Hearing the man’s sulking words, Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but be at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
It was the first ti she’d seen Adrian Law scold her like this, but it filled her heart with such joy, a sweet sensation as if it could lt away all the unpleasantness.
A smile appeared on the girl’s face, her almond eyes curved like a new moon.
"Adrian, so you can actually get angry with too? It’s the first ti seeing you like this, it’s so fascinating!"
The public’s impression of Adrian Law had always been as a lofty, flawless business emperor, like a figure in a painting to be admired from afar, not to be offended.
But in Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes, Adrian Law had an ordinary side too. He had his little temper, and these small flaws didn’t tarnish his perfection but made her feel even closer to him.
...
The man looked at Cecilia Vaughn’s teasing smile with a slightly set expression.
His handso brows becoming increasingly stern and severe.
"Who’s angry with you? If you don’t even care about your own life, why should I care?"
"You need to feel so pain!"
Adrian Law said these words, but his hands moved more and more gently, applying dicine so carefully and tenderly that even the world’s most expensive nurse couldn’t do better.
The man’s large hands occasionally brushed against the girl’s legs, the temperature scorching.
Cecilia Vaughn’s face inexplicably turned red, yet her heart grew even sweeter.
What a tsundere!
He obviously cares so much but speaks like he doesn’t!
Though she secretly criticized the man for being soft-hearted despite his hard words, Cecilia Vaughn outwardly learned to behave. She leaned her head adorably to one side, making a cute playful face at Adrian Law.
"Okay, okay, I will strictly follow the CEO’s order. I will be sure to value my life and dodge whenever I see a car!"
"Is that okay now?"
Adrian Law looked at the girl’s feigned obedience with a softened heart, but his words didn’t easily let her off.
"Cecilia, don’t you think you’re becoming more like a child? No, even children know to dodge cars, maybe I should say you’re like so kind of thing."
"What thing?"
Cecilia Vaughn was taken aback and instinctively asked back, but the words felt more and more off the mark as she spoke.
"Adrian! How dare you say I am like a thing!"
Seeing the girl’s indignant expression, Adrian Law’s previously tight lips couldn’t help but relax, the corners turning up slightly.
His eyes were full of mischievous amusent.
"Yes, yes, how could my dear Cecilia be a thing."
Cecilia Vaughn raised her brows, still feeling that Adrian Law’s words were weird sohow...
She wasn’t dumb, initially taken aback because she didn’t expect Adrian to make such a joke, now realizing, she was even angrier and puffed up her cheeks.
"Oh wow, Adrian, you’ve turned bad! You’re saying in a roundabout way that I’m not a thing!"
Cecilia Vaughn said this and rolled her eyes to the sky.
"If I’m not a thing, then may I ask Mr. Law, as her husband, what are you then?"
The oppressive air around Adrian Law suddenly dissipated, and his handso phoenix eyes filled with a faint smile.
"Whatever Cecilia is, that’s what I am."
Cecilia Vaughn: "..."
The girl curled her lips; it was the first ti she’d seen soone include themselves in the joke while teasing others!
It felt like hitting a cotton ball, leaving Cecilia Vaughn with a sense of helplessness.
She felt like there was no way to communicate with this man!
...
Adrian Law’s action of applying dicine was gentle but not slow, and quickly, Cecilia Vaughn’s knee wound was treated.
Seeing the man packing up the dicine box, Cecilia assud he would head upstairs.
Unexpectedly, Adrian Law rely placed the dicine box aside and suddenly turned, pinning her on the sofa with both hands.
Standing almost six feet three, his absolute height advantage made Cecilia Vaughn’s heart race at high speed.
Her cheeks flushed red, and while she had been dishing out attitude before, now she suddenly didn’t know where to place her hands.
"You... what are you doing?"
Adrian Law looked at her with a smile, his bright phoenix eyes fixated on her. Only when Cecilia was nearly too embarrassed did he leisurely speak.
"We’ve been married a month, and you’re still shy. What will you do when we really have to perform the Sandman’s ceremony, hmm?"
The man’s voice fell with a playful lift, his magnetic voice carrying an indescribable allure.
Cecilia Vaughn: "..."
I’m actually speechless!
"Why are you bringing that up in broad daylight..."
How embarrassing!
Cecilia Vaughn was terribly flustered, twisting her hands and turning her head slightly away, only to have the man lift her chin, his expression turning serious again.
"All right, I know you’re thin-skinned, I won’t tease you anymore," the man paused, his phoenix eyes seriously eting hers: "Cecilia, did you previously have a car accident, so you have a trauma?"
Otherwise, why else would Cecilia Vaughn be so frightened during a life-threatening mont?
Adrian Law understood his young wife; her ntal resilience was far superior to ordinary people!
Today’s behavior was truly unusual.
...
A car accident before?
Hearing this, Cecilia Vaughn was taken aback, her mind flashing with broken images, as unreal as illusions.
She racked through her experiences growing up, only to furrow her brows, shaking her head in confusion.
"I don’t think so... I haven’t been in a car accident... Maybe I was just too scared at that mont, and my feet froze."
The only ti in her life that left a lasting psychological scar was the night of her engagent party with Tyson Law at eighteen when the son of the forr trustee at Stellerton University, Eldest Young Master Trent, suddenly barged in, causing a permanent wound on her heart.
Hearing Cecilia Vaughn’s denial, Adrian Law’s face subtly darkened, his phoenix eyes deep, as if lost in thought.
Yet after a mont, he eventually reached out, gently pushing aside the stray hair at the girl’s temple, tucking it behind her ear.
"All right, whatever the case, rember to take this as a lesson next ti. You were quite scared today, rest quietly and close your eyes to refresh your mind."
Cecilia Vaughn indeed felt tired, and seeing the man’s gaze filled with indulgence and concern ward her heart, leading her to smile and nod.
"Okay."
The man picked up a velvet thin blanket from the side chaise, carefully covering the girl.
...
Cecilia Vaughn was likely exhausted today, as sleepiness descended almost the mont her eyes closed, and before long, she slipped into a dream.
Adrian Law quietly stayed by the girl’s side, and seeing her asleep, carefully stood up.
Just then, Wyatt called, sounding urgent.
"Young Master, there’s an uproar online now, saying Young Madam deliberately caused an accident to harm others."
Adrian Law’s pupils narrowed slightly, his handso face instantly drenched in coldness.
"Contact Stratagem, regardless of the cost, remove every piece of information about Young Madam from the entire web."
The man’s voice was exceptionally chilling.
"It seems so people really don’t understand the rules, Wyatt, you know what to do, right?"
Wyatt listened, feeling alard, and quickly agreed.
Of all people, they chose to provoke the Young Madam; it seems soone is in for a lot of trouble!
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