Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

“You are so stupid! Why do you forgive people so easily?” He said.

“Hey, I’m just being kind!” She said as she angrily chased Chuck after giving him three flicks on his forehead in succession.

“What’s going on?” An angry voice interrupted from behind.

It was Francis. When Francis was done with his business partners, he turned around and saw Scarlett and Skyler chasing each other, so he was not happy. As everyone knew, Francis was very jealous of the other men who had a good relationship with Scarlett, especially Chuck. What did Chuck have that he didn’t? He didn’t know how to deal with his emotions and feeling jealousy in a positive way.

Scarlett and Skyler turned around to find Francis standing behind them.

“It’s time to go home, Scarlett! And Chuck, you can get on with your business.” He said seriously, kind of angry.

“Okay! I’d better go now!” Chuck nodded at Francis and hurried to leave.

Scarlett took Francis’s arm and looked around for Skyler and Carlos. When she failed, she just asked, “Where are they?”

“I let the driver take them home first,” Francis answered as he took her to walk outside.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Why?” Scarlett asked.

“We need to talk!” He said.

“What about?” Scarlett inquired, beginning to feel anxious.

“We just need to talk, okay?” Francis said, his voice becoming gruff.

As she saw his serious face, Scarlett was afraid that Francis got her and Chuck wrong, so she instantly explained, “Don’t get me wrong! I have nothing to do with Chuck.”

When he heard that, he stopped and turned his head back to her and said, “If I really suspect that you have something to do with Chuck, do you think I can just let him go?”

***

Later, Francis asked Scarlett an earnest question.

“If David Morris died right this moment, would you feel sad and regretful? Or not?”

“I don’t know… I mean, I would be sad. But I wouldn’t regret anything. I don’t think I did anything wrong.” She answered calmly.

“Scarlett, I really don’t understand what kind of person you are right now. I remember how you asked me for help when you wanted to bail Old Jim out of prison. That made me think that you’re the type of person who values emotions and human connection over reason and rationality… but why can’t you forgive your own father?”

Scarlett punched his chest and said angrily, “How can you compare Old Jim to him? Old Jim is my friend, and he helped us in the most difficult of times. And as for David, he gave me life, but then he abandoned us. He never came back. He never extended a helping hand.”

“Then who will walk you down the aisle on the day of our wedding?” Francis asked.

“How about Chuck? Can’t he?” Scarlett asked.

“He is my nephew. Don’t you think that’s a little inappropriate?” he said.

“How about Skyler? I think it would be great if Skyler could walk me down the aisle. Because he is my brother!” Scarlett beamed.

Meanwhile, David Morris was as oblivious as ever.

In the world, there are certain people who never get real with themselves. They never truly realize that people don’t like them– or even hate them so much that they never want to see them again.

David Morris was one of these people.

Over the weekend, David took Jennifer, Caroline, and his youngest son, Jeremy Morris, to go visit Francis and Scarlett– without their invitation. If Francis hadn’t been by Scarlett’s side doing everything he could to keep her calm, Scarlett probably would have slammed the door right in their faces.

“I learned that you and Scarlett are going to be having your wedding ceremony soo, so we are coming here to ask if there is anything we can do for you,” Jennifer said with a sickly sweet smile on her face. She was behaving as if she were a benevolent elder sister to Scarlett for some reason. Meanwhile, Caroline just stared at Francis without blinking. There was a deep sadness in her eyes. Jeremy, on the other hand, was still young and launched himself onto the sofa. He was focused on playing games on his mobile after he finished strolling around the perimeter of the villa with his hands in his pocket.

“Scarlett and I have registered for the marriage license already, and I’m going to plan the wedding myself, so you don’t need to worry about anything,” Francis said as politely as he could manage.

As hot tea was being served at the table, Caroline absentmindedly reached for a cup and accidentally spilled the contents all over her dress. Since the tea was hot, Caroline got scalded. The hot liquid reached her skin right through the material of her skirt.

Instantly, Jennifer took a napkin to wipe the tea away for her and frowned, “Why are you so clumsy? What’s wrong with you? What’s on your mind?”

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t see that coming!” She looked at Francis in embarrassment. She was deeply regretful that she had come across as such a klutz to him.

“You should go get cleaned up. Run some cold water over your skin and apply a bit of cream.” David said.

Francis made eye contact with Shirley, and she instantly came up and said respectfully, “Please, ma’am, this way. Let me help you.”

“Oh… okay… thank you! I appreciate your help.” Caroline gave Francis a sad look.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor, Scarlett leaned against the handrail and saw what had happened downstairs,

“When we were suffering and starving, why didn’t he come? He never cared about us then, so why now? It’s obvious he just wants to take advantage of our wealth and privilege now.” Scarlett said angrily, trying to keep her voice barely above a whisper.

Skyler stood next to her; he was strong and tall. “Haven’t we stopped expecting that from him and the rest of his family? Scarlett, we already know that type of person he is. He’s probably capable of treating any given person on this earth better than he treated us. It’s useless. It’s useless to even agonize over it.”