Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

The window of the room is only a little open, there is a slight lack of air circulation, but the open door is much better.

Abbott Benson is still feverish, and Helen Benson is afraid to open the windows too wide, as the wind blowing outside is already cool.

When Cecilia Glendon walked in, she saw a man lying on the bed, his back to her, his face unreadable.

“Are you asleep?” Cecilia Glendon lowered her voice and asked softly.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

It’s not clear who is being asked.

Helen Benson hesitated for a moment, and seeing that the person on the bed did not move, took the initiative and said, “Sister Cecilia Glendon, you sit down for a while, I will make you coffee.”

“Good.” Cecilia Glendon nodded.

Helen Benson then walked out, closing the door to the room on the way out, leaving the room alone for the two of them.

When the room was quiet, Cecilia Glendon slowly walked over to the bed and sat down in the chair.

She didn’t say anything and just kept staring quietly at Abbott Benson’s back.

His breathing was a little heavy, probably because he had a cold and was not very smooth.

I don’t know how long it took, but the man lying on the bed finally made a sound: “What are you doing here?”

The sound is just as Cecilia Glendon imagined it would be, with a slight lack of mid-air.

“Came to see you.” Cecilia Glendon said softly, “Is everything okay?”

Abbott Benson grunted out from between his nostrils, “Not dead yet.”

Cecilia Glendon wrinkled her brow, “Helen Benson said you were badly burned, why didn’t you go to the hospital?”

“If you don’t want to go, you don’t want to go, so why?” Abbott Benson said sullenly.

Cecilia Glendon stared at him for a moment and said, “Are you going to keep talking with your back to me like that?”

After a long time, the person on the bed still moved and slowly rolled over to sit up.

But it is two days without seeing, Cecilia Glendon always have a feeling that he has lost weight, because of the fever, his face is very red, his eyes slightly stagnant, not much spirit, just look at her salty: “finished watching, go back early.”

“If the fever doesn’t go away again tomorrow, go to the hospital.” Cecilia Glendon said.

She did not ask Abbott Benson’s opinion, but simply made a decision and informed him.

When Abbott Benson heard this, he laughed instead of being angry, with a slight sneer in that smile: “Who are you to me? What right do you have to control me?”

“You helped me.” Cecilia Glendon was silent for a moment and said faintly.

“So now it’s time to pay it back?” Abbott Benson sneered, “I told you, I don’t need you to pay back what I helped you with, I don’t care.”

“That’s your business.” Cecilia Glendon wasn’t angry, her face remained calm, “I’ll go back to Greenwich when you’re better.”

Abbott Benson said, “No need for you to meddle, better go back early.”

Cecilia Glendon ignored him and just pretended she didn’t hear his asshole remark, fished out her phone and sent a text message of condolence to Debby White.

Debby White has also been back for a day and wonders how her mother’s health is doing.

After texting out Debby White didn’t reply, Cecilia Glendon waited for a while then put her phone back in her pocket and her eyes fell on Abbott Benson’s face again.

It was only after this look that I realized his eyes were starting to droop to close down, but then he tried very hard to open them to stay awake.

It’s just that in the end, he is not feeling well and it’s useless for him to try any harder.

Cecilia Glendon sighed inwardly, then got up and walked over to the bed, pressed one hand on his shoulder, and said softly, “Go to sleep.”

Perhaps her voice was too seductive, or perhaps Abbott Benson’s brain was confused by the fever, but after he heard Cecilia Glendon’s words, he obediently fell into bed.

Cecilia Glendon pulled the quilt towards him, covering him tightly, and pressed the corners again before straightening up and preparing to leave.

But only after taking a step, she felt her left hand being held by a hot hand again.

That hand was hot, so hot that Cecilia Glendon felt like her fingers were about to fall off.

She lowered her head in surprise and looked at the hand that was gripping her wrist.

If Abbott Benson’s eyes weren ‘t still closed, she’d almost think he wasn’t sleeping at all.

Cecilia Glendon reached out and tried to peel his hand away from her wrist, but Abbott Benson, though asleep, was still frighteningly strong and held it tightly, not giving Cecilia Glendon a chance to break free.

Having no choice but to sit down again, Cecilia Glendon leaned forward slightly and placed her hands on the side of the bed so that he could grasp them.

After feeling Cecilia Glendon stop struggling, the man who had furrowed his brow in his sleep relaxed his brow slightly, as if he was satisfied.

Cecilia Glendon looked at his sleeping face and a touch of heartache passed through her heart.

Abbott Benson is so sick that he doesn’t want to go to the hospital, probably still related to his parents’ affairs.

He fell ill this time, perhaps in part because of the water and soil, but more, or he was too tired.

Duke is such a big company, all by himself to direct up and down, where busy.

She has seen many times that he is not away from his computer even when he is sick or injured.

In fact, Abbott Benson… his heart is quite insecure, right?

…

Abbott Benson slept extraordinarily well and was not as uncomfortable as the night before.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, it was just dawn outside and the rain seemed to be a lot less heavy than it was yesterday.

He lifted the covers and got out of bed, sweaty and sticky.

I don’t know if it’s sweating from last night’s coverage, but I don’t feel dizzy at this moment.

Abbott Benson raised his hand to feel his forehead, it seems that the fever has also gone down, not as hot as yesterday.

He stood inside the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, still flushed, but with a touch more spirit, and couldn’t help but smile.

Looks like Cecilia Glendon came at the right time. … actually made him start to get better.

He smiled and turned on the shower and hot water shot out.

Cecilia Glendon slept late yesterday, and her hand was pulled by Abbott Benson until 2 a. m. If he hadn’t rolled over and gone to sleep in a different position, she might have been held by him all night.

So she was still in bed when Helen Benson got up, and only woke up with a jolt when the sound of Abbott Benson talking came from outside.

Once she regained consciousness, the first thing she felt was the soreness coming from her arm, and she bared her teeth for a moment.

While sitting on the bed and squeezing her arm, Helen Benson pushed in the door.

“Sister Cecilia Glendon, you’re awake.” Helen Benson had a smile on her face, “Good news, my brother’s fever has finally gone down, now he just needs to deal with the watery conditions.”

Cecilia Glendon grunted.

Can not be good well … she yesterday but has been to Abbott Benson cover ah, was he kicked away and covered up, tossed most of the night, to be bad again, she can only roll a white eyes.

“Breakfast has been ordered, Sister Cecilia Glendon you quickly wash and change your clothes and come out for dinner.” Helen Benson said with a smile, and then closed the room door again.

Abbott Benson, sitting in the living room watching the morning news, heard the door close and glanced sideways, “She’s awake?”

“Awake.” Helen Benson said, “But Sister Cecilia Glendon slept late last night.”