My Husband Chose His Secretary, So I Married His Billionaire Rival

At the banquet for our fifth wedding anniversary, the intern coughed so hard her whole body trembled.

My husband, Nathan Floyd, the CEO of Imperial Star Group, casually draped his jacket over her shoulders, and Vivian Fox picked up the sleeve and covered her mouth with it.

On the spot, I yanked the jacket back and threw it into the trash can, and asked for a divorce.

Nathan's brows knit tightly.

"Just because of a piece of clothing, you're going to embarrass Vivian?"

"She used your clothes to cover her mouth!"

Nathan snorted.