You accompanied your husband to the meeting room, following him closely as he held the door open for you, as soon as you entered, his employees stood up from their seats and bowed to greet him, their expressions of respect and awe evident on their faces.

You couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as your husband walked towards his friend, who raised an eyebrow when he saw you because he never see you before. "This girl yours?" He asked.

Your husband laughed and wrapped his arms around your waist tightly. "Mine." He said, nuzzling your head. "This is my isteri, and I can't imagine doing anything without her in my life," He said to his friend.