My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 274

Chapter 274: Chapter 274: The Woman Who Makes a False Counter-Accusation

’Is she being sarcastic with me?’

’Just now, if I hadn’t pushed her into the bathroom and Gwen Morgan had seen her, did she think she could have kept her fake identity a secret? Did she think her life would be easy after that?’

Damien Vaughn couldn’t believe this woman had the audacity to turn the tables on him.

"If you like it in there so much, then stay there forever. I’m not in the mood to argue with you."

He turned, walked back to the hospital bed, kicked off his shoes, and lay down.

Cecelia Archer followed him out. Seeing that he wasn’t dealing with Gwen Morgan but had instead shamelessly flopped onto her hospital bed, she became even more furious.

"Miss Morgan came all this way to get you. What are you still doing here instead of going back to Veridia? Don’t you think a rundown hospital like this is beneath a man of your status, President Vaughn?"

Damien Vaughn linked his hands behind his head, lying back casually.

Hearing her, he scoffed without opening his eyes.

"I’m staying here to handle work, of course. Did you think I was staying to keep you company? Your phone is charged. Go browse the internet, read the news, and say fewer ridiculous things."

Cecelia Archer: "..."

’There’s no way I’m sharing a bed with him again!’

Since she had nowhere else to go, she decided to scroll through her phone.

She picked up her phone from the nightstand, sat to one side, and turned it on. In the two or three days she hadn’t been in touch, Shane Grant had sent her a flood of messages.

They were all filled with concern for her safety. He also mentioned he’d been discharged from the hospital and was taking good care of Candy and Annie, sending lots of photos of the two children playing together.

Seeing the children safe, sound, and happy, Cecelia Archer felt a great sense of relief and quickly replied to Shane Grant.

She told him she had to stay for the post-disaster reconstruction and might not be back before the New Year.

She had expected Shane Grant to be displeased, but to her surprise, he was quite supportive.

"This incident is getting so much attention right now. All the media and netizens are waiting to see what happens next. Staying there to handle the aftermath is the right thing to do. If you just let it go, you’ll become a laughingstock. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of the kids. You just take care of yourself. Finish your work and come back soon. We’ll be waiting for you at home."

Shane Grant was just so gentle, so considerate, so magnanimous.

’Compared to him, and then looking at Damien Vaughn...’

Cecelia Archer couldn’t help but glance at Damien Vaughn, then, deeply moved, she replied to Shane with an "Okay."

Just as she was about to end the chat and check the online news reports and netizen reactions to the incident, Damien Vaughn opened his eyes.

"I know I’m handsome, but that doesn’t give you the right to sneak glances at me whenever you want. Please, control your eyes."

Cecelia Archer: "?!"

’Does he have a third eye or something? I only glanced at him for a second and he noticed?’

’And complimenting his own looks... when did he get so secretly narcissistic?’

Seeing her momentary embarrassment, Damien Vaughn closed his eyes again, satisfied.

"Your typing is too loud. It’s bothering me. I’ll give you two choices. One, put down your phone immediately and come to bed quietly. Two, take your phone and go play outside, and if you leave, don’t come back..."

Before he could finish, Cecelia Archer decisively chose the second option.

Cecelia Archer squeezed in with Grandma King for the night. The night passed without incident.

The next morning, after washing up, she went to the cafeteria to get breakfast for herself and Grandma King and ran into Damien Vaughn, who had also come to eat.

Cecelia Archer didn’t want to greet him and was about to pretend she hadn’t seen him and walk around him, but Damien Vaughn blocked her path.

"What are you having? Get me a plate, too."

After saying that, he walked straight to an empty table and sat down to wait.

Cecelia Archer: "..."

’This lord and master... He’s really too used to being the boss. Doesn’t he have hands of his own? He’s in a cafeteria and still expects someone to wait on him!’

Cecelia Archer got her and Grandma King’s breakfast to go, then deliberately ordered soy milk and a fried dough stick for Damien Vaughn and placed it in front of him.

Damien Vaughn’s eyebrows knitted together like caterpillars.

"This is the breakfast you got for me?"

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