She is a CEO by George Chapman novel Chapter 455

Getting out of bed, Lucia didn't dare to wash up, but quickly found her long dress and put it on. Then she gently gathered her hair, and when she was done, she squatted down to Arthur's side.

Gently lying on the edge of the bed, Lucia was fascinated looking at the peaceful Arthur, and even saw a light smile on his lips. Lucia's heart ached.

Arthur had always been a light sleeper, and now that he was able to sleep so soundly, it was clear how badly he usually slept. Lucia knew it was because she was in his arms that he was able to sleep at ease.

Deep in the midst of the ruse, Lucia was more and more aware of Arthur's undying devotion to herself, but unfortunately, there was nothing she can do about it now.

With a long, heartfelt sigh, Lucia leaned over and kissed Arthur on the forehead, soothing him with a dreamy, soft voice.

"Arthur ... sleep well ..."

Even though with reluctance, Lucia still quickly left the hotel, and after thinking about it, she decided to let Spencer think she fainted on the beach, so there was just a scene.

It seemed that Spencer was convinced. Lucia was relieved and can not help but think of Arthur. She wondered if he was now awake. After waking up, he would find her gone. How would he feel about what happened last night?

Last night, Lucia was able to relish the warmth she had been missing for so long. She missed Arthur so much. Although the drug was affecting her behavior to some extent, Lucia was responding to Arthur with her whole heart.

Thinking of last night's lingering scene, Lucia's face gradually swooned, and there was a light smile on her lips. The Miami beach, as far as her eye could see, seemed to have become even more beautiful.

Just as Lucia was thinking about Arthur, Arthur was thinking about her.

Arthur did wake up after Lucia had left. When he opened his eyes, there was no one around him, but Arthur knew that Lucia had really come and buried his face on the pillow she had slept on. He could still vaguely smell the fragrance from her hair.

He was not surprised that Lucia would go quietly, but he was relieved that she would be able to leave on her own.

Arthur sat up and stretched. His body and mind felt comfortable. He hadn't slept so well for a long time. Lucia was like a sleeping aid to him. With her around, the entire night would become quiet and tranquil.

Unable to ascertain what had happened last night, Arthur was concerned only with the fact that he had saved her, and the warmth of the night. When he had washed up and packed his bags to say goodbye to Lola, Lola noticed the change in him at once.

"Arthur, you seem happy," Lola asked uncertainly, for he had been unhappy when they parted yesterday.

"Yes." Arthur didn't deny it, and the smile on his lips never stopped.

"Did anything good happen during the walk?" Lola asked. She just wanted to know why, who, and what made him feel better.

"Last night, I saved a cat." Arthur's eyes softened when he said "cat." His Lucia was like a cat.

Lola looked at the tenderness between Arthur's eyes, and she was upset. Was it really a cat? She suspected, but knew not to ask again.

After lunch, Arthur said goodbye to Lola and returned to New York alone. He had some things to say to Esame.