Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

He wasn’t capable of that, so he just gave up.

“Let me know if you need my help. Even though you no longer have a relationship with my uncle, we are still friends. You know that, right?”

“Thank you!” Scarlett smiled as she got out of the car.

After that, Chuck drove away along the road, and Scarlett watched with her hands in her pockets until the car turned the corner and disappeared.

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In the morning, Skyler got breakfast ready. He poured some coffee out of the French press into a to-go cup and left the rest for Scarlett to drink.

Skyler quickly headed to school while Scarlett was rushing to the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Perhaps she had eaten something bad the night before, but Scarlett was feeling sick to her stomach that morning. It must have been that strange-smelling taco she ate from the food truck by the convenience store.

A while later, Scarlett walked out of the washroom weakly and threw herself on the sofa. However, in less than two minutes, Scarlett hurried to the washroom all over again.

When Francis called her, Scarlett was still busy in the washroom. When she came out, she saw the missed calls from Francis, and then she remembered that today was the day they had decided to go through the divorce formalities.

Even though she was sweating from the pain in her abdomen, she called Francis back.

“Hello…” she said.

“Have you left yet?”

“Not yet,” she answered.

“Well, that’s great. I have to fly to Paris today, so I have no time for this. Let’s just do this another day.” he said.

“Okay,” she said. Scarlett’s stomach started aching again.

However, because of her calm reaction, Francis started to wonder what was up and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing. I gotta go if you don’t have anything else to tell me.” After that, she hung up the phone and rushed to the washroom again.

Francis felt angry and shocked. Scarlett and he hadn’t even formally gotten a divorce yet, and she was already acting distant and cold.

“Where is she living now?” Francis asked the bodyguard beside him.

“It’s near the university, the Orchid Garden District.” He answered.

When Scarlett came out of the washroom with a pale face after six trips to the washroom, she realized that it would probably be best for her to see a doctor.

Because of diarrhea, Scarlett was very weak. When she put on her trousers and sweater, she just felt dizzy and fainted on the bed.

As for Francis, he was sitting in the car downstairs for a while when his driver reminded him, “Sir, it’s only forty minutes before the plane takes off.”

“Let’s go!” Francis said as he adjusted his watch on his wrist.

As the car drove a hundred meters away, it stopped slowly, and then Francis pushed open the car door and rushed to get out. He had just gotten a call from the hospital: Scarlett was in trouble.

Rushing into the Emergency Room, Francis was held back by a team of doctors as he tried to enter Scarlett’s ward. Scarlett had, according to the nurses, went into shock. After several rounds of intense CPR and artificial respiration, she was starting to regain consciousness. They would only know exactly what had happened after they performed all the necessary tests.

Once he was able to enter her room, Francis took his coat off and placed it on Scarlett’s body.

“Scarlett, can you hear me? Wake up!” Francis shouted out. But Scarlett showed no signs of waking up.

When Scarlett finally woke up, it was already dusk. Her hand felt very cold. When she looked down, she noticed that there was a needle embedded deep in her wrist.

“How are you feeling?” Francis asked.

Looking towards the source of the sound, Scarlett’s vision was still blurry. But she knew who it was because she recognized that voice.

“Did you send me here?” she smiled weakly. Although her face was deathly pale, she still looked pretty.

Francis closed the newspaper he had been reading and stood up. He raised up his hand to touch her forehead to check her body temperature and said, “No, Skyler found you and got you here. Anyway, now that you are fine, I gotta leave now. Give Skyler a call and have him pick you up. I told him it was best to go to bed, but you’ll need someone to take you home safely.”

“Wait!” Scarlett hurried to sit up.

Francis was very calm now.

“Do you have anything else to say?”

“How long will you be in France?” she asked.

“About a week.”

“Well, can you let me take care of Carlos during the time?” Scarlett asked cautiously.

“You? How can you take good care of him when you can’t even take care of yourself? He will be safer at my place.” He was expressionless.

Scarlett let her hands drop. She felt disappointed.

When the nurse came to check on her, she saw that the drip wasn’t working right. She rushed to interrupt the two, “The blood is flowing backward. What are you doing here?”

Scarlett looked up at her hand. It was bright red and puffed up like a balloon.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize.” She said, embarrassed.

“Your hand is all swollen now. Are you still okay? Does it hurt?” The nurse said, concerned.

“Thank you. She’s fine. I’ll watch her.” Francis said.

“Alright, the swelling should go down soon.” The nurse nodded and quickly left the room.

“It looks like the single life is not as good as you think,” Francis said sarcastically.

Scarlett rubbed her arm and said, “Well, it’s normal for me to have a transition period; after all, I just got divorced.”

Francis snorted.

Scarlett didn’t want to argue with him anymore.

“Are you not going to fly to France? Why don’t you go now?”

“I missed my flight, and the next flight is at two o’clock in the morning.”

He picked up the newspaper and began reading it again.

It’s very uncomfortable to stay in the same room with someone you have nothing to say to, Scarlett realized. Lying on the bed, Scarlett wishes she could pull the needle out of her forearm and just walk away.