My Ex-Wife Is a SuperwomanChapter 1
In 1982, at the Tarrin Food Factory.
As the Spring Festival approached, the young and handsome factory director, Juno Marlow, was holding a general staff meeting.
He cast a cold glance at Sasha, who was standing in front of him with gauze wrapped around her forehead and red medicine staining the wounds on her hands.
His expression grew stern. "I will announce a penalty now."
"Sasha Lenore, a female worker from Workshop Two, was accused of being narrow-minded and malicious, deliberately harming the factory director's secretary, Quinn Ledger. After discussion, the factory decided to deduct six months of her salary. She is also ordered to kneel and apologize to Quinn within two weeks. If she refuses, she will be fired without exception. Meeting dismissed!"
The announcement caused an uproar, leaving the workers stunned.
Everyone knew that Juno, the only son of the prominent Marlow Family, graduated from a top university and became the head of a factory with thousands of employees.
This cold and distant man, who seemed indifferent to romance, had fallen in love at first sight with Sasha during a business trip to the north.
Since bringing her back three years ago, he had treated her like a treasure, even building her a private house on the factory grounds.
The gap in their social statuses was significant, so he worked hard to mediate, eventually convincing his family to agree. Once Sasha secured the position of factory director's secretary, they consented to their marriage.
To make this happen, Sasha put in relentless effort, always being the first to start work and the last to leave. She also devised ways to optimize the assembly line, boosting the factory's efficiency.
But just yesterday, as she was about to be officially appointed as the factory director's secretary, Juno's first love, Quinn, returned.
He seemed as if his soul had been taken away. Grabbing the appointment letter, he tore it to pieces and pulled Quinn tightly into his arms.
“Is it really you, my Quinn? Am I dreaming?”
He gently caressed her face, inch by inch, his usually cold eyes filled with overwhelming joy.
“This is wonderful. I no longer have to think of you through a stand-in. Please, promise me you’ll never leave me again, okay?”
When Quinn nodded, he cupped her face and leaned down to kiss her.