Chapter 563
Estella looked back and saw that it was Brandon standing behind her. She smiled knowingly and said, “I think you know exactly what we were talking about just now, Mr. Larson.”
She took the clean towels from Natalie and pushed Natalie towards Brandon. “I’ll take the towels and leave you two to talk privately.”
Then Estella left.
Natalie looked around distractedly. “We can talk later. I want to check on Lydia first.” Just as Natalie was about to leave, she felt herself being pulled back by Brandon.
“The doctor’s with her,” Brandon said. “She’ll be fine.” Brandon raised his hand and rubbed a spot of blood off Natalie’s face. Perhaps when Jethro had been waving his knife around, he had splashed her.
Brandon led her into the elevator that took them to the CEO’s office on the top floor.
The company’s medical staff had all gone to help the pregnant woman, so Brandon had to dress Natalie’s wound himself.
“Ouch!” Natalie yelped softly. Frowning, she glared at Brandon. “Are you being deliberately vengeful? You’re making my neck hurt worse.”
After disinfecting the wound, Brandon found the cream that would alleviate pain, and then raised a hand and dabbed Natalie’s neck wound with a cotton swab.
Once again, Natalie cried out in pain. “Brandon, I know I was wrong. Can you please be gentle?
I told you – it hurts!” Brandon reduced the amount of pressure he was putting on her neck. “This is a lesson. If it weren’t for your sympathy, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”
Natalie knew it was her fault, so she stayed silent.
Sometime later, seeing that Brandon’s temper had cooled, she apologized. “You’re right,” she said softly, “it was my mercy that set things in motion.”
She’d been so compassionate today that she’d almost made a big mistake.
Brandon was about to scold her, but when he saw the sadness in her eyes, he realized he’d been too harsh and then swallowed his words. “What you did wasn’t completely wrong. You let the pregnant woman in out of kindness. I understand that if the pregnant woman had fainted at the door, it would’ve looked bad for the Larson Group. The Jethro episode was not an accident. Garrett and Charis left the Larson Group one after the other. I was having a hard time at work and acted negligently. It’s not all your fault.”
It was rare for Brandon to talk to her in such a serious manner. Natalie’s heart grew heavy. “You put a lot of effort into making up an excuse for my mistake.”
Lowering her eyes, she muttered, “You will spoil me…”
Brandon placed a finger under Natalie’s chin and slowly lifted her jaw. They looked into each other’s eyes, and everything felt right. He leaned in closer, and she took the initiative to kiss him. Their lips and tongue intertwined, and the heat from their bodies intensified.
Trembling slightly, Natalie whispered, “We’re in your office.” “We’re a couple,” Brandon replied. “It can be expected.” Brandon’s voice was deep and comforting. His attention shifted to the tie of Natalie’s dress, which he started to undo.
“My neck is injured…” Natalie began.
“I’m only going to kiss you,” Brandon replied huskily.
Natalie suddenly remembered something and then held his hand. “There’s one other thing you need to forgive me for…”
“Go on?” Brandon was losing control, pressing Natalie against the sofa to kiss her. He didn’t expect her to say anything too big of a deal.
However, when Natalie finished…
“How could you sell me out?” Still holding her down on the sofa, Brandon squinted at her. He looked as though he wanted to devour her.
Natalie crossed her arms over her chest, her expression turning into something that bordered on displeasure. “You said you were only going to kiss me,” she complained.
She had a feeling that Brandon wouldn’t just stop at a few kisses if she let him have his way. Raising her eyebrows, she reminded him, “We are in your office, and my neck is injured…”
Brandon got off from Natalie and smoothed a hand over his now-rumpled clothes. The usual indifference quickly returned to his face. “You make me sound like a jerk who’s controlled by my urges.”
He looked at Natalie, his eyes twinkling with mischief as the corner of his lips turned upward into a wicked smirk. “And it’s not like we’ve never slept with each other before. Of all people, you should know just how well I can control myself.”
Natalie’s cheeks burned at his words. “Brandon…” she argued weakly.
Her voice had come out in a low breath— the hushed sound stirring Brandon’s desire.
“Tell me what you want, Natalie…” Taking advantage of his height, Brandon looked down at Natalie like a predator carefully watching its prey.
His low, sensual murmur had the desired effect. Natalie, knowing that Brandon was perfectly aware of the effect he had on her, grew irritated. In an effort to retaliate, she pulled his tie and stood on tiptoe, their lips meeting in another kiss. However, the sudden action caused too much strain on her wound. The next moment, a scream came from Natalie. She looked down and blushed in embarrassment.
Brandon was trying his best to hold back his laughter as he approached her. Carefully, he tilted her head, supporting her neck with his hand. The space between their lips was slowly closing…
“Ah! Sorry, I didn’t see anything! Don’t mind me!” Sean hurriedly covered his eyes at the scene in front of him.
Brandon sent a glare toward him, his teeth gritting into a snarl. “Don’t you know how to knock?”
Sean wore an innocent look on his face as he held the doorknob and answered, “But you forgot to close the door, Mr. Larson.”
Meanwhile, Natalie hid behind the desk in embarrassment. Brandon, on the other hand, was nonchalant as ever. He placed a hand on the desk and said as if nothing had happened, “What is it?”
Sean had almost forgotten the reason he dropped by from shock. He gathered himself quickly and reported, “The pregnant woman is out of danger now. She gave birth to a daughter, and the road is open now. An ambulance had just arrived to take her and the baby to the hospital.” “Take care of the rest. You can leave now.” Brandon had thought it was over as Sean turned to leave.
