Amelia glared at the man playfully, "Absolutely not. If you really do that, my reputation for being a domineering, jealous woman would spread throughout Mallowbank in no time. How would people look at me?"
The man lowers his head and kisses her cheek, laughing triumphantly, "Who cares how others view you anyway, I just like you being a little jealous."
"You're the one who's jealous!" Amelia pushed him away, annoyed, "What are you doing? People outside can see us."
The President's Office's decoration was indeed luxurious and high-end, but the three glass walls left no room for privacy.
He looked unfazed, "So what if they see? It's not illegal for me to kiss my own wife."
Amelia, "..."
Well, his shameless skills have improved.
"It's not illegal, but don't you fear being laughed at by your subordinates with your lack of dignity?"
"Whoever dares to laugh, I will fire them."
Amelia, "..."
Alright, he's progressed from shamelessness to a completely delusioned state.
