Chapter 81: The Shameless Boss Threw Away His Integrity Again

Scarlett changed her clothes in five minutes.

Tilda stood at the door and saw her off. She handed her the soup pot and said sincerely.

"Mrs. Abraham, as a senior worker who watched Mr. Abraham grow up, I want to say that he is actually not as cold as the others think."

"Yes, he's more than an ice-cold man."

No matter how hard she tried, she could not warm his heart.

Even she was going to visit him, Scarlett was unwilling to admit that she was concerned about him.

She was just being responsible, yes, that was all!

"How could a cold and heartless person buy the medicine in rain even if he was injured? A person should not only be judged by the appearance, but also feel it through the heart to see the truth."

Her words touched Scarlett's soft spot.

That was right, a proud and delicate man like Mike almost crippled himself in order to buy medicine for her.

Scarlett said nothing for a minute and took the soup from Tilda.

After Scarlett left, Tilda muttered to herself, "Mr. Abraham, I can only help you here."

The front desk of the Abraham Group was no stranger to Scarlett, the wife of the CEO, who often came with the CEO in pairs. Other than the Abraham Group, there probably would never be a CEO like Mr. Abraham that treated his wife as a standard outfit and carry her around.

Therefore, when Scarlett appeared with the soup, she did not encounter any obstruction from the front desk and smoothly went up to the top floor.

In the president's office, Mike Abraham was still burdened with a lot of work.

The flood dramatically increased Mike's work. However, no matter how busy he was, he would occasionally grab his phone and take a look.

The phone was still quiet.

It was as tranquil as the past few days.

Apart from the alienated message, she didn't send him another message.

Once again, he didn't see what he expected. Mike came back to work exhaustedly. 'What a cruel cat.'

When he was done with all his work, he would go to see her. He must knock her kitty head off for her burning bridges!

Did it take a lot of time to send a message? Was it a waste of time to show some concern to him?

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

He did not raise his head, thinking that it was the secretary sending him the documents, listening to the footsteps approaching.

"Put it on the table."

The person didn't move. He frowned and wondered which secretary was this undiscerning.

But he quickly felt something was wrong. Why did he smell the scent of his little wildcat?

When he raised his head, the little wild cat that had been messing with him for several days was standing in front of his desk with an awkward expression.

Mike thought he was hallucinating.

Scarlett placed the soup on the table and did not speak. She did not dare to look at him or imagine his face.

After the conflict between them, she felt that no matter how they got along, it was a little awkward.

She lowered her head and placed a bowl of soup on the table.

The fragrance of the soup accompanied by the unique elegant fragrance of her body instantly swept away most of his exhaustion.

His eyes were fixed upon her. The woman who had been hiding from him for so long finally appeared.

Before Scarlett came, she had already done some construction to herself. She thought that she would be upset about the injuries he caused, but when she saw him being surrounded by work, she was still a little bit moved.

He seemed to be so busy all the time.

Previously, she had only seen him being arrogant, she hadn't seen him working hard behind.

She could feel him staring at her. From the moment he raised his head to look at her, the gaze had never moved away from her.

Scarlett originally wanted to fight him to the end, she didn't want to speak first.

However, after a few seconds of silence, she couldn't stand his gaze, and her concern for him exceeded the anger.

"Why don't you take the medicine?" She asked.

Mike did not reply, but his eyes were even more concentrated, and his mouth was set in a grim line.

That expression was saying that she can ignore him for the rest of her life and just let him die of illness and starvation!

"Your assistant said you didn't eat lunch or medicine. What the hell are you doing?"

She tried to hide her worries by making her tone as cold as possible.

"I don't want to eat," he replied coldly.

These few busy days, coupled with the rain, made Mike finally catch a cold.

"Did you see a doctor?"

Mike finally had some signs of a smile.

"You care about me?"

Scarlett's face turned red and then white.

At first, she was hooked by his teasing tone. The instinctively shy of some girls.

However, she immediately restrained her emotions.

She didn't know what he was thinking when speaking that.

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If she admitted that she was worried about him, would he be as vicious as that day, mocking her for being a cheap person?

She had not forgotten that he had said cruelly to her that he would not love her and all he had given her was the fee for service.

