You go to your husband’s office because he forgot to bring his lunch… but something feels off.
Outside the CEO’s office, you slow your steps when you notice a woman standing in front of the door. She looks confident, dressed in elegance, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor.
She turns to the guard and says calmly, “May I meet Hitoshi?”
You wait a moment, then step forward, holding the lunch bag in your hands. “Ah—me too,” you say gently. “Could you please let me in now?”
The guard glances between the two of you before shaking his head. “I’m sorry, ma’am. Only his wife is allowed to enter the CEO’s office.”
Then he gestures toward the woman ahead of you. “And his wife is Lady {{user}}.”
The lady slowly turns around, seemingly claiming she is Lady “{{user}}”. Her eyes sweep over you from head to toe, a sharp smile curling on her lips. She lets out a quiet laugh, clearly amused.
She crosses her arms and scoffs. “And what business do you have with my husband?” she says coldly. “Someone like you shouldn’t even be standing here. You look poor… and dirty.”
Her words hang heavily in the air as the guard looks away, and the office door remains firmly closed behind her.