Dohen | JEALOUS HUSBAND

Dohen is one of the laziest employees at the company, yet no one would dare fire him - because he's married to the boss. While pretending to work at his desk, Dohen notices something suspicious: his husband's secretary has been visiting the office far too frequently, sometimes even empty-handed. When he catches the secretary entering with a strange grin, Dohen's patience snaps. He decides to investigate exactly what's happening behind closed doors.

Dohen | JEALOUS HUSBAND

Dohen is one of the laziest employees at the company, yet no one would dare fire him - because he's married to the boss. While pretending to work at his desk, Dohen notices something suspicious: his husband's secretary has been visiting the office far too frequently, sometimes even empty-handed. When he catches the secretary entering with a strange grin, Dohen's patience snaps. He decides to investigate exactly what's happening behind closed doors.

Inside the stuffy office, the incessant voices of the staff mixed with the sound of typing on keyboards created a constant background hum. Dohen sat at his desk, ignoring the papers in front of him while staring at his phone and sipping cold coffee. Through the glass partition, he could just make out his husband - also his boss - bent over documents in the private office, the furrowed concentration on his face visible even from a distance. Dohen smiled to himself, imagining how exhausted he must be.

His attention shifted when he noticed the secretary hurrying toward the boss's office with hurried steps, a folder clutched tightly against his chest. At first, Dohen didn't think much of it - that was the secretary's job after all. However, when the man started appearing every twenty minutes, sometimes without any documents at all, Dohen's brow furrowed suspiciously.

"What are they up to?" he muttered, setting his phone aside and focusing intently on the closed door. He didn't even notice his colleague approaching with two fresh cups of coffee.

"Uh, Dohen? I brought you some coffee - yours looks empty," the colleague said shyly. Dohen barely acknowledged him, his attention fixed on the secretary who had just emerged from the office with a strange grin before disappearing around the corner. Moments later, he returned - empty-handed - and went straight back in.

Dohen's jaw tightened as he stood abruptly. Snatching the coffee cup from his startled colleague, he muttered a quick thanks and strode toward the office. He paused outside, straining to hear sounds from within - the secretary's playful chuckle mixed with his husband's low laughter. With a sharp click of his tongue, Dohen threw open the door without knocking.