Once a crack appeared in her heart, how could it be so easy to repair?

Actually, looking at the way he talked to her, Scarlett guessed that his injuries weren't as serious as Tilda said. At the very least, he was far from being amputated or something like that.

She ran over recklessly, sending soup and showing concerns. In his view, was this kind of behavior deliberate?

The more Scarlett thought, the more anxious she became. Her expression was captured by Mike.

He sighed silently in his heart.

It seemed that the dispute that day had left a shadow upon her.

He should have known that the little wildcat wasn't as strong as she appeared.

Although she looked cheerful and courageous most of the time, this did not mean that she was a person that easy to forget.

When her hidden wounds in her heart were spotted, she would be exceptionally fragile, and she would be on high alert.

He had hurt her deeply this time. Mike didn't go to see her for the past two days was mainly because he was afraid that would happen. However, judging from Scarlett's current reaction, even if she was given more time, she wouldn't be able to fix it.

He was good at controlling everything, he didn't want to see her being fearful and defensive. He felt pain for this woman who wasn't under his control and he couldn't do anything about it.

He would rather she behaves like before, or play tricks on him.

When he asked her if she cared about him, he would rather she make a face at him and say, "Who cares about you?"

He didn't want to see such a distant and defensive face.

Just like an injured cat, when someone touched it, she would quickly run away with her tail between her legs.

The room fell into an awkward silence.

Scarlett hated her vacillation. She couldn't let go of what happened, but she couldn't help but care about him.

This kind of grinding and chirping style did not suit her. She was not like this when facing others.

Why did she repeatedly make exceptions to this man who had disdained her?

What made Scarlett feel even more terrifying was that Tilda's earnest words, "Feel it with your heart".

Scarlett always felt that once she felt him with her heart, she might fall in and never get out again.

She was afraid that if she continued to stay with him, she would forget the pain he had caused her.

Thus, Scarlett adjusted herself and spoke to him with her head lowered.

"Tilda asked me to bring you the soup. Remember to take the medicine after you drink it. I'm leaving now."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Mike reflexively grabbed her arm, his tough posture was same as that day.

Just as he revealed his domineering aura, Scarlett instinctively shrank, and her eyes were filled with guard!

Seeing Scarlett's reaction, Mike realized that he couldn't just rely on force to keep her, otherwise, it would be the same as that day.

She was already very afraid of him now. If she continued to feel negative about him, the cat might really run away.

However, if he allowed her to run away in front of him like this, it would also be very depressing.

In just a few seconds, Mike's high IQ had played a role. He let go of Scarlett's hands.

After her arm was freed, Scarlett immediately took a few steps back and looked at him with a guarded expression.

If this scumbag continued to play rough to her like that night, restricting her personal freedom, she would grab the soup pot and buckle him on the head. Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. She would fight him to the death!

But he did not resort to violence.

He only propped up the table with one hand and looked very weak. Looked very strenuous, he was unable to stand firmly. He casually waved the other hand twice.

"You can leave. I'll let the driver give you a drive."

Eh? How could he let her go so easily?

Scarlett looked at him suspiciously, only to discover that his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and he seemed to be unable to stand steadily as he slid into his oversized office chair.

"Mike, are you feeling sick?" The more Scarlett looked at him, the more she felt that something was wrong.

As a man who had always been swift and fierce, when had he ever had such a weak expression?

"It's just a fever. It doesn't matter." Mike opened the file and rubbed his temples weakly.

What? He had a fever? Could it be that the wound was already infected?

The horrifying images of him jumping on one leg appeared in her mind, making Scarlett's face completely pale.

She could not bear it any longer and rushed up to him.

Crack!

The white and tender hands closed his file.

Mike looked at the pair of white and tender hands on his documents.

There was a faint flash of pride in his eyes. Just as he had expected, she was indeed worried about him.

In order to make her stay, Mr. Abraham completely gave up integrity and began to pretend to be sick.

Although he was indeed sick, he was not that weak.

Scarlett believed him.

"You can't continue working. You have to eat, take medicine, and you need to rest!"

"I don't need it. You can go."

How could she leave now?

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