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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 765

Sheila took a glance at Davin, the big kid. He was grinning from ear to ear while having fun with the children.

He didn’t stop the kids from calling me ‘Aunt Sheila’ this time. Is he implying that I’m his fiancée?

 
 

Before this, it has always been me chasing after him. I have to remind myself not to do so anymore and let him woo me instead.

Sheila, bear this in mind!

“That’s enough for now. Let’s go home. We’re leaving this in your good hands, Sheep.”

 

“Don’t worry.”

 

Whatever trick Susan has up her sleeves or games she wants to play, she’ll do it over my dead body!

Davin left with the four children, leaving the three in the room. Without further ado, Sheila took her jacket and bag with her and hurried to the door. “I’m going to check on Susan, bye.”

 

Her actions were so quick as if she were scared to deprive Nicole and Evan another second of their alone time together.

Ensuring that the door was shut, Evan approached Nicole and patted her head.

 

Taken aback, she asked, “I fell and injured myself, I’m not having a fever. Why did you touch my head?”

He removed his hand and gently brushed her nose. “I see that you’re blushing, I’m afraid that you’re down with a fever.”

Blushing? Am I?

She felt her face. It feels warm but I’m definitely not having a fever.

“I’m okay, maybe the room temperature is too high. Could you open the windows, please?”

The corner of his lips turned upward as he walked to the windows.

She creased her forehead. “I asked for the windows to be opened. Why did you shut the curtains?”

Evan threw her a casual smile but ignored her question. After closing the curtains, he went to the door.

 

Curious, she asked again, “Why did you lock the door?”

Click! He returned to the bed and fixed his gloomy eyes on her pale pallor.

“Let’s go on with some important matters.” His tone was deep and sexy.

“Shh.. keep quiet.”

In case this is a dream, I may lose everything once I’m awake.

Nicole hugged him as tight as she could. Evan was thrilled to feel her passion again.

In an instant, the temperature in the room rose as they shared a moment of long-awaited affection with one another.

In another ward, Sheila stood there not knowing what to do when faced with an aggrieved Susan, who was grumbling and whining on the bed.

She would probably act up and be even more dramatic if I tried to calm her down. Therefore, Sheila decided to ignore her. She lay on the bed next to hers and started playing games on her phone.

Wiping off the tears on her face, Susan looked in Sheila’s direction. “Where’s Evan? I want to see him.”

“Mr. Seet is busy. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Ms. Muir, thank you for staying with me, but I miss Evan. I really want to see him.” Susan’s eyes welled up.

Sheila made up an excuse to coax her, “Mr. Seet is as busy as a bee. He’s having back-to-back meetings to clear a lot of agenda, from strategic planning to entertaining clients. You can’t imagine his endless to-do list. It’s best you stop crying and don’t bother him. Mr. Seet doesn’t have time for you.”

 

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