Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

Abraham Redington obviously didn’t expect the situation to be so awkward.

Although his eyes were clear, in reality, the high fever had slightly blurred his judgment.

When Molly Wellington helped him off the bed, and he felt her soft, gentle body, all his weight naturally leaned towards her.

He couldn’t help but encircle her in his arms.

Couldn’t help but hold her from behind.

Couldn’t help but hope the distance from the bed to the bathroom would be long enough, long enough for them to walk slowly.

When Molly Wellington helped him into the bathroom and he heard her telling him to undress, he subconsciously removed all his clothes.

And his body immediately reacted as her soft fragrance enveloped him while she supported him.

Leaning against the wall, watching Molly Wellington’s flushed face, bashfully turning away, Abraham felt the heat surging.

His eyes darkened slightly, trying to maintain a deep tone, his voice slightly hoarse as he said, "Bathing... of course, you need to take it all off."

After speaking, he dared not let his blue eyes fall on Molly Wellington’s face that was red as if it were dripping blood.

Abraham walked past her and stepped into the bathtub.

The warm water washed away all the sweat from his body and soothed the blood that was boiling inside him.

Molly Wellington turned her face to the side, waiting for the sound of water from the bathtub behind her. Clearly, Abraham had already sat in the bathtub before she slowly turned around.

The woman’s gaze only rested on Abraham’s broad shoulders, not daring to wander around.

"Sit still, don’t move around."

If Dr. Cooper hadn’t specifically instructed that the patient needed to be rinsed with warm water on the back, she wouldn’t have stayed a moment longer.

Molly Wellington stood up, found a soft towel from the side, held it in her right hand, put it in the water, and began to wipe Abraham’s back.

She wiped his back slowly over and over, but the more she wiped, the redder her face became.

This time the blushing was incredibly mysterious, clearly Abraham had listened to her and hadn’t moved an inch.

Molly Wellington certainly couldn’t see anything she shouldn’t, yet still, her face got even redder.

After a while, even Abraham noticed the change in her expression.

The man parted his thin lips, unable to resist asking, "Are you very hot?"

Molly Wellington looked slightly surprised but then seemed to understand why Abraham would ask such a question. She shook her head, "...Not hot."

"If you’re not hot, why is your face so red... Could it be that your illness hasn’t cleared up?" Abraham considered this possibility and suddenly reached out to touch Molly Wellington’s forehead.

"No." Molly Wellington was afraid of Abraham’s touch and instinctively leaned back to avoid him.

Seeing her reaction, Abraham’s deep almond-shaped eyes darkened further.

Molly Wellington felt her evasion was too obvious, bit her lip, and said, "I... I just... just thought, when I was sick and unconscious for days, did you take ’care’ of me like this?"

Dr. Cooper said this was an old method he taught Abraham.

And the so-called old method was to cool down physically through soaking in a bath.

Just thinking about how when she was unconscious, Abraham might have placed her in the bathtub like this and wiped her body with a towel, made her face involuntarily turn even redder.

"No." Abraham’s cool voice suddenly sounded, "I didn’t take care of you like this."

"Really?" Molly Wellington’s eyes slightly brightened upon hearing this, and she couldn’t help but look up at Abraham.

Abraham could see the obvious relief on her flushed face.

Apparently, hearing that he hadn’t wiped her body like this allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.

And such relief, in Abraham’s eyes, turned into deep discontent.

He slightly raised an eyebrow, his icy blue eyes carried a hint of depth: "Hmm... you were unconscious, so there’s no way you could bathe alone. So, we bathed together."

"..." After a slight daze, Molly Wellington’s face exploded in redness.

"You... Abraham, you seem quite well now, you can bathe yourself!"

Tossing the towel onto Abraham’s overly handsome face, Molly Wellington stormed out of the bathroom in a huff.

[Next Chapter around 19:40]