Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
Don’t worry.”
Jeremy was till concerned. At that moment, the hospital staff and the attending physician rushed in and helped Xavier restrain Jeremy.
“Where’s i yse? I want to see her! Jeremy shot up from the bed and trembled in rage. He seemed extremely emotional
“Mr. Walsh, would you take a good rest for now? We can meet in Madam when you’re feeling better.
Just look at you now.
“I want to see her now. Right now!” For some reason, Jeremy was tensed up His head felt like it might explode at any morment, and his heart seemed ready to leap out of his chest.
Just as everyone was taken aback by his outburst, a melodious voice cut through the tension. “Jeremy
A hush fell over the room as Alyssa stood at the doorway with a stern expression, her beauty still shining through.
“M-Madam!” Xavier grinned at her as if he had run into a savior.
“Lyse!” Jeremy called out to her tenderly, but his trembling worsened. His head was heavily bandaged. He looked rather comical with his affectionate gaze.
She gave a faint smile and spoke coolly, “Please leave, all of you. The patient needs some rest.” Her tone. was professional.
“We’ll leave him to you, Ms. Alyssa,” the attending physician said respectfully and led the nurses out of the room.
Ever since Dr. Burton’s true identity had become known throughout the hospital, the usually arrogant medical staff showed Alyssa the utmost respect and admiration.
“Madam, I’ll leave Mr. Walsh in your good hands!” The sensible Xavier left the room and shut the door. after him.
Alyssa was glad to see Jeremy waking up. However, she was reluctant to show her jov. Instead, she put on a stoic look.
She reminded him, “Jeremy Walsh, you’d best avoid excessive movements after the brain surgery. If you don’t listen to me, you might end up an actual fool.”
She crossed her arms on her chest with a mocking expression on her face. “If that happened, I would be too embarrassed to admit I was an acquaintance of yours.”
Jeremy interrupted her words with his next action.
Jeremy rolled out of his bed and rushed over to Alyssa.
“You-” she began. He grasped her wrist and spun her around dizzyingly into a hug. She bumped her head against his chest.
“Lyse, I’m so glad you’re safe,” Jeremy mumbled repeatedly and rested his chin on her shoulder. He seemed to care more about her than himself even when he was injured.
Alyssa refrained from touching Jeremy. She protested, “You’re still injured. Don’t move around. Go back to your bed and rest now.”
“No,” he stubbornly refused, tightening his arms around her.
Widening her eyes, she sensed his fast-beating heart. Why? His body was warm and tense, his trembling suggesting something was wrong.
“Jeremy, you’re not quite yourself now. Please let go of me. You should-Mmph-” She was cut off when Jeremy sealed her lips with a kiss. His heart raced, and his breathing was ragged.
He inched closer to her while she strumbled backward until her back was pressed against the wall. Having nowhere to escape to, she was subjected to his aggressive kiss.
Jeremy closed his eyes and kissed her passionately, like an exhausted traveler who had come across an oasis. He forced her lips open, and their tongues intertwined.
Her body flushed as he pressed against her and kissed her. His breathing stabilized after a while, and the trembling faded. Even his uncontrollable desire was reigned in.
Still, he kissed her as forcefully and as deeply as before, and he would have continued doing so all day if not because she was out of breath.
After the kiss, they were sweaty and panting. Jeremy’s patient outfit was drenched and clung to his solid chest. He might as well not wear anything.
Even his pale lips became rosy. Was he trying to kiss his way back to recovery?
“You bastard! How dare you attack me right after you woke up?” she cursed him out harshly as she struggled to gather herself after the kiss.
He replied. “And I’ll only attack you.” After the kiss, he felt much refreshed. The bothering frustration no longer lingered.
His eyes deepened. He boldly pressed hirnself against her and lifted her chin as he remarked, “But it doesn’t hurt, does it?”
“Get lost! Get into your bed!” She looked away as her heart raced.
“I won’t.”
“Are you not even listening to me now?” she blurted out.
After a pause, he grinned and replied, “Of course, I’ll listen to you, but…” He swallowed hard and tickled her nose with a hot breath. “… only after I have enough of the kissing.”
Before she could react, he pinned her wrists against the wall. He showered her with aggressive kisses once again.
It was after dusk when Alyssa freed herself from Jeremy. She limped exhaudly to Abel’s office, sweaty and in a daze.
She and Jeremy did nothing more than kiss, but it somehow felt as though they had scored a home run.
After knocking, Alyssa entered the office. She greeted Abe
“Ms. Alyssa, you looked flushed. Are you feeling unwell?” he asked with concem.
“Ah, I’m fine,” she reassured him while silently cursing out Jeremy. She took a deep breath and touched her burning cheeks. “Are Jeremy’s CT scan results out yet?”
“Yes.” Abel retrieved the scan results from his drawer and handed it to her gravely. She scrutinized the results under the office lights, her expression turning troubled as her heart sank.
“Ms. Alyssa, you can tell what’s wrong, can’t you?” Abel looked worried. “But the surgery was a huge success. Only three doctors in the country have succeeded in performing this surgery sur
“Is this what you call a success?” she wondered, feeling frustrated. Her trembling hands lungs d by her body, ruffling the scan results.
She groaned, “In my opinion, the surgery was a failure because of the complications!”
The only thing she couldn’t bear was the taste of defeat, especially when it concerned … sper’s health.
Clutching her sleeve, she felt a pang of heartache.
Knowing that she was prideful, Abel comforted her, “It was a complicated surgery. I’m not surprised at the complications at all, so please do not blame yourself. Saving Mr. Walsh’s life is itself an achievement!”
“No wonder he was emotional when he saw me just now…” Her voice trailed off. She clenched her fists indignantly and inquired, “Is there any way to treat the complications?”
Abel sighed. “We can only suppress his symptoms with sedatives. That’s the best option for the time being. However, the patient could better manage the symptoms if he remains calm and emotionally stable.”
Emotionally stable? Did his emotions stabilize after kissing her?
She gritted her teeth and blushed in embarrassment. Treating someone as thick-skinned as Jeremy was no easy task.
At midnight, two scantily dressed women in thigh-split dresses were entertaining Jameson in a treeriou lounge at The Millenaturn, they mostly served him alcohol and kept him company.
Everyone at The Millennium knew that Jameson was a clean freak, so the escorts knew better than to get
Amidst the play of light and shadow, Jameson slumped on the couch and leaned back. His neckline breathtakingly graceful, like a work of art.
One of the escorts, who was too engrossed in watching him, accidentally spilled a few drops of wine on the tip of Jameson’s spotless shoes.
Her face drained of color as she apologized profusely to him, “M-Mr. Schmidt, I’m so sorry!”
He slowly opened his eyes without looking at her. “Clean it up.”
“Y-Yes!” Feeling relieved, she immediately knelt and shakily wiped his shoes clean with her dress.
“Now, get lost,” he instructed her irritatedly and massaged his forehead,
“Okay!” The woman retreated and stumbled out of the door.
“You leave too,” Jameson added.
The remaining escort fearfully scrambled to exit the lounge.
As soon as they left, Carl cautiously entered the lounge and informed Jameson, ‘Mr. Schmidt, Ms. Altman has arrived.”
Jameson’s eyes finally lit up in anticipation. He ordered, “Let her in.”
“Sure, Mr. Schmidt!” Then, Carl left the room. Soon, the silence was broken by the sound of clicking heels.