CEO, Don't Run Anymore

Kris villa, 9:00 AM In a large, lavish room with white as the major theme on an enormous bed, Helen curled up inside a warm blanket sleeping like a little angel. Her eyes were puffy from crying all night. Right! Since her husband - Richard was in a traffic accident two months ago, Helen could not sleep peacefully for a day. Who would have thought that one day her cold, cruel but always gentle and pampering husband would twist into a big man, but with a silly personality like a seven-year-old child? How can she accept that? Although Helen did not stop taking Richard to hospitals to find famous doctors around the world for treatment, the results were just incomplete. Ten people, like pipelining, said that this was due to the psychological effects of the accident. It only took a while to recover. But it’s been over two months since they talked about it, and he still has made no progress. When Helen was still immersed in the flashbacks, a familiar voice sounded again, bringing her back to reality: “My treasures, bae, hey!” That scream that came from downstairs woke Helen up. She still hadn’t regained consciousness when “bang” - a large object had settled on her bed. Looking back, this was not a strange object but Richard himself. Helen was about to open her mouth to say something when Richard quickly hugged her, so tight that her breathing became difficult: “I couldn’t breathe.” Hearing her say that, Richard just let her go. “Baby, I miss you!” - Richard nuzzled and buried his head in Helen’s shoulder, inhaling her attractive body scent. “I miss Richard too. Why are you back so early?” She said while smiling helplessly at his childish appearance. “Because I missed my treasure so much, I ran back...” “You’re so naughty! Listen to me, set an example for the employees in the company. Only then can they respect you. Richard knows what I mean?” Helen pinched his nose with a slight scolding. This doesn’t remember how many times she reminded him, but he still has the same problem. Currently, it is a hot oil. The company’s internals is constantly stirring, especially after Richard’s mental instability. The old foxes and shareholders in the company are constantly trying to rob him of the CEO’s chair. His governor. “No way, I’m the CEO!” Richard scowled and refused to stay in the company. Every day, going to work was boring for him. Richard once again unleashed his whiny trick to soften Helen’s heart. It was also after suffering a severe head injury that even though he had not been removed from his position, the employees who had been treated severely by him in the past were now constantly bullying him as a janitor. Seeing him sulking like that, she was helpless and didn’t know how to coax him. “Okay! I’ve given up on you. Why are you so wet? Didn’t I tell you when it rains to find a place to hide?” Helen asked worriedly, only now she noticed his clothes were wet, clearly just got back from the rain. “Yes! I listened to my treasure to shelter from the rain. But when I was sheltering from the rain, I saw children this small. They ran out to bathe in the rain without wearing pants. It looked so funny, I saw them. It was so much fun, so I went out to play with them.” Richard said as he waved his hands and feet to describe it to her, then pretended to poke his index fingers together to look pitifully at Helen. “Why don’t you drive? Where’s your car?” “I had to walk to supervise the new construction, so I didn’t bring my car.” “So... are you. like.. them?” She narrowed her eyes suspiciously at Richard, in case he was…. With his childish state now, she dared not believe in anything. “What’s wrong? What’s that? Did you mean to ask if I’m wearing it?” Without hesitation, he asked innocently. “Ah… that’s… that’s it!” She hesitated to say, really, why do such things force her to say it so bluntly. “Haiz, although it’s normal for you to say that I’m childish, you also know how to take care of yourself. My body is only for you to see.” As he spoke, Richard sometimes covered his chest with his hand like a teenage girl. Sometimes he looked at her with a cunning smile. If anyone dares to say that Richard is a child, then this is the representative of devil children... “Eh... stop joking with me. I’m going to take a shower or I’ll catch a cold.” Although her face was slightly pink, she could not hide her shyness, but Helen still did not forget to worry about her husband’s health. “No, I want the baby to bathe me.” Richard put on a quick-witted expression as she was still reluctantly carrying her to the bathroom.