A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Chapter 67

Bryson's words exploded in Audrey's brain. Then her mind went blank.

Her heart started pounding.

"You must be joking!" Audrey blurted out.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

Audrey was lost for words.

It sounded like a joke to her when he didn't look like joking!

Bryson's gaze was so passionate that Audrey felt like burning inside.

She hastily turned her head away.

She cleared her throat and said lowly, "Mr. Bryson, I told you earlier. I'm in no mood for forming a relationship."

"I know."

Then his words found her speechless.

Audrey could refuse any other man without hesitation, but Bryson…

Firstly, Bryson was not an ordinary man. He was the wealthiest in Peace City. Marring him equaled marrying a rich life. Therefore, being his wife had become the dream of countless women.

Second, it would be a lot easier to take her revenge if she became Bryson's woman. She didn't have to take others' particular looks. All she needed to do was begging her husband for some help.

Third, Bryson was so handsome. Everyone liked beautiful things. Audrey was no exception. His face was just so irresistible.

Fourth, as the wealthiest man in Peace City, Bryson was quite capable. If she refused him, she might be punished by him. By then, surviving could be rather difficult, let alone taking revenge.

Besides, Audrey discovered that she was not as affectionless to Bryson as she claimed.

Days after days, Audrey realized that she had fallen for him.

But she couldn't be with Bryson.

First of all, she had not avenged herself. Then, she had a secret, a secret that no one knew. That secret was a stain on her life.

If Bryson knew that, she was afraid he would dump her right away.

She didn't deserve him.

The doctor began to rub Audrey's ankle. Because of the pain, she held the armrest of the chair with both of her hands and bit her lower lip hard to suppress the groan.

But her lower lips began to bleed.

A hand was placed in front of her.

Audrey was not herself because of the pain, so she just bit it before seeing whose hand it was.

The moment Audrey bit, Bryson frowned, but he chose to endure it.

He knew Audrey was suffering more than him.

The doctor was professional. Soon, the pain was less.

But she didn't want to take it again!

When it was over, Audrey's back was soaked in sweat. She collapsed into a chair, mouth open.

By then, Audrey had regained consciousness.

The bite marks reminded her of what she had done.

"Sorry for this." Audrey said. But Bryson didn't have to do that!

"I'm fine. It didn't hurt." Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

When Audrey saw that the doctor was going to apply medicine to her feet, she gestured at Bryson's hand and said to the doctor, "I can wait. Please disinfect the wound on his hand first."

Bryson ordered, "Do her first."

"No, do his hand!"

"No!"

The doctor was awkward.

He didn't want to get involved in this!

He was just doing his job! He had no intention to see them showing affection!

...

After leaving the hospital, Bryson and Audrey went straight back to the hotel.

The next morning when Audrey woke up, the swelling on her ankle was reduced to a bearable pain.

The doctor's treatment worked.

After Audrey washed up, she was about to call the reception for breakfast to her room when her phone rang.

It was from Bryson.

Why did he call so early in the morning?

"Good morning, Mr. Bry..."

But she was interrupted by him.

"Are you up?"

Audrey said, "Uh, yes."

"Go to the cafe now."

Cafe?

Suddenly remembering what Bryson said last night, Audrey was resistant to have breakfast with him.

"Well, I..." Before she could finish her excuse, she was interrupted again.

"Mr. Shane is here. He wants to see you. We must thank him for what happened last night." Bryson said.

Audrey immediately replied, "I'm on my way."

"OK."

Then, Audrey got dressed and headed for the cafe.

Audrey was warmly welcomed and led to a private room by a cafe girl.

In the spacious and bright room sat two people. One was Bryson, and the other was a white-haired old man, looking rather serious. Behind him stood a young man, who seemed to be his assistant.

Seeing Audrey, Bryson stood up, walked to her and wrapped her shoulders with his arm. Then he led her to Shane.

"Mr. Shane, this is Audrey. Audrey, this is Mr. Shane." Bryson smiled.

Audrey felt a little uncomfortable being hugged and stiffened. But Audrey did not push Bryson away.

Audrey felt ill at ease being examined by the shrewd old man.

Audrey politely nodded to the old man and said gently, "Good morning, Mr. Shane. I'm Audrey. Thank you for last night, sir."

Then Audrey bowed low to him.

Audrey was genteel, good-looking, modest and polite. Unlike other girls who dolled themselves up, Audrey dressed herself properly and neatly.

Standing together, Bryson and Audrey seemed a perfect couple.

Mr. Shane liked her already.

Resignedly, Shane gave up his idea of marrying his granddaughter to Bryson.

Shane smiled kindly, "You're welcome. Come on and sit, girl."

"Thank you, Mr. Shane."

Just as Audrey sat down, she was caught off guard by Shane's question, "When are you getting married?"