Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, he tapped the tip of her nose. "I know we have been married for over a month now but I wanted to celebrate it with you in person."

Their first month anniversary was a week ago when Andrew was still in Russia. He didn't purposely wish or remind her as he wanted to do something special.

"Thank you for being my wife for a whole month." He brushed his lips against her. "I want you to be my wife for the rest of my life."

When she did not say anything, he chuckled, "What happened? Are you hungry?"

Without waiting for his reply, he started taking out the sandwich he had prepared from the aluminum foil.

"This is my special tuna sandwich. I hope you—" He swallowed the rest of his words when Rachael suddenly grabbed his collar and pressed her lips against his.

Taken aback by the sudden action, he widened his eyes in shock.

Moving closer, Rachael slid her hands from his collar to the back of his neck as she cradled in his lap, with her lips never leaving his.

When he grabbed her waist, she deepened the kiss. She pushed her tongue inside his mouth until it met his.

When their tongues intertwined, Andrew let out a low grunt as he tightened his hands around her waist.

His hands started wandering all over her body, feeling each and every curve.

Rachael pressed her hands against his chest before pulling away.

Resting their foreheads together, both of them panted as they tried to catch a breath.

"Happy one month anniversary—" She gave him a quick peck on his lips. "Thank you for being my husband for one whole month."

Caressing her waist, Andrew inquired, "When is it getting over?"

Understanding what he was asking about, she answered, "Two or three more days."

Burying his face on her chest, he sighed, "That's a lot of days. I'll go crazy."

Running her fingers through his hair, she chuckled, "You will survive, I know you are very strong."

"I have zero tolerance when it comes to you."

"I am sorry I didn't prepare anything for you." He had taken all the trouble to plan such a romantic outdoor breakfast for their first month anniversary but Rachael hadn't prepared anything for him.

"That's indeed sad," he sighed. "How are you planning to compensate?"

"Compensate?" When he nodded, she inquired, "What do you want me to do?"

Thinking for a while, he said, "I'll let you know later but you have to do whatever I tell you."

Without any hesitation, Rachael immediately agreed. "Alright, I'll do whatever you tell me."

"Wait—" He took out his phone and opened the voice recording app. "Say it again, I want to keep some proof."

After she repeated her words again, he saved the audio.

"If you disagree later, I'll play this audio as proof."

...

[Collins Corporation]

[Andrew's office]

When Andrew and Rachael arrived at the office after their romantic breakfast date, they got swamped with back to back meetings.

After taking a bite of the chocolate cupcake, Rachael groaned in satisfaction. "This is so good." Taking it close to his mouth, she said, "Take a bite, it's really very good."

Keeping the document he was reading down, he turned towards her and took a bite. "It's good," he remarked.

"Is it from the cafeteria?" Rachael looked at Ben and inquired.

"Yes madam," Ben nodded. "They have other flavors too, should I get more for you?"

"Oh no, one is enough." Taking another bite, she said, "I don't wanna get fat."

"Where is the fat?" Andrew pinched her stomach. "You don't even have enough flesh and you are talking about fat."

"Don't disturb me—" Rachael frowned and moved away from him. "Let me enjoy my cupcake."

Andrew sneered and moved closer until their arms touched each other. "Why are you trying to move away?"

Seeing that the couple were getting a little touchy, Ben quickly excused himself to give them some privacy. "Boss, madam, the meeting will start in twenty minutes. I'll go and check if everything is ready."

Ben was about to leave when something struck his mind. He immediately stopped and turned around. "Boss, can I talk to you?"

"What is it?"

Ben glanced at Rachael and awkwardly cleared his throat. "This—"

Sensing his hesitation, Andrew got up. "Don't fill your stomach with only cupcakes, you need to eat lunch later."

When Rachael nodded, he walked out with Ben.

….

[Outside]

"What is it?"

Without saying anything, Ben pulled out a bouquet of red roses which he had hidden under the table.

"What is this?" Andrew frowned as he carefully examined the flowers.

"Mr.Woshi sent them today."

"Oh…what is the occasion?"

Keeping quiet for a while, Ben answered, "He sent them for madam." He then pulled out a card which came with the bouquet.

Andrew took the card and read it.

[Though these flowers are nothing in comparison to Mrs.Collins, please accept them as a token of appreciation]

Before Andrew could question him, Ben started explaining everything. "Last week madam attended a lunch meeting with Mr.Woshi on your behalf. But Mr.Woshi had some work so his son Henry attended the meeting."

Pasung for a while, he added, "I was there the entire time with madam and—"

"And what?"

"Henry was continuously trying to flirt with madam." Awkwardly scratching his forehead, Ben continued, "Madam stayed professional for the entire meeting. At the end, he even asked for her number but madam politely turned him down."

Henry Woshi was the only heir of Woshi Enterprise, the leading textile company.

Unlike his father, Thomas Woshi, who was a very reputable and respected man, Henry was a sly womanizer who didn't have a very nice reputation, especially when it came to women.

After witnessing the way Henry was trying to flirt with Rachael despite knowing she was married, Ben did not get a very good feeling from it. This is why he immediately told Andrew about the flowers and card he had sent before telling Rachael.

…..

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