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Chapter 129: I don’t miss him on empty stomach · Nov 04, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: You’re the one who’s about to cry 2026-11-04
102 Chapter 102: She escaped 2026-11-04
103 Chapter 103: Is she crying 2026-11-04
104 Chapter 104: Did someone die 2026-11-04
105 Chapter 105: Not this woman again 2026-11-04
106 Chapter 106: We’re running out of time 2026-11-04
107 Chapter 107: I gave you a chance 2026-11-04
108 Chapter 108: You think you can replace me 2026-11-04
109 Chapter 109: Trouble has a habit of finding me 2026-11-04
110 Chapter 110: Pretending to be honorable man 2026-11-04
111 Chapter 111: Your husband might storm in here 2026-11-04
112 Chapter 112: I need a vacation 2026-11-04
113 Chapter 113: A kitchen ghost 2026-11-04
114 Chapter 114: I like you 2026-11-04
115 Chapter 115: Make sure I remember my mistake 2026-11-04
116 Chapter 116: There is only one way to find out 2026-11-04
117 Chapter 117: I am going underground 2026-11-04
118 Chapter 118: Capable of buying common sense 2026-11-04
119 Chapter 119: What are you doing in my house? 2026-11-04
120 Chapter 120: Did you murder someone 2026-11-04
121 Chapter 121: Your wife has returned safely 2026-11-04
122 Chapter 122: There are still few things you need to work on 2026-11-04
123 Chapter 123: I might personally visit heaven 2026-11-04
124 Chapter 124: You all want to lose your jobs 2026-11-04
125 Chapter 125: Healthy enough to bear an heir 2026-11-04
126 Chapter 126: People change 2026-11-04
127 Chapter 127: I lose a few screws every now and then 2026-11-04
128 Chapter 128: You won’t stay away for too long. 2026-11-04
129 Chapter 129: I don’t miss him on empty stomach 2026-11-04
130 Chapter 130: There is no way he’s earning this money himself 2026-11-04
131 Chapter 131: It couldn’t be anything good 2026-11-04
132 Chapter 132: Adorably miserable 2026-11-04
133 Chapter 133: Do...I love...Clara? 2026-11-04
134 Chapter 134: She is cheating 2026-11-04
135 Chapter 135: It’s working exactly as I expected it 2026-11-04
136 Chapter 136: What makes you think I care about your word? 2026-11-04
137 Chapter 137: Am I going to die...again? 2026-11-04
138 Chapter 138: I suppose this meeting comes as a surprise to you 2026-11-04
139 Chapter 139: I wasn’t trying to impress you 2026-11-04
140 Chapter 140: You have my word 2026-11-04
141 Chapter 141: Marco is dead 2026-11-04
142 Chapter 142: She refused to become his scapegoat. 2026-11-04
143 Chapter 143: I don’t work for free mister 2026-11-04
144 Chapter 144: You’re replacing him 2026-11-04
145 Chapter 145: You’ll get better with practice 2026-11-04
146 Chapter 146: They are the entertainment 2026-11-04
147 Chapter 147: Leave this place alive 2026-11-04
148 Chapter 148: The fun part finally begins 2026-11-04
149 Chapter 149: You don’t get to run anymore 2026-11-04
150 Chapter 150: Please get me out of this 2026-11-04

The atmosphere inside the car turned unbearably tense.

Mark loosened his tie and shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

”Why does it suddenly feel so hot?” he muttered under his breath.

He glanced at the dashboard. The air conditioner was running perfectly.

”So why do I feel like I’m sitting inside an oven?”

Frowning, he leaned forward slightly.

”Boss, do you think the car needs servicing? Maybe the A—”

The moment he turned toward Dominic, the rest of his sentence disappeared.

”...”

Dominic was calmly sitting beside him, staring out of the window.

At least... he looked calm. But the icy glare reflected in the window was enough to send chills racing down Mark’s spine.

Mark immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

”Now I know why I was feeling suffocated. It’s not the car...my boss is mentally butchering me.”

He forced an awkward cough. ”Ahem... Boss.”

No response.

”Would... would you like to take another car?”

Dominic slowly turned his head. ”Why?”

Mark offered a stiff smile. ”I just thought... perhaps you’d be more comfortable.”

”I am comfortable.”

”...”

”Then why am I the uncomfortable one?” Mark screamed inwardly.

The silence returned. Every passing second felt like an hour. Unable to bear it any longer, Mark secretly prayed for traffic.

”Please, just one red light. One tiny traffic jam. Even a flat tire would be appreciated right now.”

Unfortunately, fate ignored him.

Just as he was contemplating whether jumping out of the moving car would hurt less than staying inside it, Dominic finally spoke.

”Mark.”

”Y-Yes, Boss?”

Dominic’s voice was frighteningly calm.

”Because of you...” Mark’s heart skipped a beat, ”...my wife cried.”

”...”

Mark’s eyes widened so much they nearly popped out of their sockets.

”W-What?”

Dominic slowly looked at him. ”Do you know what that means?”

Mark froze.

”He’s really going to kill me today.”

Mark’s brain immediately began replaying every conversation he’d had over the past week.

