After lounging in the hospital for two days, her belief that the rumors were false strengthened.
People were saying Cedrick and Gwendolyn were the model couple of Salinsburgh, looking perfect and sweet from every camera angle. It seems to me that they’re probably putting up a front. Cedrick doesn’t seem to feel any lust toward Gwendolyn despite her beauty. Every time he came to the hospital, all he ever did was chat with me. Meanwhile, the guards got to enjoy meals from a five-star hotel. He was so gentle with me, but beneath his soft words hinted at a sliver of estrangement as though the couple weren’t as close as they seemed. I’ve been here a few days but don’t see Cedrick buying me a new phone. He merely assigned more guards to watch over me and forbade me from going anywhere. I haven’t heard anything from Boss either, so I don’t have any of the latest intel.
The woman sighed as she studied her face in the small mirror on the table. A few minutes later, she began spacing out with her chin resting on her palms.
A grim expression marred her pretty face when she thought of her superior’s command for her mission.
“What are you thinking?”
A deep yet gentle male voice sounded from the bedside, startling her.
She turned around, saw Cedrick’s handsome face, and instantly steadied herself.
“H-Hubby, why didn’t you make a sound when you came in?”
Cedrick’s intense gaze lingered on her face as if he was seeing someone else through her.
He then averted his gaze when he saw the confusion in her eyes. “You were lost in thought, Gwenny, so you didn’t notice me entering,” he calmly explained.
The corners of her lips curled into a sweet smile. “I was just thinking about you, and you appeared.”
Cedrick remained seated by the bed, his demeanor still somewhat indifferent as he listened to her speak. “I should be able to be discharged today, right, Hubby? I haven’t seen Benny and Zendy for a week now. I’m anxious and want to see them as soon as possible.”
For the past two days, the doctor has been examining me and keeping me here by insisting I have high blood glucose, optic neuropathy, or low blood pressure. I’m bored out of my brain, staying in the narrow confines of this room!
Cedrick chuckled softly. “Well, I’m actually here to talk about getting you discharged. I’ve spoken to the doctor, and he said your condition has stabilized. You can leave the hospital today.”
“Really? That’s great!”
Ecstatic at the news, the woman quickly got out of bed and began to pack her belongings.
However, there wasn’t much for her to pack, considering she was kidnapped in the first place, and Cedrick didn’t have many items for her after rescuing her.
Cedrick tucked his hand in the pockets of his suit pants and walked out of the room, leaving her to pack up.
Five minutes later, she came out of the room with only a small bag, which contained all the toiletries she had from the past few days.
The officers standing by the door were observant and kindly assisted her with her bags.
As she looked around the inpatient department hallway, Cedrick was nowhere to be seen. “Where’s my husband?” the woman asked.
“Mr. Jenson went to the smoking room.”
“Okay, then bring my things downstairs, and get me a strawberry mousse from the five-star hotel next door. I want to eat it on the way back.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With a haughty demeanor, the woman spoke as if they were her subordinates before whirling around and striding confidently toward the smoking room, in search of Cedrick.
“Yes, ma’am.”
With a haughty demeanor, the woman spoke as if they were her subordinates before whirling around and striding confidently toward the smoking room, in search of Cedrick.
The smoking room’s glass door allowed her to see Cedrick smoking by the window when she stood in the doorway.
He had taken off his blazer and was wearing only a white, silky shirt. With his sleeves rolled up, his toned arms and bulging veins were on display.
As he blew a smoke ring, the screen of smoke obscured the melancholy and coldness in his eyes. The sharp angles of his jaw added to his regal presence, and his every movement exuded sensuality. His perfect waistline and frame completed the captivating image he presented.
This man is too tempting.
“Gwendolyn” stood on the other side of the door, admiring him for a while. His charms were irresistible, and she couldn’t help but succumb to them.
Her conviction strengthened as she arched her brow and smiled wickedly. “It’s a shame not to enjoy such a perfect man. But once we get home, I’ll do everything I can to take you down.”
The real Gwendolyn can’t come back anymore, so I might as well take her place and become her.
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