My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me (Natalie) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 He Saw Me Naked

All senses were stimulated at this moment.

The heat gradually permeated the neck and behind the ear.

Kendrick was awkward and turned away in a hurry.

Natalie realized when Kendrick's sight fell on her. She was frozen, her brain was like a rusty machine "clattered" several times and then stopped there.

She didn't know how long it took before her stripped consciousness came back.

She stretched out her stiff fingers, pulled the quilt to cover herself, and then lay down like a robot.

She looked at the ceiling with her eyes open.

As if were several big characters on it--

He saw my boobs!

Kendrick came back to his senses, and his ears were still tinged with a little red. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and deeper than before, "Have a rest early."

After that, he wheeled his wheelchair and left.

Then she heard the door close.

Natalie sat up and touched her chin.

He must have seen it!

But he turned around fast.

Didn't he see it?

Natalie lowered her head and looked at herself.

It was quite something.

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In the study.

The computer was on, and the screen flashed blue.

The project plan of dozens of pages just opened remained on the first page.

He didn't flip at all.

Kendrick stared at the computer screen and didn't know what he was thinking.

"You deserve all the tenderness and care in the world!"

"... I will not allow you to suffer any harm!"

"I just want to protect you. This time I can block the soup for you and the next time I can block the gunshot."

These words were like waves churning in his mind.

They went on and on.

The scene suddenly changed in his mind.

The scene in his mind was as beautiful as the picture of a girl in an oil painting.

He couldn't help it.

Kendrick's hands were squeezed unconsciously.

He leaned back and rested on his chair.

He closed his eyes and pressed his eyebrows.

Soon, he sat up straight again and picked up the phone that was put aside.

His lips were tight. His slender and distinct fingers were rubbing the black phone, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were bulging as he used the strength of the force.

His silhouette was cold and sharp when hidden in the dim light of the study, even his eyebrows revealed some of his rages.

With the tip of his tongue on his back tooth, he exhaled and dialed the phone.

When he got through, he asked, "Where's Orion?"

The man on the phone replied, "He is still in the detention center and will be prosecuted next month."

"Next month?"

It was just a rhetorical question, and the man's tone was trembling, "Next week, the prosecution and trial will start next week, and the collection of... evidence has ended."

Kendrick narrowed his eyes slightly and gave an order, "Get it done soon."

"O... OK."

"And," Kendrick said gently, "Don't let him get too comfortable!"

"Yes, we have been following your instructions."

It was already midnight.

Mr. Sloan was a little upset when he received the call from Kendrick. Kendrick didn't ask about Orion at first, just said to let it happen at times.

Unexpectedly, he stepped in halfway.

It seemed that Orion's life was over.

Kendrick hung up the phone.

He still couldn't relieve the depression in his heart.

The moon and stars were shining outside the window.

However, his emotions changed a lot on this late summer night.

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Orion was dragged up in the middle of the night, covered with sacks, and taken to an empty room.

He was severely beaten.

He knew he was doomed this time.

But everything went according to the process.

Tonight, was the first time he had ever been hit so hard.

He was almost dying.

He held his head, and in a bloody smell, he heard the people who hit him say, "You son of a bitch got bad luck. Mr. Ramsey called in the middle of the night to let us teach you a lesson. It's fucking bad luck, I didn't sleep well."

He kicked Orion heavily in the ribs.