Nothing.

Not a single memory explained why he was suddenly being sentenced for a crime he didn’t even know he had committed.

If anything, he should have been the one crying.

After all, it was always Madam who unknowingly dragged him into these impossible situations.

Taking a careful breath, Mark forced himself to remain calm.

”Boss...” he began cautiously, his voice noticeably hoarse. ”I’m afraid I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

Dominic remained silent.

”Could you... perhaps elaborate?”

Dominic turned to look at him with complete seriousness.

”Because you reminded me about the business trip...”

Mark nodded slowly.

”...my wife became sad.”

”...”

”She almost cried.”

”...”

”So.”

Dominic folded his arms.

”No bonus for you this quarter.”

Mark’s jaw dropped.

”W-What?”

”And I want this meeting finished in one day.”

”One day?” Mark nearly squeaked. ”Boss, it’s scheduled for three!”

”Then make three days fit into one.”

”...Boss, that’s not how time works.”

”It does now.”

Mark stared at him in disbelief.

”And if you fail...” Dominic’s expression remained perfectly calm. ”...be prepared to get transferred to the Amazon.”

”...”

”The... Amazon?”

”Yes.”

”The rainforest?”

”Correct.”

Mark blinked several times.

”Boss... our company doesn’t even have a branch there.”

”We’ll open one.”

”...Just to transfer me?”

”If necessary.”

Mark felt his soul leave his body.

”This is no longer a business trip.”

”This is a survival challenge.”

He rubbed his temples.

”Boss... with all due respect...”

”What?”

”I think Madam would be very upset if she found out you’re bullying your secretary.”

Dominic didn’t even hesitate. ”She won’t.”

”How are you so sure?” he asked cautiously.

”Because I’m not going to tell her.”

”...”

”Unbelievable.”

Mark let out a long, defeated sigh.

”So, to summarize...”

”I lose my bonus.”

”Correct.”

”I have to compress a three-day meeting into one.”

”Correct.”

”And if I fail...”

”You’ll become one with nature.”

”...”

Mark stared blankly out the window.

”Dear Mom... If you don’t hear from me after this trip... Please don’t look for me. I’ll probably be negotiating quarterly reports with monkeys in the Amazon.”

***

Back at the Sterling Mansion, Butler James and the servants couldn’t help but grow concerned.

Their usually cheerful and energetic Madam had been unusually quiet ever since she returned home.

Normally, Clara would be chatting with everyone, teasing the chefs, or sneaking desserts before dinner.

Today... she had barely spoken a word.

One of the maids leaned closer to Butler James and whispered nervously,

”Should we inform Master that Madam isn’t eating anything?”

The old butler sighed and glanced toward the dining room.

It really was unusual.

Even Clara’s favorite dishes had failed to brighten her mood.

”Perhaps you’re right,” Butler James replied thoughtfully. ”Master did tell us he would return as soon as possible and asked us to take good care of Madam.”

Just then, Silvia and Lily walked into the room.

”What is everyone gathered here for?” Silvia asked curiously.

Butler James lowered his voice as though discussing a national emergency.

”Madam is missing Master.”

Silvia blinked.

”...What?”

”Look at her,” the butler whispered dramatically. ”She hasn’t touched a single dish.”

Lily frowned.

”Who hasn’t eaten?”

”Madam.”

He pointed toward the dining table.

”She hasn’t even touched—”

But before he could finish, he instinctively turned to look at Clara again.

His eyes widened.

His jaw slowly dropped.

”...”

The maids followed his gaze.

Every single one of them froze.

”M-Madam!”

Meanwhile... at the dining table, Clara was stuffing food into her mouth so quickly that she nearly choked.

Cough!

She grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down before immediately reaching for another dish.

”You were the one who sent him,” she mumbled between bites. ”So why are you acting like this now?”

She shoveled another spoonful of rice into her mouth.

”No...”

Another bite.

”Why does this house suddenly feel so empty?”

Another bite.

”I miss him already.”

From the entrance, everyone stood in stunned silence.

Butler James rubbed his eyes.

”...Wasn’t Madam depressed five seconds ago?”

Silvia nodded blankly.

”I think she still is.”

”Then... why is she eating like she’s competing in a food championship?”

Lily folded her arms.

”I believe this is what’s called emotional eating.”

Clara suddenly pointed her spoon toward no one in particular.

”I’m not emotionally eating.”

Everyone blinked.

”...”

She took another enormous bite.

”I’m simply...”

Chew.

”...making sure...”

Chew.

”...I don’t miss him on an empty stomach.”

Silvia covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

Butler James looked utterly conflicted.

”So... should I still call Master?”

Lily smiled.

”I don’t think that’s necessary.”

”Why?”

”Because the moment Master finds out Madam skipped one meal, he’ll charter a private jet back.”

Silvia nodded in agreement.

”And if he sees her eating like this...”

”He’ll probably order another chef.”

Clara sighed dramatically as she hugged her bowl.

”This is all Dominic’s fault.”

The servants exchanged helpless smiles.

Only their madam could complain about missing her husband... while asking for a second serving of dessert.

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