His Coy Lover

The Winston Empire Group.

Randy knocked on the CEO’s office door.

“Charles.”

“Found it.”

Charles didn’t lift his head, asking in a low tone.

Randy approached, handing the sheets of paper he held to Charles.

“Yeah, set them down. I’ll take a look when I have time.”

Randy placed the papers on his right side so that he could pick them up when he was free.

Randy noticed the two small mice placed conspicuously.

“Don’t bother with my mice; they’re not for gifting.”

“… I can buy ten boxes if you want.”

“Well, then, go buy ten boxes. Can’t compare to my pair.”

“Do we have business dealings with the Lowells?” Charles asked in a low voice, not waiting for Randy’s response. He instructed, “Find some flaws, make the Lowells lose some money, and then release the news that the Lowells have offended the Winston Empire Group.”

“Alright.”

Curious but not asking, Randy unquestioningly followed his boss’s orders.

“That’s it.”

“I’ll get back to work then. How about going out together this weekend?”

“I can’t use both my legs, can’t join you. Make plans with them; I don’t want to affect your mood.”

Charles said this expressionlessly.

Randy noticed his tightened grip on the pen, knowing that he cared about his disability.

However, he refused to follow the doctor’s advice for rehabilitation.

The doctor said that if he persisted with rehabilitation, he could walk again like a normal person within one or two years.

“Charles.”

When Randy called his name, it was from a friend’s perspective.

“Listen to the doctor, do your rehabilitation properly. You have a chance to recover. Why not let yourself stand up again? Think about it, how long has it been since you went golfing, horseback riding, surfing, or mountain climbing with us?”

Charles remained silent, his thin lips tightly pursed.

“Now that you have a wife, someone waiting for you at home, you should consider not only yourself but also her. I believe she would love to go shopping hand in hand with you.”

Charles put down the pen and looked up at Randy.

After a while, he said, “Even in a wheelchair, I can accompany her shopping.”

“If you can walk, you can take care of her. But now, you rely on her for care. Charles, even though you haven’t told me who your wife is, by placing those two mice in such a prominent position, I can tell you value Zelda.”

“Since you care about her, you surely want to make her happy. But in your current state, you can’t take care of her; instead, she has to take care of you. Will she be happy?”

Charles’s face turned grim.

Zelda said she didn’t mind him being disabled, even if she had to be a widow for a lifetime, she would still be willing.

“Think about it carefully. I’ll get back to work now.”

Randy seized the opportunity and left.

After Randy left, Charles picked up the results of the investigation he had asked Randy to conduct.

It was about Burton and Zelda.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

After reading it, he tore the sheets of paper and threw them into the nearby trash can.

…

GOLDEN LAKE Villa area.

Elle parked her car at the entrance of a villa. She didn’t get out immediately, first looking around through the rearview mirror to ensure no other vehicles were present. Then, wearing a sun hat and sunglasses and carrying her Hermes bag, she pushed the car door open and got out.

Approaching the villa’s entrance, she turned her head to look around again before ringing the doorbell.

Soon, a maid came to answer the door.

“Elle.”

The maid recognized Elle at a glance. Her slightly chubby face was filled with a pleasing smile. “Elle, do you want to drive in?”

“No, I’ll be leaving soon.”

“Alright, I’ll go in first.”

This was Burton’s villa and their secret meeting place.

Elle entered alone.

Inside, she didn’t see Burton immediately. Elle hesitated for a moment and then headed upstairs.

Soon, she arrived at the room located to the east and knocked on the door.

“Burton, I’m here.”

Burton didn’t respond.

Elle felt a bit suspicious and knocked on the door again.

The door suddenly opened, and a hand reached out from inside, pulling her in. She was pressed against the door, and her lips were captured.

After a passionate kiss, Burton’s fingers greedily touched her face. His voice was hoarse, “Elle, I love you.”

Elle looked up at him. After a kiss, she was now graceful, with seductive eyes. She leaned softly against Burton’s chest, causing him to lower his head again to kiss her. However, she covered his mouth with her hand.

“Burton, I love you too.”

“Do you really love me?”

Elle’s eyes were full of tenderness. “Do you want me to dig out my heart and show it to you?”

Burton pulled down her hand covering his mouth, quickly kissing her lips and complaining, “Elle, you asked me to marry Zelda. God knows how hard it is for me to act.”

“Aren’t you enjoying it? Zelda is currently distant and indifferent to you, and you’re not used to it.”

“I’m also acting for your adoptive parents.”

Elle didn’t want to discuss these things with him. She asked, “Where are you injured? Let me see.”

Burton let her go.

“Hands and feet are all claw marks. Winston’s wolves are too fierce. Although they didn’t bite me much, when tearing at my clothes, they left scratches on my hands and feet. There are also a few on my neck, fortunately not too obvious, or I wouldn’t dare to see people.”

Burton also touched his face. “If they scratched my face, I guarantee I would have slaughtered them and stewed them.”

He was very satisfied with his looks.

Elle checked his injuries.

Looking at them, she said with heartache, “What’s wrong with Winston’s dogs? They injured you so badly.”

“It’s Zelda!”

Burton remembered the scene when he was chased and torn by the wolves. Zelda watched him being chased and torn, neither saving him nor asking someone to help pull the wolves away. If Winston’s people hadn’t come out, he might have been scared to death.

It was too terrifying!