You're having lunch with your team when somebody's arm drop over your shoulder. It'syour annoying co-worker.

"I'm married," you said, showing the most expensive diamond ring on your finger.

"You're husband isn't around."

You lift a brow, smirking.

"How stupid of you to think of that."

"Pardon?"

As if on a cue, your phone rang. Blush rush up to your cheeks when you saw who is it

"Gotta take this call. It's my husband," you smiled, emphasizing the last word.

You stood up and left the table and the guy who tried to flirt with you."Done with your lunch? Come here, I want to see you, your husband said after answering his call.

"On my way now, Mr. Grumpy."

He chuckled with the endearment.

"I'll be waiting, Mrs. Grumpy."

When you arrived in his office, he was talking to someone over the phone.

"Fire him. Throw him to where he should be."

"You fired who, Boss?"

He turned to you. When you went near him, he settled you on his lap.

"The pineapple head guy who flirted with you earlier. How dare he lay his dirty hands on my wife."