A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

James was sitting on the sofa and reading emails. He had not noticed anything strange about Nell.

Nell felt bad, but James sat there steadily, not even raising his head.

Finally, Nell couldn't take it anymore and rang the bell at the bedside.

A nurse asked, "Ms. Nell? How can I help you?"

Nell glanced at James and said, "Yes. I need someone to come over."

"Okay. I'll be right there."

After a while, a nurse walked in.

James, who was reading an email, raised his head and looked at Nell in confusion.

After the nurse came in, she turned to James and asked, "Are Ms. Nell not well?"

James turned to look at Nell, puzzled.

Nell's face had already turned red. She bit her lips and said awkwardly, "Yeah... I need your help, please. I want to

go to the bathroom, but ... my legs. So would you like to do me a favor?"

Nell was too embarrassed.

The nurse understood her.

Then, she helped Nell up. But Nell's legs hurt so much even after moving a little bit. The nurse found it difficult to

help her stand up.

The nurse looked at James, who was sitting on the sofa. "Sir, can you come and help your girlfriend? I can't do it

alone!"

Nell was stunned before she quickly explained, "Oh, dear. He is not my boyfriend."

"Then he must be your friend. It should be okay to do a favor, right?"

James put down his phone and walked over to Nell.

Nell looked at James with a stiff expression and flushed again. She quickly said, "Mr. Walker, please go back and sit.

The nurse is enough to help me."

"Ms. Nell!" The nurse reminded her, "Someone must help you to stand. Otherwise, you need to be put in plaster

again. Then your leg might recover even slower, and you might not even be able to walk in the future!"

This was simply not a reminder, but a threat.

James's hand grabbed Nell's wrist.

Nell felt that this day was the most shameful day for her!

The nurse and James helped Nell to the bathroom. Afraid that Nell would fall, the nurse did not let James go out.

Although James was a gentleman and turned his head away, there would be a 'sound'. Nell had never felt so

humiliated in her life.

When she finally returned to the bed, Nell looked at James with a flushed face. "Mr. Walker, thank you so much."

"You are welcome!" James still had a gentle expression on his face, as if what had just happened did not affect him.

Nell was almost depressed.

However, since James didn't care at all, it would be even more awkward if she continued to be bashful like this.

Thinking about this, Nell felt relieved and continued reading her magazine.

...

After arriving at the restaurant, Audrey was worried about Nell. So she called her.

"Hey, Audrey!" Nell saw that James was still looking at the documents on his phone and deliberately lowered her

voice.

Audrey asked worriedly, "Nell, you don't sound good. Is it Mr. Walker..."

"No, no, nothing happened. I'm fine."

"Really?"

"Really!" When she heard the greeting voice from the restaurant doorman, Nell quickly said, "You have already

arrived at the restaurant, right? You go on. I'll be fine. See you."

"Okay. Call me anytime."

"Okay."

After she hung up the phone, James suddenly got up to grab a cup of water.

Nell, who had not had a single sip of water since this morning, felt thirsty now.

She wanted to drink that cup of water. But she was afraid that she would go to the bathroom again. Originally, she

could endure it, but when she saw James drink water, that feeling of thirst once again surfaced.

When James raised his head, the corner of his eyes caught the longing look in Nell's eyes and the scene when Nell

swallowed saliva.

His eyes were fixed on Nell.

"Ms. Nell wants to drink water?"

Nell shook her head.

"No, I'm not thirsty at all."

She thought, "I really want to drink it. I'm dying of thirst. I need water to nourish me."

But she had to hold it in.

James silently picked up Nell's cup and poured another cup of water, placing it in front of her. "Here you are. I don't

want Bryson and Ms. Audrey to say that I abused you."

Nell solemnly rejected, "Mr. Walker, Thank you. But I'm fine."

Seeing her determination, James didn't force her anymore. Instead, he placed the cup of water on the table beside

her. His expression was as gentle as ever as he smiled faintly, "Alright, I'll leave the cup here."

The cup was placed within reach of Nell. As long as she stretched out her hand, she would get it. And her dry throat

would be relieved.

All the cells in her body were clamoring to drink it. But drinking it would make her go to the bathroom. And then

James would help her to the bathroom once again. She shook her head hard and threw away all thoughts of

drinking water in her head.

'I don't want to drink water. I don't want to drink water!' She reminded herself.

However, ten minutes later, she found that the more she tried to numb herself with words, the clearer her thoughts

of wanting to drink water became.

'I want to drink it.' She thought.

Her hand slowly reached out and her fingers gently touched the cup. The water temperature was just right. It was

waiting for her to drink.

She licked her slightly dry lower lip and then gripped the cup tightly.

However, the cruel fact that she had to go to the bathroom after drinking it immediately woke her up.

She grabbed the hand that had touched the cup using her other hand and struggled to move it away.

She looked as if she was doing something tragic.