither cry nor smile and then said, "I am going to meet Vincent."
"Okay, fine. Rosy will also show up, right? It makes no difference." Irish mumbled and threw the cell phone at him.
Joseph heaved a sigh and said, "But I can't require Vincent not to bring his daughter with him."
"Okay, just go." Irish snorted and turned her back to him.
Joseph embraced her from behind and asked, "Are you mad at me?"
"Even a blind could tell I am angry. Yes, you are right. I am angry."
Joseph lowered his head and kissed her cheeks. "Don't get angry, Irish."
"Tell me how I can calm down. My husband is going on a date with another woman," Irish complained and leaned against his chest.
"I am going to talk about business with him," Joseph replied with a smile.
"But you have promised me to put your work aside, but you go back on your words. Why can't you keep your word?" Irish turned to him, held his neck, and fondled his cheek. "Rosy wants to covet you, and I am sure she will gaze at you, and I am afraid that she will also hold your neck intimately," added Irish, pouting her lips.
Joseph held back his smile and replied, "Don't worry. I will protect myself."
"But you know her intention, right?"
"What is her intention? She loves Leo," Joseph comforted her.
"But I think..."
"That's enough. Irish, I promise you, I don't have any evil thoughts. I don't like her at all," Joseph interrupted her and said firmly.
Irish tried to hold back her smile but finally burst out into laughter. "Joseph, you may misunderstand me. I mean, you have to be cautious since I am worried that she may take advantage of you. Do you really think every woman will be attracted by your appearance?"
ραndαsΝοvεl.cοm "Okay, I will keep her at a distance," responded Joseph, grinning at his wife.
"It sounds okay. You have to remember that nowadays, women are ambitious. You don't know women as well as Leo and Roy. After all, they are much more experienced, so they will not be cheated easily. You are different from them and will be cheated by women easily, especially by those girls who look innocent." Irish almost delivered a speech.
"Okay, I get it. I will keep it in my heart," Joseph assured her.
Irish grinned at her husband and held his neck again.
Even her eyes were filled with an evil smile.
"Honey..." Irish called him in a rather sweet voice.
"I am here," replied Joseph in a soft voice.
Irish kissed his cheeks and whispered beside his ears, "I want you. Now!"
Joseph felt his lower abdomen retract as he heard this.
"Honey, I am ready," Joseph said while his hands slipped into her skirt.
Irish compressed her lips into a smile, looked into his eyes, and said, "I am going to bleed you so that you won't have enough energy to have sex with other women."
Joseph raised his eyebrows and said, "Irish, you are amazing!"
"I have no other choice because I have to protect my marriage," Irish responded seriously.
She amused Joseph, but he was also fascinated by her sexy red lips. Joseph couldn't control himself anymore and rolled her up to kiss her.
It was almost noon when they finished extreme sex. Joseph went out for his business.
Although Irish was still reluctant, she had no other choice, and she couldn't stop him. Irish dressed up and gave a call to Cassie, telling her that she would come to her later.
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