His Second Wife

You smell good.

Noya found herself unable to muster the courage to meet his intense gaze, causing her to lower her head and break eye contact. She was displeased with his unwavering focus solely on her. Barq, on the other hand, was so fixated on her that he struggled to concentrate on anything else. His vision became blurred as his attention on her intensified with each passing second.

Leaning back in his chair, Barq crossed his arms over his chest and awaited a response from her. Despite her best efforts, she found herself unable to speak a single word. It seemed that his authoritative demeanor had overwhelmed her timid nature. Nervously fidgeting with her fingers, she mustered the courage to ask, "Excuse me? Whether or not I choose to work with you is my concern. I no longer wish to continue working, so I am resigning. What seems to be the problem!?" Her words carried a hint of anger and annoyance.

Barq raised an eyebrow at her boldness. Was she not acting too audacious? Although his dominant nature did not allow others to challenge him, she appeared to be a formidable opponent who knew how to fight back.

"Is that so? Is there a valid reason for the resignation?" he inquired in a gruff tone. In response, she stiffened and narrowed her eyes at him, stating, "There is no valid reason, I am simply no longer interested." She shrugged nonchalantly. "Then I cannot accept your resignation," he replied, shrugging as well, mimicking her mannerisms. Her jaw dropped to the ground. How dare he! She clenched her teeth and forcefully slammed her hands on the table, causing him to give her a bored look.

"What the hell! Who do you think you are to stop me?" she asked with pure anger. "Excuse me? I am not stopping you, there are rules and regulations. I have no desire to tolerate your insolence. I am the boss and I cannot mistreat my employees without adhering to the rules," he stated firmly. She frowned at his words and let out a frustrated sigh. "What kind of rule is this? And why is it in place?" she asked, her voice filled with tears.

She signed, while he gestured for her to depart. She glared at him and he reciprocated the glare. Meanwhile, the young Amayra observed the two quarreling, with a lollipop in her mouth. She felt a bit concerned for Noya, fearing that her daddy's anger might be directed towards her.

Noya sighed and turned around to leave when he called out to her, "Take this letter back," he commanded. She clenched her teeth at his words. "I will resign one day for sure! Because I cannot stay in this hell!" she retorted, rolling her eyes.

He stood up, gritting his teeth, causing both her and Amayra to flinch in their respective places. He took deliberate steps towards her, his gaze fixed on her. As he approached, she moved backwards until her back met the wall.

Noya swallowed nervously and pouted in a cute manner, "Why are you trying to become like a film hero?" she asked, blushing, causing him to roll his eyes. Amayra giggled and closed her eyes with her palm, catching her father's attention.

Barq narrowed his eyes at her, "Did you not read the rules and regulations before signing the documents?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. Meanwhile, Noya was preoccupied with inhaling his rich and strong cologne. She was enjoying his scent. "You smell so good!" she exclaimed with dreamy eyes. Barq couldn't comprehend her response. He simply stared at her face with pure confusion and strangeness.

"My father takes a bath daily, therefore he indeed smells very pleasant," Amayra stated with her eyes covered. Barq disapproved of his daughter's comment, shaking his head. Noya also turned her head towards Amayra in disapproval.

Barq silenced his daughter, redirecting his attention to his employee. He inquired, "That response did not address my initial question," he stated, narrowing his gaze at her. Noya displayed audacity by challenging him. "And what if I don't have answers to my own inquiries? It's only fair!" she declared, smirking proudly at her actions.

Barq couldn't resist rolling his eyes. He stroked his beard and leaned in closer, enclosing her between his arms as he rested his hands on the walls. She became tense at his proximity. "Do not dare to defy me," he uttered in a low, yet authoritative tone.

She felt a flush of embarrassment as her cheeks turned crimson due to their close proximity. Fluttering her eyelashes, she utters, "If you come so close and ask something, I will definitely blush." This statement causes him to facepalm. He wonders why this girl is so fixated on not answering his questions properly. Why is she engaging in evasive and circular conversations?

He facepalmed in frustration, causing Amayra to let out a giggle. Noya also joined in the laughter, while Barq shook his head disapprovingly. "You can leave," he said sternly, his eyes fixated on the apron she was wearing, stained with a large mark. He was furious with himself for calling her here to inquire about her tears, only to be distracted by her unnecessary and unwanted chatter. He decided to let her go, as he couldn't handle any more headaches at the moment.

Rubbing his temples, he turned towards his desk. Meanwhile, Amayra hopped off the couch and settled herself on her father's lap. "Daddy, why didn't you ask her why she was crying?" she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

"That girl never speaks directly, she always confuses me with her words! That's why I don't like her at all," he replied, gazing at his adorable daughter. Amayra giggled and said, "Daddy, you shouldn't say that. If you don't like her, then how do you end up getting involved in her conversations?" Her innocent question made him realize what he had just said.

"I am unsure, my love. Please grant me a kiss as my head is throbbing intensely. She is quite a troublesome girl, always causing headaches," he remarks, gently pinching her cheeks. In response, she glares at him in an endearing manner.

"Daddy! No, do not speak ill of her," she retorts, displaying her anger. "Very well, I shall refrain from uttering a word. May I receive a kiss?" he softly pleads, his eyes filled with innocence as he gazes at his daughter. She giggles and lightly kisses his nose. In return, he affectionately pecks her on the top of her head. His daughter is his only source of comfort, the beacon of light that instills hope within him amidst the darkness, urging him to continue living.

While Noya, with a clenched jaw and a sense of frustration, steps outside to seek solace in the fresh air, she finds herself discontented with the treatment she receives from her fellow colleagues. They pass judgment on her culinary skills, as well as her appearance, including her makeup and choice of attire. However, she lacks the courage to confide in anyone other than Nora about the hardships she endures.

As tears stream down her face, Noya experiences a profound sense of isolation. She takes deep breaths in an attempt to regain composure, scanning her surroundings in search of Nora, who appears to have been absent for quite some time.

Upon feeling a gentle tug on her hand, the individual directs their gaze downwards, only to discover Amayra gazing back at them with teary eyes.

"Why are you crying? Don't worry, I talked to daddy and he won't scold you anymore," Amayra said sweetly, making Noya laugh through their own tears.

Noya gave Amayra a gentle hug, crouching down to her level. Amayra snuggled into Noya's warmth and took a deep breath, saying in a cute way, "You smell so good, like chocolate!" Her eyes lit up with joy.

As Amayra nestled closer, she experienced a comforting maternal embrace. Noya gently stroked her head, instilling a sense of safety and eliciting a joyful expression of satisfaction.

Noya laughed at her adorable remark. "And you, my dear, have the mischievous energy of a little girl," Noya playfully said while tickling her. Amayra's laughter echoed through the empty hallway. Meanwhile, Barq watched the two with a calm expression and a slight smile.

Little did he know that she would become the everlasting source of his joy.

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