Enchanted By His Charm



Joseph was laughing, "What? You have too many messy things in your mind."

"I'm talking about the most realistic things. The official wife is not as good a mistress as a prostitute. Think about the successful big men around you, they all have mistresses, and even some of them bring them home."

Listening to her theories, he laughed. "I admit, sometimes men like to look for excitement, but not all men, you are too arbitrary."

"Do you want to say you are unique?" 

"In fact, I don't think it's good to have another woman, or I don't have time to think about it." Joseph gathered her long hair and said softly. 

After listening to this, she felt him sweet, and she could not help but approach him. She sent her red lips, gently biting his sexy lower lip, "That is because, around you, there are too many women."

Joseph liked her coquettish and preferred the feeling that she was clinging to his arms. She had long hair scattered in her comfortable household clothes. She nested in his arms and made him feel happy and warm. He lifted his hand and pinched her nose. "Don't you ever believe you're unique?"

Irish thought and asked, "Are we a one-night lover? You must have had a lot of women before."

He shook his head and told her, "Irish, we are fate, not one-night lovers."

"People must meet with each other," She said. "But we met in a bar."

"Whether it is fate or not, I know it very well." Joseph put her in his arms and looked at her with fascination. "Before you, I didn't believe in the existence of fate."

"That sounds good." Irish leaned on his chest, and it would be even better if he could say in her ear every day that 'I love you.' 

"What do you want to eat?" Joseph caressed her back.

Irish shook her head. "I don't want to eat. I'm too lazy to move. It's still raining outside."

"It's true to say that all weight loss is false and that laziness is true." Joseph made fun of her, took the phone,  typed a few numbers, said a few dishes to the person at the other end, and then put it aside.

Irish was curious. "What is it?"

"I placed an order." Joseph kissed her lips. "Rather than let you decide, I helped you to decide."

Irish grabbed his cell phone as if to find the new world. Even the voice had become sharp, "You just order food for me, and someone will deliver them?"

Joseph ignored her exclaims and said. "How could he be so intelligent?" Irish was so curious.

Joseph's ears were sore from her sound, "Your phone also has a private butler function, don't make a fuss about it."

"Ah!" Irish continued to be in a messy state. "I don't know. I don't know about it!"

In vain, she held such a high-end mobile phone daily for only ordinary mobile phone use and only used it to make phone calls!

"There are additional services on this one?"

"You can't request to go through ancient times." Joseph found her curiosity and playfulness.

Irish's eyes were shining. "What about the car?"

"It's a small thing."

Irish was crazy again.

If she had known it, she would have done it. She was taking the subway to work!

Yes, Joseph was so ruthless, and because of her drunkenness, her car was confiscated! She thought he was just only saying that to teach her a lesson. She wouldn't have thought Joseph could be so stone-hearted, restricting her from driving again.

But she has not had enough power to go against his order. That was it! Joseph didn't allow her to drive within a year.

Irish commuted to work every day. She was squeezed to death every single day in the subway station. She once begged Joseph to let her drive one of his cars to work. 

Unexpectedly Joseph replied to her, "No way! Cherish the sweetness when you feel bitter."

She encountered the day of being wrapped in different kinds of cheap perfume, the smell of sweat, and sick people inside the subway.

And that day Joseph told her that her mobile phone had a private butler function!

"Joseph, you abused me like this, I will ask  the mobile phone to find me a man!" Irish glared at him in protest.

"What was the man?"

"Boyfriend! I will cheat you!" Irish clenched her fist.

Joseph could not help laughing, "Now you are my wife. Please request the mobile phone to do as good things as possible. Don't be so narrow-minded."

"You are so stone-hearted. Why didn't you tell me about it? Do you know how painful it is for me to go to work every day? I got up more than an hour earlier than usual."

Joseph replied firmly. "Sleeping early and getting up early is good for health."

"Dummy, it would be easy for you to say that because you haven't encountered how difficult it is to take public transportation to work. I'll show you how to take the bus or subway so you will understand!" But, Irish felt that the most troublesome thing was to live in this far location from his house, where the taxi barely reached. So, it was impossible for her to take a taxi.

But Joseph raised his eyebrows, "No problem."

"Tomorrow morning?"

"Yes." Joseph was very cheerful.

Irish exulted and waited for him to be embarrassed the next day.

"Is the food really going to be delivered?" She put her attention on her cell phone again.

Joseph smiled but did not speak.

Irish began to work on the new discovery.

In Joseph's eyes, she was happy, and he was greatly drawn to her. He could not help but lift his hand, caressing her eyebrow.

The man's slender fingers tickled as they landed on her cheek, and she smiled, playing with his phone.

"Irish," Joseph said.

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry for all the gossip outside recently," he said, tightening his arms slightly around her waist.

Regardless of any gossip in the media, and no matter how huge the gossip was before, he did not care about it. After marrying her, he finally began to worry. He would care about everything thrown at her because she's his wife now.

Recently, Joseph was aware that all the gossip hurt her.

He had promised to protect her from being hurt, but now he felt he wasn't doing well.

These days, Joseph had been worried about Irish, afraid that she might have something else in mind, but she hadn't even talked about what she heard outside, and she never complained to him.

This made Joseph more guilty because she had the right to complain, complain about his incompetence as a husband, and complain that it was because of him that she was dragged and even criticized.

Irish remained silent despite all the gossip. She even stood up for him in front of the Runestone Group shareholders regardless of her status as a Lake family member.