I Don't Like The World, I Only Like You

Chapter 12: The Good Times is Life

001

As I had been promoted this year, I had to go overseas frequently for work purposes. As a result, more often than not, by the time I arrived home, Mr. F would already be gone, whereas the moment he arrived home, I'd have already left. The longest period of time both of us spent without seeing each other was two entire months.

One night, after being caught in a meeting till 11PM, I felt a sudden urge to call him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm having a meeting, what about you?"

"I just had a meeting too."

Ah, I'm totally at ease – we're a couple too busy to engage in extramarital affairs.

002

I was about to go on another extended work trip overseas. Before I left, I hugged Mr. F and wailed, "I, the Emperor, am due to personally lead the army down South this time, with no clear sign of return at present. My dearest concubine, hurry and give your Emperor a kiss!"

He rolled over lazily, and replied without even opening his eyes, "Stop acting, and remember to call me when you reach."

"Oh, okay." I hopped off the bed resentfully, and grabbed my luggage.

Just then, he suddenly spoke up, "Is the Emperor still here?"

"Here here here! I'm still here!"

"Bring the rubbish along on your way down."

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003

As the team I was assigned to had a sudden change in plans, the business trip that was originally meant to last for two weeks had morphed into one with no definite return date. When Mr. F learnt about the new changes, he was extremely unhappy, and launched into a series of complaints over the mobile phone. At that time, I was tremendously busy with my work; thus, I started squabbling with him, and angrily accused him of being inconsiderate of my feelings.

"You didn't consider my feelings either!" He remarked before continuing quietly, "I miss you."

I nearly cried on the spot.

004

My company dispatched a secretary to me; the young lady had just graduated, was reliable, and filled with youthful vigor. Both of us managed to get along quite well.

One day, she asked me, "Older sister, why did you marry at such a young age?"

"Well, since I met a compatible partner, I decided to marry."

"But how were you able to tell that your husband would be the most suitable person for you?"

I thought over it before responding, "Let's say we disregard our relationship – I'm not your immediate superior, and you're not my subordinate – in such a situation, what do you actually think about me?"

"Well, you're capable, experienced, professional, great at what you do, and the key thing is, your personality is super nice."

I replied, "But my husband doesn't think that way – in his eyes, I'm childish, naïve, clumsy, and am forever unable to grow up."

"He totally doesn't understand you!"

"That's not true," I smiled, my eyes crinkling in the process, "He is the one who knows me best."

At night, I called Mr. F as per my usual routine. Upon recalling the conversation I had with my secretary, I decided to raise the issue with him, "Why did you decide to marry me so early?"