CEO's Mysterious Fiancee (Paige and Martin) novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211 Another Big Order

“Okay.” Paige went upstairs and went back to her bedroom. She had just turned on her phone when she received more than ten unread messages.

Just now, she had been busy in the laboratory. She muted her phone. On the way back, she ***by herself and had no time to check her mobile phone.

Among them, there were messages from Hernan.

Hernan: “Paige, I’m going abroad tomorrow morning. If something happens to our family or to you, just tell me. I will help you solve it.

“***and Dad have been managing the business for many years. Although they are successful in the business field, they will not bring that shrewdness home. They don’t observe and suspect their family all the time, but they are not confused or biased.”

Paige understood the meaning of his words. Patricia’s clumsy tricks did not deceive Hernan’s eyes. Hernan’s heart was clear as a mirror.

Hernan was right. V. h* would think of their kids as bad people and speculate if they had any ill intentions?

In particular, this child had performed exceptionally well. Not only was Patricia proficient in arts, but she had also given them respect from the bottom of her heart. Patricia did not have any bad intentions. Thus, they doted on Patricia from the bottom of their hearts.

Hernan: “Dad is a man. He’s not very considerate, and **has been spoiled by Dad for decades. She is a relatively simple person.”

Hernan: “Don’t hide anything. You can tell me because I will always be your strong backing.”

Hernan: “Good night, Paige. Sleep well.”

Paige’s slender fingers gently touched the screen as she quickly replied: “Hernan, don’t worry. I will deal with it. Good night.”.

Then she logged out of the chat and checked the message from Martin..

Martin: “Have you seen your grandparents today? Are they doing any better?”

Martin: “Have you eaten?”

Martin sent a few photos of him eating.

“Without you around, the food is less tasty.”

Through the screen, Paige seemed to be able to think of the slightly depressed look on his

handsome face. The corners of her lips subconsciously rose.

Martin: “Are you still busy?”

Martin: “I miss you.

Martin: “I wonder what my fiancée is doing right now.”

Paige knew that if not for the fear of disturbing her, Martin would have sent her more messages.

Her fingers gently touched the screen and Paige quickly replied: “I just got home.”

Martin immediately called, “I finally got your reply.”

“Still not asleep?”

“I haven’t seen you for 16 hours. I can’t sleep.”

“Can you sleep now after we finish talking on the phone?”

“Hearing your voice makes me miss you even more. I can’t sleep.”

Without Paige by his side today, Martin would think of her no matter what he did.

On the way home from work, Martin would think about who Paige was picked up by, where she went, and who she met.

When Martin ate, Martin would think about whether Paige liked her meal and if Paige was not

happy.

When Martin was idle, he would think about what Paige was doing and why she did not reply.

Every minute and every second, her figure would appear in his mind.

No matter what Martin did, he thought of Paige.

Perhaps, this was love.

“Did you see your grandparents today?”

“Yes, I saw them,” Paige replied faintly.

“Are they feeling better?”

“They might need more than twenty days to wake up.’