Enchanted By His Charm



Joseph sent Irish directly to their house.

Mia evaded them as always. Irish kept herself in her room and didn't come out to eat.

Joseph knocked on the door and saw her all in a blanket. He sat down and said patiently, "Are you still angry?"

Irish was silent.

He stretched out his hand to lift the blanket and saw her face, which was covered by her hair. He sat down and gently coaxed, "Eat first, and then you can get angry."

Trying to reach for her, he found her cheeks wet.

She cried in silence!

Such silent agony of her made Joseph feel a knife pierce his heart, feeling uncomfortable. 

Pulling her up, he wiped her tears, whispering, "I know you were wrongly accused, and I'm not blaming you for that. So forgive me, okay?"

"You knew I was wrongly accused, but you still pushed me to the corner? Joseph, this is a conspiracy!" She cried out.

Joseph took her in his arms and patted her back, and she struggled twice without breaking free and constantly crying.

"Aren't you a clever man? You didn't think it was a conspiracy?"

Joseph whispered comfortingly, "I know."

"I was framed!" Irish beat him again.

He held her tightly and let her beat him, "I know."

Irish cried more painfully.

"But Irish, your memory is really a problem. We have to face reality." Joseph sighed.

Irish did her best to push Joseph away a little bit, with tearful eyes and hazy. She shouted at him, "You know everything clear, so you still fired me? Yes, my memory might have a problem, but it doesn't affect my work. How can't you believe I can do well? Why do you want to treat me like those people? I'm your wife, Joseph! Why?"

Joseph looked at her with pity and pulled her back into his arms.

Irish beat him madly and pushed him, but he just didn't loosen his arms around her, and finally, she was tired, and her throat was hoarse. Joseph just hugged her tightly, saying nothing, and just patiently ran his hands into her back to calm her down.

Irish's tears were like a broken line of beads. She opened her mouth, hardly biting his thick shoulder.

It hurts; it must hurt.

Resentful thoughts made Irish mad.

Joseph frowned because of the pain but never let her go. He tightened his arms, softly comforting her. 

Irish's tears flowed into her mouth, and it tasted salty and bitter.

****

In the evening, Roy came home. Cassie walked out of the bathroom, probing in the gateway, directly asking, "Joseph dismissed Irish, you know this?"

Roy changed his shoes, put things away, went into the bathroom, washed his hands, and said to her, "I know about it."

"Do you know it earlier or later?" 

Roy looked at her, "Joseph has the right to dismiss and appoint employees."

Cassie understood, leaning against the door, and sighed, "Irish is very sad."

"I can imagine that." Roy wiped his hand, "To tell you the truth, I was even surprised at Joseph's decision. I did not expect him to dismiss Irish."

Cassie seemed to see a glimmer of hope and immediately said, "You are the president of the Runestone Group, so you can re-appoint Irish, right? You must know that she was fired from her work at the university and at Linkus. She was used to being busy. If she loses her job in the Runestone Group, she will go crazy."

Roy was clear about the deep friendship between Irish and Cassie. From classmates to colleagues, they had experienced a beautiful school time and encountered hardships together. However, it was more important that Irish also intervened in Cassie's life as a psychologist, which was why they could establish such an unshakable friendship.

However, Roy was sympathetic but could not offer help. Irish was his sister, and Roy really wanted to get her out of the trouble, and he was also burning with anxiety. Sitting on the couch, he thought for a long while and told Cassie it was not easy to handle.

Cassie also knew it was a tough case. After all, it was Joseph who gave the order. Cassie knew it was hard for Joseph to change his mind, or Cassie would not ask Roy for help. "Roy, we still don't get information from your younger sister, Lilith, and now your other sister is about to lose her job. We are all going crazy," said Cassie, who was so anxious.

It sounded Cassie was reasonable since Roy was also worried about Lilith. All of them were anxious about the present situation.

Thinking for a while, Roy comforted Cassie and then gave a call to Joseph. Soon, Joseph answered the phone, and Roy expressed his opinion that he hoped Joseph would restore Irish's position. Cassie was unclear how Joseph replied, but she knew that Roy gradually furrowed his eyebrows. A few minutes later, Roy hung up the phone and said helplessly, sighing, "He won't change his mind."

Startled, Cassie didn't expect that Joseph would decline Roy's request.

"Yes, he declined my request," Roy confirmed her guess.

Cassie was so angry and mumbled, "You shouldn't have let him take charge in Runestone Group if you had known this. Didn't you notice Joseph was controlling the entire company, gradually removing Lakes power?"

Of course, her angry words pushed her to judge Joseph unfairly, but Cassie still couldn't figure out why Joseph would treat his wife that way.

Roy could sense his wife's anger, but he could do nothing but comfort her, "Cassie, calm down. Perhaps Joseph did this for certain reasons. Maybe Irish really had some problems at the right time. There is no fair competition in business, and if Irish is really trapped in a dilemma, it might be the right choice for her."

Cassie knew that Roy did all he could, and she couldn't push him too hard. Heaving a sigh, Cassie shook her head slightly and sympathised with Irish.

It was a rainy weekend.

Joseph declined all of his social engagement and accompanied Irish at home since Joseph worried that Irish would run away from home. Indeed, Irish had come around after the farce. Looking out the window, she just said to Joseph, "Look, it is raining outside. God is crying, and he must feel pity for my experience."

Joseph felt his heart was broken after hearing the words from his wife.

The rainbow always appeared after the rain.

Monday finally came, and everyone went to work except Irish, who lay on the couch chatting with her Aunt Mary. Mary also heard that Joseph dismissed Irish, and she hastily came to Irish to comfort her, while at the same time, Mary also complained about Joseph for what he did to Irish.

Compared to Mary's irritation, Irish remained calm. She smiled and told Mary that Joseph was also in a dilemma.

Mary grinned at her, poking her head gently, and said, "It seems you are speaking for your husband. It is no wonder that people always say that a grown girl can't be kept at home."