My Cold Wife

Part 29- Smiles and Scars(!!!)

Dear Readers,

Thank you for taking the time to dive into this chapter. I couldn't be more grateful for your ongoing support.

This chapter took an unexpected turn, didn't it? Never did I imagine Y/N to be so rough with Jennie. But hey, Jennie seems to be enjoying it. Who wouldn't, right?

I'm eager to hear your thoughts on this twist! Please leave your comments and don't forget to vote. Let's see where this unexpected development takes us next!

Warm regards, 

Ash Kim

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Jennie's POV

As Y/N and I delved into the data, I couldn't help but marvel at her skill and efficiency. Her ability to navigate through the intricate details of our company's finances with such ease was nothing short of impressive, and I found myself feeling grateful for her assistance.

With each calculation, each analysis, Y/N's expertise shone through, unraveling insights that I had overlooked. As we reviewed the revenue and turnover for Chanel company, I was taken aback by the staggering profit margins and the influx of interest from potential investors and customers alike.

It's incredible,

I breathed, my voice filled with awe as I stared at the numbers on the screen.

I never imagined we would see such success in just one week.

Y/N's response was characteristically humble, her tone laced with modesty.

It's all thanks to your hard work, Jennie,

she insisted, her gaze meeting mine with unwavering sincerity.

You're the one who turned this company around my love.

But I couldn't shake the feeling of gratitude that washed over me, knowing that without Y/N's expertise and support, I wouldn't have been able to achieve such remarkable results.

No, Y/N,

I countered, my voice firm with conviction.

I couldn't have done it without you. Your contributions to Chanel have been invaluable.

As we shared a moment of mutual appreciation, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride swell within me. With Y/N by my side, anything felt possible, and for that, I was endlessly grateful.

As I rose from my seat to retrieve the files we needed, I couldn't shake the sensation of Y/N's eyes lingering on me. With a playful smirk, I decided to indulge in a bit of harmless teasing, knowing full well the effect it would have on Y/N.

Intentionally exaggerating my movements, I bent forward, allowing my curves to be accentuated, knowing that Y/N's gaze would undoubtedly follow. It was a subtle yet deliberate invitation, a silent challenge to see how far I could push Y/N's self-control.

As I straightened up and returned to my seat, the smirk on my lips only widened as I caught the faint hint of tension in Y/N's demeanor. Her clenched jaw and intense stare betrayed the effect of my actions, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction at the realization.

But Y/N's response was quick and sharp, her words tinged with a hint of frustration.

Princess, you're the one trying to seduce me..

she accused, though the underlying desire in her tone was unmistakable. With a playful roll of my eyes, I brushed off her accusation with a dismissive wave of my hand.