Chapter 769
Adrian splashed cold water on his face to cool his body. After a brief pause, he opened the restroom door and stepped outside.
Pepper sat on the edge of the bed, her head lowered. Her shirt was slightly unbuttoned as she carefully spread burn ointment over her waist and stomach.
It appeared that her pain was so overwhelming that she didn’t notice him stepping out immediately. After a moment, she finally responded by swiftly turning her back and pulling her shirt closed.
Adrian immediately looked away, but the image of pale skin lingered in his mind. The burn does look serious. The skin is so red. It might really hurt.
He cleared his throat. “If it’s that bad, you should go to the hospital p>
“I probably… don’t need to, right?” Pepper sounded unsure. Even she couldn’t gauge how severe the burn was.
She stood up and looked at him helplessly. “Could you take a look at it for me, Adrian? I have to return to the shop later. I really don’t want to make another trip to the hospital, but I’m worried I might misjudge it and it could get infected p>
Adrian thought about how Pepper had made soup especially and brought it all the way to his office. After a brief hesitation, he finally replied, “Button the top. Just lift the hem, and I’ll take a look p>
Pepper answered immediately, “Okay p>
A soft rustle of fabric followed as she walked toward him.
Her head stayed lowered, as if she felt embarrassed. Somehow, she stumbled and bumped straight into Adrian.
Adrian instinctively raised his hand to push her back, but his palm hit her burn.
Pepper let out a painful cry. Her body went weak at once, and she began to sink downward.
Adrian quickly reached out and caught her by the waist.
Pepper seemed startled, too. In a panic, she wrapped both arms around him. Just like that, the two of them ended up pressed together in an awkward embrace.
Before Adrian could even make sense of what had happened, hurried footsteps approached outside the lounge, followed by his secretary’s excited voice coming from the office.
“Ms. Chalmont, Mr. Malone is in the lounge. Please take a seat first. I’ll inform him you’re here immediately p>
Adrian’s mind went blank for a moment.
He thought, Ms. Chalmont? Which Ms. Chalmont?
For some reason, Wendy was the only person who came to his mind. However, he knew Wendy shouldn’t be here.
This idea so unsettled him that he completely forgot he was still holding Pepper.
It wasn’t until a familiar figure appeared at the lounge doorway and their eyes met. It really was Wendy.
She wore an elegant, pale moon-white suit. Her hair was loosely pinned back, complemented by subtle, refined makeup. Her expression was calm and nearly neutral.
Upon seeing the suggestive scene inside the lounge, she simply raised an eyebrow slightly.
Then she turned around and left.
The secretary had followed behind Wendy. The moment he saw Adrian holding Pepper in the lounge, his whole body stiffened as if lightning had struck him.
He thought, Crap! It’s over. I’m finished.
He had worked beside Adrian for years, so no one knew better than him how hard Adrian had tried to win Wendy back.
That aside, just the luxury gifts he had helped Adrian pick out for Wendy, the ones Adrian never found the courage to send, were enough to fill an entire storeroom.
That was
why he didn’t dare to
report Wendy’s visit immediately upon hearing it. He hurried
downstairs himself to bring her up, fearing that any delay might cause her to change her mind and leave.
If that happened, his job would probably be gone.
After all these years, Wendy had finally come to see Adrian on her own for the first time.
Yet what did she walk in on?
Out of all moments, his boss happened to be holding his ex-wife’s sister while she was half-dressed, and the two of them appeared far too close for comfort.
The secretary no longer cared about getting a raise.
It wasn’t even about keeping his job anymore.
At this rate, his head might roll.
He thought, Mr. Malone, this is your own mess. Please don’t blame me for it.
“Wendy!” Adrian finally snapped out of his trance, pushing Pepper away from his arms and quickly heading after Wendy.
When he finally caught up, Wendy had already reached the office door.
Adrian seized her arm, his voice tense with worry. “Wendy, what are you doing here p>
“I really shouldn’t have entered like that,” Wendy said, glancing at the secretary next to her, whose face had gone completely blank. Yale, please escort me to the reception room first p>
Adrian quickly panicked. “No, Wendy, that’s not what I meant! You can come whenever you’d like. I just p>
Wendy snatched her arm away from
his grip and looked disapproving.
“Mr. Malone,
I believe there was a
Vel
misunderstanding. I sincerely
apologize. I should have stayed i
the reception area earlier
apologize for interrupting you, Mr.
Malone. Please continue
A look of surprised, stunned happiness flashed across Adrian’s face when he heard
her words.
He did not let her leave.
Instead, his voice softened.
“Wendy, are you jealous p>