Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 853
Arielle was just as nervous as she stared awkwardly at Vinson.
To her surprise, he grinned and replied, “Nobody. A kitten accidentally scratched me, that‘s all.”
“Kitten? Is there a kitten in the hospital?” Teddy exclaimed as his eyes twinkled with excitement.
Fortunately, Nigel was observant enough to stop his son from probing any further. “All right, that‘s enough questions. Say goodbye to your mother.”
“Oh, okay,” Teddy replied with a quick nod before doing as instructed.
Seeing that they had moved on from the topic, Arielle breathed a sigh of relief.
After a long day out, it was evening when Arielle and Vinson finally returned to Maple Mansion.
It was a breathtaking sight as the sun began to set, bathing the skies in a red and purple glow.
In a bid to make up for the slap from earlier, Arielle went straight into the kitchen and whipped up a most delectable meal for Vinson.
No words could describe how happy and contented Vinson was when he saw the spread on the table.
As he savored Arielle‘s food, Maureen‘s Kitchen suddenly came to mind. “By the way, I’ve applied for a
trademark for Maureen‘s Kitchen, but we‘ve yet to design a logo. You can decide on one when the designs are out. Better act fast before someone else snatches it.”
Because of its excellent reputation and operations, Maureen‘s Kitchen had had a steady increase in customer base. With business improving day by day, Vinson had to ensure that everything ran smoothly.
“Can I design the logo myself?” Arielle asked.
“Of course. Hand it to me when you’re done.”
Arielle nodded enthusiastically, having already decided on the logo design.
When they had finished their dinner, Arielle was about to start on her sketch when Vinson grabbed her wrist.
“What‘s the matter?”
A charming yet suggestive smile appeared on Vinson‘s face as he answered, “It‘s just the two of us now. After what happened at the hospital, don‘t you think we should settle our score?”
“How do you want me to make it up to you then?”
As soon as she said that, Arielle had a light–bulb moment. “Oh, I know! I bought quite a lot of herbs from Silverbirch Hospital, Why don‘t I brew something up for you?”
Vinson doesn‘t need any financial compensation
anyway. What choice do I have other than to feed him some medicine?
All of a sudden, Vinson looped an arm around Arielle‘s waist and picked her up effortlessly.
With everything happening so abruptly, Arielle yelped and instinctively held onto Vinson‘s neck for support.
His neck felt so warm to the touch that Arielle could almost feel her arms burning up.
“Vinson Nightshire! What are you doing?” she shouted. “Let me down!”
“Didn‘t you say you were going to brew some medicine for me?”
“Yes… But how am I supposed to do it if you don’t let me down?”
“You don’t have to do anything. The medicine’s all prepared.”
Arielle went wide–eyed as Vinson leaned in and pecked her on the forehead. “You’re my medicine.”
The next second, Arielle had turned crimson with embarrassment as her heart hammered in her chest.
Vinson continued to stare into her eyes. “Can I have my medicine today?”
Can I have my medicine? Can I have her?
No matter how oblivious Arielle was, even she was starting to understand what Vinson meant.
Her mind went blank as she stared back, speechless.
Vinson once again leaned into Arielle‘s ear and whispered, “Can I?”
