CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Even though he was glad, Bryan was still wary.

After all, he had consulted medical professionals from all over the world and none of them had been able to help him.

He was close to giving and was starting to accept the reality of his condition. He’d never imagined that he would ever regain his sense of smell.

Finley grinned at Bryan’s skepticism. “My maternal grandfather is an ENT specialist who did extensive research into smell disorders. My mother was one of the world’s top perfumers. I learned from both of them and married the two skills.”

Finley reached out a hand to take back the pink bottle from Bryan and the man relinquished his hold on it reluctantly.

“This bottle of perfume is a secret little something I came up with. It can help people regain their sense of smell. Unfortunately, the effects are only temporary. It eases the symptoms. A cure is somewhat trickier. Possible but tricky.”

After that, she winked mischievously and said, “If you think about it, marrying me is in your best interest. You would profit from this deal.”

“Why must you marry me?”

After a moment of silence, Finley answered honestly, “You saved my life.”

Seeing Bryan’s frown deepen, Finley chuckled bitterly. “I just escaped from being violated by a dozen men. If not for you… I would be dead by now.”

Finley shook her head. “Do you know that before my mother died, she said the only way I could survive in this poisonous family of mine was to bow my head and become a shadow everyone ignored…”

Bryan remained silent, which somehow prompted Finley to continue speaking.

“A fat lot of good that did me. My half-sisters framed me at school so that I would be expelled. My stepmother dug up my mother’s grave and tortured the dog I raised just so I would obediently follow her here. If that’s not enough, she drugged me and said that it was my purpose in life to be used by those disgusting men.”

Finley’s hands clenched into tight fists, her nails leaving crescent marks on her palm. “If you did not appear and order your men to clear the bar… I probably wouldn’t have been able to escape and detoxify the drug in my system. So, this is my thanks.”

She would never forget the dirty gazes as well as the clammy hands of those disgusting men. It was a girl’s worst nightmare!

Listening to her, Bryan felt that miserable was the only word he could think of to describe Finley’s situation. Interestingly, throughout her narration, there were no expressions of resentment or self-pity.

Instead, Bryan saw the stubborn glint in her eyes and was inexplicably moved by it.