Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
Besides, he considered a minor head injury insignificant. Having been shot on the battlefield before, he was perplexed by his frailty and felt ashamed to display it in front of Alyssa.
He leaned against the headboard and listened to the sound of the running water in the bathroom. It had been a while since he had experienced such simple peace and happiness.
Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes as he grasped the bedsheet.
Jeremy recalled the many times during their marriage that he was irritated at Alyssa.
He felt she took too long in the shower. He found her skincare routine fussy. When she prepared a table full of food for him, he thought she wasted her time in the kitchen.
As these mundane memories of their marriage flashed before his eyes, they stung his heart.
The bathroom door creaked open. Alyssa appeared, her hair wrapped up in a white towel. She emerged from the condensation bare-faced, looking as lovely as ever.
Jeremy was captivated by her youthful and radiant face. He gulped and remarked, “You look even better without makeup
“That’s enough. You’ve said the same thing before. Don’t repeat yourself.” Alyssa shot back, holding the towel on her head as she sat on the couch with a gloomy expression.
She added, “Don’t force yourself to give compliments if you’re not good at it. “You look better without makeup? Obviously! I look gorgeous all the time!”
“Yes, you’re absolutely gorgeous,” he agreed, staring at her blankly. “I’ve always thought you were beautiful.
“Of course you do,” she dismissed him.
“I’ve found you beautiful since the day we got married,” he confessed sincerely.
“Do you even believe what you’re saying?” She smirked in disdain. “You wouldn’t have ignored me if you truly thought I was beautiful.”
Jeremy fell silent when he realized that anything he said would get him into trouble.
He made a decision to gradually win her heart back.
After all, she was like a coconut that was tough outside but soft within, wasn’t she?
Things would eventually get better, and they would reconcile one day.
She said, “I’m sleepy. You should sleep too.” She stretched like a cat and was about to lay on the couch when she heard a knock on the door
Xavier inquired from the outside, “Mr. Walsh, Madam, are you both heading to bed now?”
Alyssa frowned. Jeremy beat her to the response, saying. “No, come on in.”
She had never looked down on him, but she was scarred. Even though he was sincere, she couldn’t bring herself to get closer.
She had once loved him like a moth to a flame, but he had shattered her hopes, making it difficult to rekindle her passion for him.
“Lyse, I’ll freshen up a bit. Just wait for me,” he said, worried that she might avoid his room due to his smell. He tried to leave the bad.
She freed herself from his grip and replied, “Quit it. You shouldn’t be in contact with water. Keep stinking. I’ll wash up.”
Jeremy felt weak but was reluctant to show his vulnerability due to his male ego. He believed he should be protecting his woman.
Besides, he considered a minor head injury insignificant. Having been shot on the battlefield before, he was perplexed by his frailty and felt ashamed to display it in front of Alyssa.
He leaned against the headboard and listened to the sound of the running water in the bathroom. It had been a while since he had experienced such simple peace and happiness.
Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes as he grasped the bedsheet.
The winter wind howled outside. In contrast, Jeremy’s room was a tranquil and cozy haven,
His bed and Alyssa’s were next to each other. Despite the distance between the beds, he considered it as sharing a bed with her.
Xavier had slyly moved Alyssa’s bed closer to Jeremy’s, and it was too late for her to protest, as Xavier and the other movers had already left. She couldn’t move her bed on her own, and Jeremy was too feeble to be of any help.
She lay on the bed and closed her eyes, her breathing calm.
Meanwhile, Jeremy was in his own bed, taking in the scent that wafted from her hair. The scent tempted him, and even the mundane ceiling in his room seemed to have transformed into a starlit sky.
His palms were drenched, and his fingers shakily inched toward Alyssa.
Her voice suddenly rang in the silence. “Behave yourself.”
His fingers froze in the middle.
She threatened, “If you don’t, you’ll regret it.
Jeremy sweated profusely and managed a bitter smile.
