She got up five tis and walked softly like a cat into the master bedroom to check on him five tis.
To see if he was lying on his side, if he had pressed on his wound, if he had covered himself with the blanket, if he was in pain and unable to sleep.
But each ti she went in, under the moonlight from the window, she saw Finn Morgan lying there peacefully.
Hailey Hale also noticed a detail, this ticulous man with OCD didn’t flip the quilt over.
This surprised her, and strangely, she felt a bit touched.
She lay back on the couch, covered with the blanket he had used, and inhaling the faint scent of his body, she also drifted off to sleep.
In the morning, the sky turned white as dawn broke, a round sun pierced through the clouds, and it was a day full of brilliance.
Finn Morgan opened the master bedroom door, and he saw Hailey Hale standing right in front of him, slightly taken aback, their gazes t, and ti seed to freeze.
"Thank you for last night." The girl solemnly bowed to him to express her gratitude.
Finn Morgan didn’t speak, probably still lost in thought, did she stand there all night?
"Do you really not need a day off?" She was still worried.
The man’s gaze softened, his voice gentle, "No need."
"I cooked noodles for you." She stepped aside, made a gesture as if inviting him, like a maid, "Please try them!"
Noodles again?
Finn Morgan followed her to the dining chair and sat down, and she quickly brought a bowl of steaming noodles out from the kitchen. Compared to the plain boiled noodles last night, it was quite an improvent.
"I added oil, and salt, tested the flavor, and added pork rib soup." She was very ticulous today, like taking care of a patient full-ti.
Finn Morgan felt relieved, a touch of warmth in his deep eyes, "Hmm, not bad, you did well." Compared to last night, she really tried her best.
Finn Morgan ate the noodles in the bowl, and Hailey Hale was very happy.
After breakfast, she helped him disinfect the wound on his back again, reapplied dication, and replaced it with a new large band-aid, and she asked him, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn’t hurt." Finn Morgan spoke lightly, "Anti-inflammatory dicine has a pain-relieving effect, plus I’m a man, n tend to endure pain better."
Looking at the finger-length wound, Hailey Hale still felt very sorry, what if it had hit his head? She really couldn’t bear to think about it.
The two went downstairs to the company.
"Do you know how to drive?" Finn Morgan asked her.
Hailey Hale shook her head, "Just finished the first test."
He opened the passenger car door for her, "Get in."
Hailey Hale thought to herself, since he drove back last night, driving to the company today shouldn’t be a problem, right?
So she confidently sat in the car, and Finn Morgan got into the driver’s seat.
This morning, The R-Alan Group held a high-level executive eting promptly at eight o’clock.
Monica Usher explained her idea to turn the True Love series into a four-piece set, then took the designers out to find inspiration, let everyone freely create their most satisfying work, and then create a limited edition.
The approach completely followed The Kingston Group.
This proposal received Lydia Ingram’s approval, who expressed strong agreent.
The executives also had no objections, as keeping pace with The Kingston Group was always a good strategy.
In the vice president’s office, Ariel Chandler, who had not slept all night, arrived and hid behind the bookshelf to wait for Monica Usher to co.
So things needed to be clarified with this woman, to give her a heads-up, ideally making Monica Usher resign voluntarily!
On the way over, Ariel Chandler had run through the eting in her mind dozens of tis.
Having thoroughly studied Monica Usher’s personality online, she had planned what thods to use to deal with such a savvy yet shaless woman, even searching for ideas on Baidu.
All she waited for was Monica Usher to appear.
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