Chapter 1273
Chapter 1273:
“Then stay with me,” Annabel said softly, tugging him under the blanket with her.
Rupert nodded and lay down beside her, holding her close.
Watching her fall asleep, an inexplicable tenderness filled his chest. “Rupert p>
When Annabel woke again, the room was dim. She murmured his name and reached for him, but he wasn’t there.
Confused, she sat up. Rupert still hadn’t returned.
She pressed her lips together and was about to get out of bed when Rupert came back in.
Frowning, he seemed to worry his phone call had disturbed her. “Why are you awake? Did I wake you p>
“Where were you?” Annabel asked softly, wrapping her arms around his waist.
“I was dealing with some matters at the company.” Rupert pinched the bridge of his nose. Since their vacation would last a full month, he wanted to settle everything before they reached their destination.
“Mr. Benton is really busy,” Annabel joked. Just then, her stomach growled, and the two of them decided to go downstairs for dinner.
After eating her fill, the discomfort she’d felt earlier finally disappeared.
“It’s delicious!” Annabel exclaimed with a grin as she took a bite of cake.
Resting his chin on his palm, Rupert watched her quietly, memorizing what she liked.
“Do you want to try? It’s not too sweet. Let me get you a piece.” Embarrassed under his intense gaze, Annabel started to stand, but Rupert pressed her back down.
Still holding her hand, Rupert leaned forward slightly and parted his lips.
Annabel stared at him blankly, not understanding at first. Then Rupert lowered his eyes pointedly.
Only then did Annabel realize he was waiting. Still holding his hand, she cut a small piece of cake and fed it to him, smiling as she placed it in his mouth.
gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com is where imagination thrives
“It’s still too sweet,” Rupert murmured, his gaze fixed on her delicate face.
Annabel’s ears burned. She was grateful they were in the dining hall and not somewhere private.
Otherwise…
The thought alone made her shiver. She quickly got up and headed to the bathroom. After washing her hands and shaking off the water, she stepped out—and suddenly heard strange noises coming from around the corner.
“What are you doing? Get away from me…” a woman cried, followed by men’s laughter.
“What are we doing? You weren’t like this just a second ago p>
“How dare you hit me p>
Annabel frowned, hesitating as she wondered whether she should step in. Before she could decide, a figure staggered toward her.
The woman wore a tight, revealing dress. The instant she saw Annabel, her face lit up with relief, and she grabbed Annabel’s wrist.
“Help! Please help me!” She was so close that Annabel caught the sharp scent of her perfume.