~Lanre
I glared at Joanna, my teeth gritted with frustration. Why wasn't she playing her part? I had told her time and time again that my career was important to me, that she needed to support me. But here she was, staring at me like a deer in headlights.
I made a subtle gesture with my hand, my eyes narrowed in warning. "Joanna understands that my work is important to me," I repeated, trying to mask the anger in my voice.
Joanna's gaze flickered to me, and she nodded, her expression blank.
I felt my anger boiling inside me, my blood hot with rage. How dare she defy me? How dare she embarrass me in front of my boss?
I shot her another look, my eyes burning with fury. "My wife understands that my work is my priority," I said, my voice tight and controlled. "She supports me in everythin
