Love After One-night Stand with CEO novel Chapter 145

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Rosa was in a bad mood because of this episode.

She lay on the bed and curled herself up.

She was wary and uneasy.

"Rosa..." Henry came over, leaned forward, and hugged her and the quilt.

Rosa didn't make a sound. She closed her eyes. No one knew what she was thinking.

However, her brows were knitted.

Even her body seemed to be a little stiff.

Henry reached out and gently smoothed her forehead.

He smiled and rubbed her hair affectionately. His hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "Don't be afraid. I'm here!"

A bitter feeling swelled within her, and her eyes were teary, and it only got worse.

It had nothing to do with him.

From the moment she was with him, she should have known that it would be a difficult road ahead.

But somehow, she still felt aggrieved, very aggrieved.

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"I'm sorry for arriving late. Don't be afraid. I won't let anyone bully you..." He kissed her hair and said in a low voice.

He knew that Cecil was her weak point.

Therefore, he would not let Cecil be bullied.

"I'm fine..." she replied in a nasal voice.

He smiled as he said, "It's not a big deal. Look, your face is wrinkled."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her eyes.

"No more tears and only smiles, okay?"

He pinched her ear and said, "Got it?"

Rosa opened her eyes, turned around, and faced him.

He was handsome and noble and was invincible in the business world.

But such a legendary man was comforting her so tenderly at this moment.

Somehow, she felt blessed.

It seemed that her grievances had disappeared.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

And she sobbed in his arms.

"I'm sorry..."

Henry's heart ached, and he smiled and hugged her.

"I should apologize. Good girl, don't be afraid. Look, you have me!"

He coaxed her gently as if he was coaxing a baby.

Rosa didn't say anything. She just kept holding him and didn't let go.

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They didn't go downstairs for lunch.

Aunt Abbie brought their meals to them.

Sitting at the table, Cecil seemed to have no appetite.

He just ate a few mouthfuls and asked to leave.

Aunt Abbie frowned. What was going on?

"Aunt Abbie!" A playful voice suddenly sounded.

Aunt Abbie saw that it was Miranda.

"Miranda, why are you out of school so early?"

"I don't have classes in the afternoon. Where's everyone?"

Although Aunt Abbie didn't quite understand what was going on, she knew that the atmosphere in the room wasn't quite right after Asher arrived.

She did not dare to tell Miranda the truth. She said, "They ate and went upstairs to rest. Miranda, you haven't eaten yet. Come and have lunch."

"I don't want to eat. I'll want to see Cecil!"

Miranda had no appetite. She missed him so much after not seeing him for two days.

Even ifs her favourite food was on the table, she didn't want it.

She knocked on the door, and the person inside asked her to come in.

Miranda went in.

"Cecil!" Miranda shouted as soon as she entered.

Cecil saw that it was Miranda, and he was a little surprised, but soon he returned to normal.

Miranda frowned and came up to him. "Are you okay?"

She was worried about him after seeing the public opinion on the Internet.

Cecil was expressionless. He asked flatly, "In which aspect?"

Miranda frowned and didn't know how to reply.

Cecil looked at her and said calmly, "Don't you have classes in the afternoon?"

"I don't..."

Cecil nodded, pushed the wheelchair, came to the bookshelf, and picked up a book to read.

He ignored her.

Such an indifferent reaction caught Miranda off guard.

"Cecil... What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine!" He looked at the book in his hand and did not even raise his eyes.

Miranda had never been treated so coldly, so she was upset.

"Did I... do something wrong?" she chocked up.

She didn't even have lunch and rushed over after class.

It was because she was worried about him.

She was worried that his illness would be affected by the disturbance.

But why was he so indifferent to her?

She was sad and hurt.

He knew it when he first asked her the question.

Over the years, he got used to reading people from having to depend on others.

He could feel the slightest change in emotion.

And she was the person he cared about.

How could he not know?