Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 125 Will You Marry Me 

"Let me go inside and meet Rupert," Annabel said eagerly.

"But Finley has instructed us that no one is allowed to enter the room without his permission," one of the bodyguards replied with an embarrassed expression.

The bodyguards knew that Annabel was Rupert's fiancee, but since Finley had given them an order, they could only do their duty and stop Annabel at the door.

After pondering for a while, Annabel took out her phone and called Finley.

Finley heard his phone ring and looked at the screen.

He saw that Annabel was calling and pressed the speaker button.

"Miss Hewitt, what can I do for you?" he asked.

Annabel's anxious and concerned voice filtered out from the phone's speaker as she asked, "Is Rupert awake?"

"No," Finley said lightly as he looked at Rupert, who was leisurely lounging in the bed.He hadn't woken up? Annabel bit her lower lip in disappointment and said,"I'm very worried about him.Can I come inside and see him?"

Her voice clearly reached Rupert's ear and he didn't miss a word.His sexy lips automatically curved up into an enigmatic smile.She cared about him.

Finley looked at Rupert for direction.

Noting his slight nod, Finley said, "Please wait a moment."

Finley opened the room's door and spotted Annabel standing just outside.

"Come in, please." He smiled.

"Miss Hewitt can enter and leave the ward freely from now on," Finley told the bodyguards.

"Is Rupert okay?"

Annabel's gaze instantly focused on the man lying in the bed, who looked gorgeous even when he was "unconscious."

Rupert's eyes remained closed as he heard Annabel's caring voice. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The softest part of his heart seemed to be scratched by a feather.

"His condition is quite stable," Finley said, pursing his lips.

"I heard him talking just now." Annabel's attention remained fixed on Rupert.She seemed to have heard his voice just now.

"You heard me talking on the phone," Finley replied with a shake of his head.

"I see." Annabel looked disappointed.

Finley looked at Annabel, then at Rupert.

"Since you're here with him, I'll leave now.If you require anything, you can ask the bodyguards at the door.They are all Mr.Benton's confidants."

Since Annabel was here, it was wiser for him to leave.

"Thank you." Annabel smiled at him.

Finley turned around, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

Was Rupert pretending to be unconscious just to flush out the manipulator? Finley didn't think so.

He guessed Rupert wanted to see Annabel care about him.

Taking a seat at the head of the bed, Annabel silently studied the man lying in it, feeling melancholic.

She was tired and finally gave in to her exhaustion.

She fell asleep at the head of the bed.

The room was very quiet, faint breathing the only audible sound.

The unconscious man slowly peeled his eyes open.

When his cool eyes fell on the sleeping woman, his face softened a little and he smiled faintly.

He stood up gently and used a thin blanket to cover Annabel.

In her sleep, she mumbled, "Rupert, you will be fine."

Warmth coursed through Rupert's veins, and his tender eyes fell on Annabels face.

Her delicate face looked tired, and her thin lips had no color.

These past few days must have exhausted her.

Leaning down slightly, Rupert planted a soft kiss on her smooth forehead and said, "Everything will soon be over."

The next morning, sunshine streamed in through the glass window and fell on Annabel's face.She woke up after a while.She was surprised to notice that a blanket covered her.She recalled that she had fallen asleep from fatigue last night.

Why did she have a blanket over her? Had Rupert covered her with it? Did he regain consciousness? With anticipation and excitement, Annabel turned her attention to the bed.

But Rupert remained unconscious with his eyes closed.

Annabel's spirits plunged.

Every memory she had of Rupert flashed through her mind.He protected her, cared about her, and saved her.

Several thoughts were running through her mind.

"Rupert, you have to be fine.Wake up quickly.If you wake up, I'm willing to do anything for you."

Tears welled up in Annabel's eyes.

"Are you truly willing to do anything for me? Are you willing to marry me?"

A familiar clear voice reached her ears just as she got lost in her sorrowful thoughts.

Rupert! It was Rupert's voice! Annabel couldn't stop the ecstasy that lit her up.She looked at the bed and saw that the comatose patient suddenly opened his eyes.

"Rupert, are you awake?"

A bright smile split Annabel's face.

Relief finally coursed through her at this moment.

Rupert was awake! He had finally woken up! This was great! Rupert grinned and raised his eyebrows.

"Does what you said just now still count?"

"What I just said?"

Annabel was nonplussed for a moment, and then her words came back to her.

Gazing into Rupert's smiling eyes, Annabel was suddenly struck with something.She shot him an angry glare and pounded his chest with her fists.

"Rupert, you were pretending!"

Rupert grabbed Annabel's hands and pressed one of them against his chest.

"Annabel, can you feel my heart beating for you?"

When Annabel's hand made contact with his powerful muscles, her face turned beet-red.

This man was so flirtatious! Inhaling a deep breath to get her emotions under control, she looked at him coldly and asked, "Rupert, why were you pretending to be unconscious?"

"You can take a guess," Rupert said.

After considering it for a few moments, Annabel replied, "I think you've already figured out the person who planned the explosion, haven't you?"

Rupert nodded and said, "I suspect Judson, but I don't have any evidence."

"So, you pretended to be unconscious to lure Judson into thinking that his plan succeeded.You want him to make his next move and reveal his true intention." Rupert didn't reply.

Instead, he gazed at her intensely and asked, "Is what you said true?"