GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

Kyle got up with her, and they headed to the kitchen. Gladys saw her with the swollen cheek, surprised, but didn’t want to ask to avoid being intrusive.

“What happened, my girl? Oh God, who did this to you?” Emilia was entering the kitchen at that moment, and when she saw her face, she covered her mouth.

Lindsey began to tell her what had happened.

“I wish I could have been there to put those two in their place. They have no scruples to mistreat a sweet and kind girl like you. I’m sorry that you have such people as family in your life.”

Lindsey shrugged, Gladys served them the food, and they began to eat together.

After finishing dinner, Kyle took her by the hand and led her towards the stairs. Once in the bedroom,

“Lin, I have to punish you. I promised that woman, and today you caused chaos. You need to be more careful.”

“But I was the one wronged. Look at my swollen cheek. You’re a pervert, lustful…” she grumbled discontentedly and began to protest.

“Your cheek is better than when I found you, and I am a man of my word.”

Kyle lifted her in his arms and placed her on the bed. Between kisses and caresses, they undressed. He whispered to her as he penetrated.

“You could put up a bit of resistance to make me believe you’re upset.”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

‘Who could resist the kisses and desires of this man?’ She didn’t answer, just let herself be carried away by the passion and lust filling the room.

A week passed, and a person with a deep cut on the arm appeared at the hospital, admitted urgently. The on-call doctor stopped the bleeding and sutured the wound, which was not as deep as initially thought.

“Family of Mrs. Catrina Cooper.”

“I’m an acquaintance. Tell me, doctor, how is she?” Kyle asked anxiously.

“She is stable, nothing serious. When the effects of anesthesia wear off, she will be discharged,” the doctor approached Kyle. “Here are the prescriptions and instructions for the medications. Bring her back in 5 days to remove the stitches.”

“Thank you, doctor.”

An hour earlier, Kyle had received a call from Catrina, crying desperately.

“I won’t be in your life anymore. I won’t be a burden to you. Soon, I’ll be reunited with my parents. If you don’t love me, I have no reason to keep living,” she hung up without waiting for a response.

Terrified, he rushed out of the office, called his driver to wait at the building’s entrance, and hurriedly got into the car.

“Max, accelerate, take me to my apartment.”

Upon arrival, he saw Catrina in the tub, unconscious. Her head rested on the tub’s edge, with an arm outside, and drops of blood splattered on the floor next to a blade. He approached in horror, took her in his arms, and left the place.

Within minutes, they reached the hospital, and Kyle entered running with Catrina in his arms, shouting for a doctor. A nurse received the patient’s information, while the doctor carried her in his arms.

Kyle waited impatiently in the waiting room, feeling very irritated and unsure of what to do.

‘For Catrina, I feel nothing, not even attraction, and for my wife, I feel everything. I will do everything to make this marriage work.’

He snapped out of his thoughts abruptly when a nurse approached and spoke to him.

“You are Mrs. Catrina’s husband.”

“No! I’m a friend, but tell me, can I take her?”

“Mrs. Catrina has already reacted. You can go to the administration to pay, and then you can take her home.”

“Thank you,” he went to the cashier and paid the medical expenses.

Catrina was awake, waiting for Kyle to enter. When she woke up, she asked the nurse who brought her, and she responded that it was a young man. She smiled knowing who it was, then put on a sad face when she saw him enter.

“How do you feel?”

“Why did you save me? You should have let me die,” she started crying uncontrollably.

“You need to calm down. Why did you do that?”

“I’d rather die than live without your affection.”

“Catrina, understand, I don’t love you, and taking your life is not the solution. Do you think that by doing this, you will make me be with you again?”

“Fine, I can accept that you don’t love me, but please don’t leave me alone. At least let’s be friends. I promise not to interfere in your marriage.”

He scratched his head, unsure if it was a good idea, but he agreed.

“Fine, we can be friends. Come on, I’ll take you home.”

He helped her get out of bed; she hooked onto his arm, and they slowly walked out of the hospital. The journey was silent. Upon arrival, he helped her out of the car and accompanied her to the room. He settled her in bed, placed some medicines with the prescriptions on a small table next to the bed, went to the kitchen, and found a pitcher of water with a glass, placing them on the table as well.

“Catrina, I have to leave. Here are the instructions with the times you should take the medicines. Please don’t make things more difficult and take them on time.”

“Are you going to leave me alone? I feel bad. Please don’t leave me alone. Just for today, stay,” she pleaded with the need to be with him.

“Catrina, don’t start. If I agreed to be your friend, it’s because I care about you, but don’t take advantage. Tomorrow a nurse will come to take care of you until they remove the stitches. Maria will take care of cleaning the apartment and preparing your meals.”

“Will you come to see me?” she begged with her eyes.

“I can’t promise anything. I disappeared from the office today, and when I show up tomorrow, it’s going to be a complicated day. If I have a chance, I’ll come to see you.”

“Thank you, friend. I hope to see you tomorrow.”

He said goodbye to her with a kiss on the forehead, turned his back, and disappeared from the apartment.

With a triumphant smile, Catrina settled into bed. Things had turned out better than she planned. ‘I know it won’t be easy to have you in my bed again, but I will find a way to earn your trust. That insipid woman will soon know what I am capable of doing for my man.’