After what felt like an eternity, he noticed that Alyssa had drifted asleep.
Swallowing hard, he took a deep breath and mustered all his courage to hold her hand.
He whispered, “Lyse, I love you, Good night,” before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Amid his light snoring, she quietly opened her eyes and curled her fist. Her heart was pounding wildly. She whispered back, “Good night, you scoundrel.”
After two days of looking after Jeremy, Alyssa took some time off to visit her home in Belbanks. She went back out of concern for Lyla. Besides, she needed to ask Mandy for any medication that could help manage Jeremy’s PTSD.
She might be Dr. Burton, but she wasn’t omnipotent.
*Taty, how’s Lyla doing?” Alyssa asked, worried. She hugged Tatiana, who teared up.
“Mom has been hiding away in her room and refused to meet anyone. She didn’t eat anything yesterday.
The door flung open, Sweating, Xavier and two bodyguards lifted a huge bed into the room. Due to its size, they spent a lot of effort to fit it through the door.
“Mr. Walsh, the bed you arranged for Madam is here!” Xavier gasped and wiped away his sweat.
“Good job. Set it down,” Jeremy acknowledged with a brief nod.
As someone raised in wealth, Alyssa recognized that Jeremy had purchased the same bed she had at her family home, which was worth a staggering 100 thousand dollars.
“Jeremy, what on earth is that?”
“You aren’t comfortable on the couch, and you refuse to share my bed. I had no choice but to get you a new one,” Jeremy replied matter-of-factly.
He didn’t want her to lose sleep due to discomfort. Meanwhile, Alyssa vented her frustration with Jeremy by punching the new bed, only to secretly marvel at its plushness.
Feeling sorry, Sean apologized, “I’m sorry, Ms. Alyssa, I didn’t take good care of Ms. Tatiana. I accept any punishment.”
“L-Lyse, don’t! Sean has been busy enough. He tried his best to look after me well, so please don’t punish him!” Tatiana pleaded with a pale face, worried that Sean might get into trouble because of her.
“Hmph. There’s no denying that he’s at fault. Sean, your punishment is to bring Taty out tonight and have the best dinner in Belbanks. You need to bring her to her favorite dessert place, too. Do not come home until it’s late at night. Got it?” Alyssa instructed him, looking stern.
Tatiana was taken aback by Alyssa’s orders. She mumbled, “L-Lyse…”
Sean’s heart skipped a beat as he stared at Tatiana through his tears. He said, “Ms. Tatiana, please bear with me tonight.”
Tatiana was, in fact, overjoyed at the private date with Sean, but she had some reservations.
“Taty, don’t worry about it. I’m at home to take care of everything. You deserve a break after your hard work. Stress is bad for health, so go have fun with Sean.”
After Alyssa sent Sean and Tatiana on their way, she met up with Mandy before checking on Lyla.
Mandy advised Alyssa, “You should refrain from seeing Lyla now. I can tell she’s badly shaken because she doesn’t even want to meet with Winston. She needs some alone time.”
Mandy looked glum when she recalled the events from that day.
Alyssa agreed, “I’ll talk to Lyla a little later.” She pressed her lips and sank into deep thoughts. Then, she said, “Mandy, I have a huge favor to ask you.”
“Dear child, what are you talking about? No favor is out of bounds!” Mandy grumbled and poked playfully at Alyssa’s cheek. “If you’re going to be awkward around me, you’d better not ask for my help in the first place.”
Alyssa grinned and rested her head on Mandy’s shoulder. “I’m sorry! I’ll get straight to the point then. I heard that you have a nephew working in Mosgravia as a neurologist. I also heard that he was the youngest student who got his doctorate at the Royal Medical College of Mosgravia.”
“Oh, you mean Julien?” Mandy frowned.
“Yes. I was talking about Julien Lovelace, or rather, Dr. Lovelace,” Alyssa confirmed. She blushed and pleaded, “Could you get him to Solana City? I need his help.”