Her Seven Little Bodyguards
Chapter 824

Chapter 824

She glanced at Hanson, who'd been staying by her side all this while. Then, she said, "I still have something to deal with at my company. Now that my foot is alright, can you let me go already?"

Seeing the determined look in her eyes, Hanson asked, "Do you have to go today?"

Vania replied, "It's not that I have to go, but I'd feel uncomfortable as long as this isn't over." Also, she had something to say to Linda face-to-face about what had happened on Twitter.

In the end, Hanson nodded his consent. "Give me a minute, then," he said. With that, he stood up and left.

Vania was rather puzzled. The next second, however, she realized why; Hanson pushed the wheelchair over from the storeroom.

The wheelchair was the one he had pushed to her office last time. At the time, they weren't a couple yet.

Vania was somewhat reluctant. "Must I use the wheelchair?"

Hanson was very domineering, though; he didn't give her the opportunity to say no. "You have to listen to me if you want to go to your office."

Vania felt a bit helpless, but she nonetheless agreed. "Okay."

Seeing the sparkling diamond on the pink-colored wheelchair, Vania began questioning the man's aesthetic choices again. Why didn't I replace this wheelchair so gaudy at the time? Oh, right, I must've been so startled by what he did at the time that I didn't get to inspect the wheelchair closely. Now that she looked at the wheelchair, she really found it so offensive to the eye that she couldn't bring herself to sit down in it.

Noticing her disgust toward the wheelchair, Hanson suggested, "Darling, if you really don't feel like using the wheelchair, then let's forget about going to your office today." In any case, he wanted his wife to stay at home, so it'd be the best choice for her not to go to her office.

How can I not go to my office? If I do that, there's no way I can execute my plan. Vania had no choice but to grit her teeth. Come on, it's just a pink wheelchair. There's no way I can't sit in it. Looking at Hanson, she asked, "Do I have to sit in it now?"

"Of course not." Hanson scooped her up in his arms. "You have to stay in my arms as long as I'm with you." I'm my wife's means of transport now.

What a domineering man, Vania muttered inwardly.

Hanson continued with a straight face, "I've told Linda to wheel you around wherever you go today. You mustn't set foot on the ground no matter what." He'd confirmed that her foot was alright, but it wouldn't hurt for her to recuperate for one more day. Such beautiful feet mustn't be left with any sequela.

Vania replied, "Alright, I'll do as you say." She decided to promise him for the time being. Once she arrived at her office and was out of his sight, she'd be able to do whatever she wanted.

Of course, Hanson saw through what was on her mind, but he didn't intend to unmask her for the time being. She'll know what reality is like when we arrive at her office later.

After arriving at Galaxy Corporation, he still didn't let her sit in the wheelchair. Instead, he was still carrying her in his arms.

So the wheelchair is merely for show. Not wanting to see the looks on her employees' faces, she buried her head in Hanson's arms. She could imagine how surprised her employees looked right now.

Indeed, her employees were astonished. What is President Luke doing...

Hanson didn't care a damn about what they thought, though. After they arrived at Vania's office, he watched her sit down steadily in her executive chair before finally nodding with satisfaction. Then, he looked at Linda frostily, saying, "Do you remember what I said?"

Linda nodded repeatedly. "I remember it. I'll definitely do as you said, President Luke." It's not like I dare to forget what you said, anyway.