Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

“So, what do you think we should do? Do you have any ideas?” Scarlett asked in a whisper. She was worried that Francis would overhear the conversation, so she had run into the bathroom and was speaking as quietly as she could to avoid getting found out.

“We gotta use our wisdom to defeat them!”

Scarlett knew that Eve was in the same boat as she was, but Eve was hardly thinking straight right then. Scarlett disconnected the call and sauntered out of the bathroom. What awaited her was, of course, Francis’s cold shoulder.

Fortunately, she was a little busier than Eve; at least she had her studies to stop focusing on Francis’s issues.

That same day, all kinds of people came by the hospital to see Francis. As his wife, Scarlett had to entertain them warmly and politely; she tried to pretend that they were a lovely couple in front of others despite the truth of their divorce.

However, no matter how hard she tried to pretend, Francis still had the same cold look on his face. To avoid awkwardness, Scarlett just smiled at them and hugged her son close to her. Although things seemed a little bit strange, nobody really questioned the strength and integrity of Francis and Scarlett’s relationship. After all, everyone knew about Francis’s seriousness in all matters, especially on the issues related to the family.

Until night fell, Scarlett was forced to entertain visitors of all kinds. Once she had seen off the very last visitor of the day, Scarlett realized that she was exhausted. Tiredness had seeped into every nook and cranny of her delicate body. She threw herself on the couch in a huff and realized that acting was far more exhausting a vocation than she had previously thought.

“I don’t need you to do that! It’s too hypocritical!” Francis snorted.

When she heard that, Scarlett was pissed off and instantly stood up and said, “Don’t be so ungrateful! I’m doing this for you!”

“I didn’t ask you to do any of this, did I?” he said calmly as he looked at her. His words cut into Scarlett like a butcher’s knife slicing into warm butter.

Now Scarlett felt deeply angry. She clenched her fist and sat down angrily, and turned her head to look outside of the window. She decided not to talk to him anymore.

On the other hand, Francis seemed to feel just fine. He ordered a fancy dinner from the nearby hotel and seemed to be enjoying himself thoroughly even though he was in bed with an injured leg. Even though she was faced with so much delicious food on the table, Scarlett had no appetite whatsoever.

“Come over and eat something!” Francis hollered at her.

Scarlett rolled her eyes and just ignored him. What did he want from her anyway?

“Madam, please eat something. You seem to have lost weight recently. Aren’t you hungry? You’ve been entertaining guests all day.” Grace said kindly.

Scarlett forced a smile on her face, and then she saw Francis eating his dinner in bed. Because of Grace’s kind consideration, Scarlett decided she should give the food a try at least. She took a piece of fish and put it into her mouth gingerly. However, as soon as the piece of fish touched the tip of her tongue, Scarlett felt sick to her stomach. She ran out to the bathroom and puked.

Seeing Scarlett bolt like that, Francis grew concerned. He raised his head to see what was going on. Carlos, who had been merrily poking and prodding at the food on his plate, put his fork down in astonishment. He, too, was confused by what was transpiring before him.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

In the bathroom, Scarlett was having a hard time curbing her gag reflex. She threw up over and over. The sight of vomit floating around in the toilet bowl disgusted her to no end, so she flushed it away as fast as she could. Yet, the smell festered on.

As she was about to walk out of the bathroom, a thought flashed across Scarlett’s mind. She started counting out the days on her fingers nervously. Certain she had missed something, she took her phone out and checked the app she had downloaded a few months ago to track her menstrual cycle. That’s when Scarlett realized that her period was very late indeed…

When Scarlett realized that she was probably pregnant, she was stunned. She touched her belly carefully with her hand and wondered how she could have been so forgetful. Now, she had a life growing inside of her.

Meanwhile, Francis had already called the doctor to come and investigate what was going on with Scarlett’s health. His fingers couldn’t help but tremble slightly. He stared in the direction of the bathroom as if he was awaiting the results of an extremely important trial. What was about to happen? Was Scarlett pregnant, just as he suspected?

Scarlett walked out of the washroom weakly and took a look at Francis on the bed; after that, she walked toward the couch and didn’t notice Francis shaking.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked as he tried to suppress the tremor in his voice.

Scarlett closed her eyes and said, “I’m just… I’m just not feeling too well. I think it’s because I’ve been on my feet all day… I want to go to bed. I think some rest would be good for me.”

Francis nodded his head and said, “Go ahead.”

Scarlett thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep because her mind was one big mess, but it was quiet in the room and just the right temperature, so she fell asleep quite easily.

When Scarlett woke up, thousands of lights were on the outside. She stared a while blankly and got up from the couch, and then she found there was a thin blanket laid on top of her.

Meanwhile, the light inside the room was still turned off, so it was fairly dark. Despite that, she felt a pair of eyes on her. She took her phone out and saw that it was 8.

She walked toward the bed and lifted up the quilt, and lay down next to Francis.

“It’s very uncomfortable to sleep on the couch!” she said as she closed her eyes.