Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

When Scarlett woke up, it was eight o’clock in the morning. She rolled around in bed for a few moments before sitting up. Her head felt heavy.

“You’re awake!” Francis said as he walked into the bedroom from the balcony. He smiled at her. “I thought you’d be out for hours. Aren’t you jetlagged? How long was the flight from Lisbon to Irving anyway? And didn’t you have a stopover in Dallas?”

Scarlett rested her head on Francis’s shoulder and said, “Well, I wanted to go to bed early last night. No thanks to you, we ended up staying up so late! I barely got enough sleep. You’re exhausting me, Francis!”

“Oh? Am I? I’m so sorry, Scarlett.” Francis teased. He kissed her neck and tousled her hair.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

While Francis went to work the next day, Scarlett had decided to take a day off. She had been working hard, traveling frequently, and missing out on crucial time with her children. She decided to drive the kids to work.

“Goodbye, Mommy!” Carlos said as he stood at the school gate with his two sisters and waved at his mother happily.

Scarlett walked over and gave them a kiss one by one and said, “My babies, have a wonderful day! Don’t forget to have fun, okay?”

Shannon and Brittany squealed, “Yes, Mommy!”

Carlos said calmly, “Mommy, see you after school. And be careful when you drive.”

Scarlett went back in the car and answered a phone call.

Half an hour later, she dialed Francis and said, “Francis, I have good news to tell you. I think you’re going to be really happy to hear what I have to say. I’ll come to see you later. At the office, alright? Probably around 9 am. I gotta run home and change, and then I’ll be there.”

Francis waited for her at the office all morning, but she was late. She said she would arrive around 9 am but didn’t show up till the lunch hour. She was wearing new clothes, carrying a new handbag, and wearing a pair of Gucci sunglasses.

Francis leaned against the table and stretched his long legs. He looked her up and down and said, “Glad you see you’re taking the time to spoil yourself, Scarlett. Are those gifts for yourself?”

Scarlett put down her handbag and sat straight in his chair. She crossed her legs and took her sunglasses off.

“Starting from next week, I’m going to take over all the translation work that needs to be done at the consulate in the United States. So that means I won’t need to be flying around as much for work.” She smiled brightly.

Francis placed his hands on the table and looked straight at her. With no expression on his face, he said, “Well, I guess I thought you were going to tell me that you’re pregnant and we’re about to welcome a fourth child into this world in nine months.”

Scarlett stopped her smiling and said, “Francis, can you stop being ridiculous for a second? I told you I’m done having kids, I don’t think I can handle having more!”

“You said that I would be happy to hear your news! That’s the kind of news that would make me happiest, don’t you know that?” Francis retorted. He wasn’t one to mince his words.

Scarlett just snorted and said, “I’m young and have many strengths, but you don’t know how to appreciate them.”

“Young? Are you kidding me?” he said.

Scarlett shook her head and said, “Everyone thinks I’m about twenty years old. No older than that.”

Francis said sincerely, “You are the mother of three kids. You seem to keep forgetting that, Scarlett.”

“Francis, I remember that’s not the attitude you had when you were pursuing me. Where are the sweet nothings, the constant praises of my talents?”

“Oh? Are you sure that I pursued you?” he smiled.

Scarlett was speechless; she said nothing.

Francis looked at her affectionately as if he wanted to look right into her heart. All of a sudden, he told Scarlett one thing that she had managed to forget a very long time ago.

“Thirteen years ago, the girl I saved is you, right?” he said firmly.

“You once saved me?” Scarlett said doubtfully. “What are you talking about anyway?”

Francis bent down and whispered in her ear, “When you hear the name of Mr. Sandler, doesn’t it sound familiar to you?”

Scarlett was shocked and instantly stood up.

Scarlett took a look at the surface of the table and saw a document on it; in the upper right corner was a black and white image of her from twelve years ago. It was the record of her being released from the police station and a certificate of merit underneath it.

“I can explain that…”

“I don’t need your explanations. Frankly, I don’t want to hear them. You just need to be clear about one thing.” He shook his head.

“What’s that?” she looked at him in doubt.

“Whether it was thirteen years ago when you came forward and said you were my girl, or ten years ago when you fell in my arms, or when you kissed me at that party… Scarlett, you are the one who takes the initiative between us,” he said as he lowered his head to kiss her on her tender lips.

“You’re the one who chooses to waltz into my world over and over again, even once I’ve decided to let you go.” He continued.

When Scarlett heard that, she suddenly realized what Francis was insinuating. She looked up at him and gripped his neck, and said,

“So you were mad when I said that we met each other because of Chuck?”

“Of course, because I knew you first! You can’t get this wrong,” he asserted.

Scarlett closed her eyes and couldn’t believe that Francis could be so jealous and insecure all the time. She clenched her fist and thought no one could ever be as jealous as him.

As the sun shone through the window and summer flowers were in full bloom, there was a man and a woman confronting each other inside a glassy office. They couldn’t settle these scores even in the span of a lifetime.

Author’s Note:

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